The Last Carnival
After adjusting the volume, Qi Yue cleared her throat like a teacher and looked at her audience carefully.
The right hand tightly grasping the left wrist was Qi Yue’s last bit of stubbornness.
Show time.
"Hello, directors. I am a designer sent by Zero Architectural Design Studio."
"Hurry up, if it's still at the same level as before, there's no need to say anything else, we can adjourn the meeting, it's a waste of time." said a director who looked to be in his fifties and wore glasses.
"Girl, do you know what time means to us?" A director wearing a red tie and whose hair was more conspicuous than the tie hurriedly added fuel to the fire.
After hearing the two directors' speeches, Tao Ran actually dropped the document he was distributing.
The director next to him looked back, turned back silently, and opened the neatly arranged documents on the desk.
Qi Yue looked at the scene in front of her and thought how good it would be if she didn't have vision correction. At this moment, when she took off her glasses, she really couldn't tell the difference between men and women, or between you and me.
"Look, young man, your mental quality is still poor. You can't bear it at the beginning." After saying that, he laughed, and his laughter was louder than his weight.
Qi Yue slammed the document in her hand onto the table, attracting everyone's attention, and then she put on a harmless expression.
"Sorry, my hand slipped."
Seeing everyone looking at each other in bewilderment, Qi Yue didn't know where she got the strength from. Her voice was trembling slightly and her hands were shaking violently. Qi Yue could only hold on tightly.
At this time, there was no way out and the only thing in front of me was despair.
"Dear directors, you are just like my former students, very noisy."
No matter what, the worst that can happen is that I will go back after today and teach the kids to draw, so that I don’t have to see them being influenced by society when they grow up.
"Today, I dare to give all the elders present here a unique art class."
Everyone looked at Wan Changli in confusion. At this time, Wan Changli did not expect that the little girl had such courage to openly challenge all the directors. When countless eyes were shot at him, he straightened his body and opened the notebook in front of him.
He really looks like a student, taking notes seriously.
The director was so frustrated that he didn't know how to respond for a moment. Just when he was thinking about what to do next, the little bee made a shrill sound.
I have to say, sometimes, Lan Qiyue is really bad.
"I'm sorry, directors, but the quality of the little bee is not good and it's always noisy."
Seeing that no one was talking, Qi Yue controlled the rhythm and finished talking about all his design drawings.
When he mentioned the public area, he glanced at Tao Ran, as if to say, "Look, right? Their eyes are all confused. They didn't even notice that you just changed the color."
The harmonious scene is just a prelude to the undercurrent. After all, no one will give up until the goal is achieved.
"That sounds like it. Have you ever done business? Do you know what business is?" At Goldman Sachs's suggestion, the financial manager spoke first.
I have to say, this position is really good. It deals with money. After all, without money, you can't run any business, no matter how good it is.
Qi Yue looked at the director who was yelling at her, and changed her professional attitude, treating her like a teacher treating a child.
"Excuse me, who are you?" His words were full of love and concern.
"This is our financial manager."
When no one spoke, Wan Changli was the first to break the silence.
It has to be said that Wan Changli's current behavior is like showing the attitude of a good student, actively showing himself to the teacher in order to seek recognition.
The financial manager glanced at the president timidly, then regained his arrogance when he looked at Qi Yue.
"Oh, the one who manages the money."
After hearing this, the financial manager's face turned green. He probably didn't expect that someone who was considered to be his junior would explain his work so frankly.
"Actually, this problem isn't that difficult to solve. If you really disagree, I agree with you. After all, a forced melon won't be sweet. If you don't change your mindset, I'll have to replace you."
"Change people, what do you mean? Do you mean to change a financial manager?" The financial manager pondered in his mind, wondering whether the person in front of him really had such means.
Qiyue is right. If this design draft is really not acceptable, then Qiyue will contact other large KTVs, or those that are native to this industry and have been deeply engaged in it. Try them one by one, and there will always be someone who likes them.
In summary, just because you don’t know the value of something doesn’t mean others are blind.
Under Qi Yue's strong tone, and with the person behind him not making any response, the financial manager could only sit back in his seat obediently.
"How long do you estimate the construction period for this design?"
"Half a year."
"How is that possible?"
"How is it impossible?"
"I'm responsible for all the interior decoration work for the company. With such a large scale and such a large site, from the early construction to the mid-term soft furnishings and then to the later stage of sanitation and environment maintenance, how could it be completed in just half a year?"
During the Q&A session, Qi Yue got a general understanding of this person's job. Although it couldn't be called an exact position, he was basically responsible for project construction.
Qi Yue turned around and looked at the person who had attacked her again. She raised her eyebrows and scanned the person sharply from top to bottom.
"That's your problem."
"What did you say?"
"Do you dare to openly question your immediate superior?"
Seeing that the other party did not answer, Qi Yue loosened her right hand that was tightly clenched around her left hand and tucked the hair that fell by her ear.
"Or, in other words, if the ruler orders his subject to die, then the subject must die."
Qi Yue scored another decisive goal, clean and neat.
"What a big tone, young man. You should know that being so arrogant will only bring you trouble in society."
"So, I'm standing on your Marriott Group's territory now."
The directors attacked Qiyue one after another, and Qiyue turned the situation around from the initial unfavorable one.
He touched the little bee on his waist.
“It turns out that every step you take really counts.”
"Okay, that's all for today's class. Does anyone have any questions? If not, we'll start next week."
Surprisingly, no one present expressed any objection. Just when Qi Yue thought she could pretend to be stupid and walk out of the meeting room, Goldman Sachs spoke.
"Designer, you haven't told us the name of your KTV yet?"
Qi Yue hadn’t originally thought of naming this KTV. After all, according to the previous design requirements, the given name was “Debauchery and Extravagance”.
Therefore, it is no wonder that Tao Ran’s design is too magnificent, as dazzling as a palace.
Qi Yue's rhythm was disrupted by the sudden questions, especially the questions from this director.
"Wasn't the name decided before? This director should know his group's design requirements better than I do."
What a boomerang, the question was thrown back again, and Qi Yue thought she could get away with it.
"No, no, no, I'm asking about your KTV?"
Goldman Sachs played word games cunningly, and his shrewd eyes made Qi Yue feel creepy.
Designers generally won't change a given name and will simply design it according to the requirements. After all, the client is God. Would you question your God? Or the one who gave you your job?
Just when everyone was waiting to see Qi Yue make a fool of herself, only the man outside clenched his fists and said something silently.
Qi Yue stood in the center of the conference room again, looked around at everyone present, lowered her head, smiled and said nothing.
Just when someone wanted to attack Qi Yue again.
"Does everyone here really love the world you live in?"
When Qi Yue asked this question, she was also observing everyone present carefully and seriously. Even the president was frightened by Qi Yue's question.
"Of course, if we didn't love each other, how could we fight for the group all our lives?" The financial manager was eager to avenge the opening.
"Because of life, if it weren't for life, would you be willing to sit here?"
There is nothing wrong with what Qi Yue said. The premise of love is food and clothing, which is the premise for you to carry out all your activities.
Qi Yue didn't want to hear any weird answers just for the sake of answering.
"A person's life is but a few decades long. You spend your whole life in a siege. When you are young, you have to study. When you grow up, you have to start a family. When you start a family, you have to support it. When you are old, you have to take care of your children."
No one understands the weight of this statement better than directors in their fifties.
“Even if you hold a high position and earn millions or tens of millions a year, you are ultimately a bird in a cage, trapped in your own self-made fortress, unable to escape for the rest of your life.”
"An unbreakable chess game, shackles that cannot be broken. Your life, no matter how you look at it, is filled with helplessness and control."
Why does Qi Yue always target people in their fifties? Because there are very few young people here, and they will not question Qi Yue, because they understand that Qi Yue’s ultimate trump card has never been strength or true feelings, but to invite the directors to join the game and let them open Pandora’s box themselves.
"The hurried steps of childhood, the boundless learning of youth, the regrets of youth, the busyness of middle age, the fleeting youth of old age. Until the last moment, what do you think about? What do you want most?"
Outside the conference room, Yi Shiwu once again met Qi Yue by chance.
"Do it again."
Because if we had a chance to do it all over again, we would never be the same as we are now. There would always be something that would change, more or less.
"What if the world ends? What would you all like to do on that day?"
No wonder, Qi Yue’s design this time is all in blue and purple tones, and even the decoration has a sense of decadence and decay, just waiting for someone to throw this brick.
"Of course we have to run away. If we don't run away, are we going to run out of ammunition and food?"
Qi Yue clapped her hands vigorously, waiting for you to say this.
"Escape from the doomsday, the last carnival."
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