"When he injured his leg, I was truly worried about him. Then he stayed with his grandfather. I know his pride wouldn’t let him accept it," Pei Guozhong spoke with a sense of emotion about the ti Yicheng was injured.
The doctors had given up hope, but miraculously, Yicheng’s leg was saved.
When the second sester began, Yicheng went straight into his junior year. This shows that even while he was nursing his leg, he didn’t fall behind in his studies. Guozhong was proud of his outstanding son and wished even more for his future to be brighter and his journey longer.
"Also, that ’Liunian’—the hand cream that’s been selling really well lately—was his creation," Guozhong said, pride evident in his tone.
Although ’Liunian’ has just been released, its popularity has already reached Guozhong. Given ti, it’s sure to be promising.
You should know that Yicheng’s most impressive talent is in architecture.
"Right, for the design of the Xiyue Hotel, I specifically chose a public tender, because I wanted Yicheng to try as well," Guozhong believed in his son, confident that he could handle the hotel’s design even though he was only a junior.
Many architects had approached Guozhong, but he insisted on a public tender to choose the best design proposal.
"With Yicheng being so capable and accomplished, he doesn’t need any further embellishnt; he just needs to do what he enjoys," Wan Hongxing followed up his words.
Guozhong: "..."
Didn’t Yicheng answer the sa way?
"Brother Cheng, what you’re holding...is that a contract?" Xu Nianhua asked uncertainly as he looked at the docunt in Yicheng’s hands, which seed more and more familiar.
"Yes."
Yicheng passed the marked contract forward, saying, "This is a contract brought by Lou Fan. I have roughly translated it; you just need to fill in the gaps."
"Lou Fan didn’t ntion this when he ca?"
As Nianhua stared at the contract, he was sowhat bewildered. Lou Fan had visited her but hadn’t ntioned the contract.
Yicheng said, "Perhaps seeing you injured, he didn’t ntion it."
"Oh, let handle it then. I’m just bored," Nianhua took the contract and looked at it. It was not just roughly translated; it was almost completely done. She only needed to polish and proofread it. Her gaze shifted to Yicheng, complex and aware; if she didn’t realize now that Yicheng was intentionally helping her, she would be a fool.
"I need to attend to school matters and deal with Liunian. I’m even planning to enter an architectural design contest soon, so I won’t have ti," Yicheng explained aptly, letting Nianhua understand his good intentions and allowing her to accept them.
"You’re still a student, and yet you can already participate in architectural design?" Nianhua looked at him in surprise.
Yicheng didn’t speak, only handed her his recent architectural drafts and said, "This is my design for the Xiyue Hotel. Take a look."
"Should I be looking at this?" Nianhua held the drafts, not imdiately opening them. Technically, this was a trade secret, wasn’t it?
Yicheng gave her a look that seed to chide her for her needless question, and he imdiately spread out the drafts.
Nianhua might not understand architecture, but she could vaguely make out the main design; even she couldn’t help but be amazed. There were many hotels in later years, but Yicheng’s design had a unique flair.
"In a few years, will I be able to see the Xiyue Hotel you designed by yourself, transford from paper into reality?" Nianhua’s gaze at Yicheng was filled with admiration.
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