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"Waves? What on earth is it like? A crisp and sweet female voice suddenly interrupted Zhang Yuan's words and asked curiously.

Zhang Yuan said without thinking, "Domestic stone, black flowers on a white background, look like waves!" Zhang Yuan pointed to a square granite similar to waves not far away.

Zhang Yuan knew that it was an imported stone model, and many granite and marble samples were placed there. Obviously, someone had taken the lead and sent the model!

Zhang Yuan also realized that it was not Manager Mu who was talking to him. He turned his head and saw a beautiful girl in a blue coat and high heels of the same color skirt. Her long hair was combed with a simple ponytail and her plain face was facing the sky, but it was beautiful!

In fact, this girl is not as beautiful as some beautiful women around Zhang Yuan, nor as charming as some beautiful women, and not as pure and noble as some beautiful women, but she has a sense of beauty that Xuejie said, which makes people feel beautiful when they look at her, and at the same time gives birth to her a very wise feeling.

The girl's forehead is slightly high, her eyes are very bright and deep, her mouth is neither small nor big, her lips are rich, and the color is ruddy, against her plump nose, and her beautiful eyebrows and pink and white healthy skin tone are very attractive, which makes people really want to taste how delicious and delicate the red lips are.

"Mr. Zhang, this is the designer of this project, Jiang Lingjiang Gong."

Manager Mu understood Zhang Yuan's stupidity very well. In fact, when he first saw the little designer, he was also stunned for a while. She was really excellent. A normal man would have such a reaction!

As soon as he heard the name Jiang Ling, Zhang Yuan immediately thought of Jiang Zao. He really doubted whether Jiang Ling was Jiang Zao's sister, but he looked at it again and did not see any similarities between Jiang Ling and Jiang Zao.

"Hello, Jiang Gong!" Zhang Yuan stretched out his hand with a smile. Jiang Ling and he held it gently. His small hands were cold and delicate, and the touch was excellent, which reminded Zhang Yuan of an idiom: jade bone ice muscle, cool and sweat-free.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang, is the kind of wave you mentioned an imported stone?" Jiang Ling was obviously very interested in this. His beautiful eyes looked at Zhang Yuan and waited for his answer.

Zhang Yuan did not answer this question immediately, but came to the pile of samples and took out a sample from it and said, "Just like this black sands, there are imported stone and domestic stone, but the price difference between imported stone and domestic stone is more than half, but you see, in fact, this piece is domestic. Can you see it?" He saw that it was marked with imported jazz white.

Jiang Gong looked at the model, his face sank, frowned and said, "Is this really domestic? What do they say that this is imported stone?

Zhang Yuan said lightly, "I don't need to lie about this. I have done many such projects before, so it is not uncommon to impersonate imports from domestic products. You can't believe me, but if you have a chance to go to the Beijing stone market in the future, you will understand whether I have told the truth or not!"

Zhang Yuan stood up, looked at the watch in his hand, and said to Manager Mu, "If Manager Mu needs it, come to me again. I have to go to other construction sites. Let's go first!" After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

Manager Mu looked at Jiang Ling and was very dissatisfied. He knows that these stone samples were sent by a friend of her, but you can't pretend to benefit from the public. The executor of this project is him, and he has the right to shop!

Jiang Ling didn't expect Zhang Yuan's bad temper. She just expressed some doubts. He wanted to leave and saw Manager Mu looking at him like this. Although she didn't care much about his attitude, she thought that she was a designer rather than a project manager. She was just responsible for some things. It is not responsible for deciding which one to use.

Thinking of what her sister said to her, Jiang Ling had to call Zhang Yuan: "Mr. Zhang, wait a minute. I still have some questions to ask you." She and that friend are actually just a general acquaintance. Now that some people say that the other party is cheating on her, she naturally needs to make it clear that this is also her character.

Zhang Yuan actually pretended to be deep. When he heard him call him, he turned around and said, "It's not about asking for advice. I'm just some experience. If you stay in this industry for a long time, you will naturally understand." He no longer mentioned what he wanted to leave, and no one mentioned it again.

Zhang Yuan succeeded in taking Joe this time. It seems that his previous level has not regressed!

Jiang Ling didn't answer his words. She pointed to the big square and said, "Mr. Zhang, you just said that you wanted a stone fountain and steps over there. I originally planned to do it with resin. What do you think about using resin?" Not long after she graduated, she still lacks understanding of various building materials.

Jiang Ling admires Zhang Yuan's major, and she deeply understands that three people must have our teacher, but whenever someone has an advantage, she wants to turn that advantage into her own.

Zhang Yuan said: "Resin can do this, but the cost is not lower than marble carving, and the texture of artificial resin is far less than that of marble, and the life of marble is much longer than that of resin, and the grade is much higher than that of resin. Has the shape of this fountain been determined?

Jiang Ling nodded, took out a picture from his file bag and handed it to Zhang Yuan. Zhang Yuan looked at the image of several little angels, which looked cute, but he felt that the fountain seemed to be a little out of tune with the style of the hotel itself.

"Jianggong, don't mind if I say more. This flying fountain is not as good as Apollo's appearance. The style of this hotel is very majestic, and it seems a little out of tune with flying." Zhang Yuan took out a pen from his pocket, found a notebook, and drew it quickly on the blank page.

Soon, a magnificent Apollo's sky patrol pattern appeared on the paper, and Zhang Yuan's hand-painting ability surprised all three onlookers. Jiang Ling felt that she could not compare with others, and hand-painting was her weakness.

Zhang Yuan pushed the drawing to Jiang Ling's hand. She picked it up and looked at it. She nodded and said, "Well, this is much better than before. What stone do you use to make this? I want the white color.

"For pure white, it is best to use snowflake white. If it has a little texture, use Yashi white. If there are more texture, use big white or jazz white. These are the stones. Zhang Yuan found the three stone samples from the pile and showed them to Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling looked at the stone labels and found that they all used different names. She frowned again and asked, "How about snow white?" She is now even more suspicious of the so-called friend.

Zhang Yuan said: "There are two kinds of snowflake white. Now the most commonly used is domestic snowflake white. Imported snowflake white has just entered the market. For plates, the production rate of domestic snowflake white is about 800 per square meter, and imported snowflake white is about 700 square meters. If the yield is low, the price will be much higher. In fact, he didn't tell the truth. The price of domestic snow white is definitely not so high, but because it is rare, he said that the price is not exaggerated.