Chapter 186 Young Professor Chen

The contract was signed with Gu Zhiqiang.

Ye Sihai sent Lu Dazhuang and Sister Ting back respectively.

Then he bought a cart of snacks and took Liu Hanhan to the orphanage.

drive home.

Over the next two days, he decorated his home with the newly arrived furniture and lamps.

After three full days of work, everything except one wine cellar finally came to a perfect end.

On the morning of the fourth day, Professor Feng Ping and Professor Chen came with two students.

They came to deliver the first rendering of the nursing home to Ye Sihai.

As a result, Ye Sihai was called to the old town by Professor Chen before even taking a few glances at the picture.

"Professor, slow down!"

"Uncle Feng, why are you more anxious than me?"

Ye Sihai didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

These two old men were more interested than him.

Feng Ping glared at Ye Sihai:

"Your money is very easy to make, can we not be interested in it?"

Professor Chen's two favorite students, Wei Ming and Wang Xingren, were snickering on the side.

In the last design drawing, they each shared 200,000 yuan, which was considered a huge profit.

After being glanced at by Feng Ping, the two people hurriedly ran towards Professor Chen.

"Teacher, please slow down."

"Teacher, let me help you."

Professor Chen's steps were like wind, and he didn't look like an old man at all.

too fast.

The two young men actually couldn't keep up.

Ye Sihai simply stopped following and stayed far behind with Feng Ping.

"Uncle Feng, I think Professor Chen is happy about this?"

Feng Ping laughed:

"Sure enough, I can't hide this from your kid's discerning eyes."

It turned out that what Professor Chen compiled based on Ye Sihai's ideas not only received key attention from the Ministry of Education, but also set up a pilot postgraduate site at Fucheng University.

Professor Chen is the subject leader.

Highly talented students in the construction industry across the country will gather under Professor Chen.

Ye Sihai couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

This old man will become a great master in the future.

In the previous life, the new concept of environmental protection that put people first and integrated human settlements was indeed a discipline when done well.

And it’s also super artistic.

No wonder he looks several years younger.

"Sihai, Sihai, you said you...!"

Feng Ping looked at Ye Sihai with complicated eyes:

"How on earth do you have such a long head? I am also very likely to win this year's category architecture award."

Ye Sihai quickly smiled and congratulated.

Feng Ping said with some regret:

"I'm being superficial. I should wait until your resort is up and then apply for awards. That way you can definitely win the World Architecture Award."

“Then can’t we just retaliate?”

Ye Sihai was very curious.

Feng Ping shook the drawing in his hand and said regretfully:

"Within five years, the previous winner cannot apply again. This is a rule."

"Ah? Forget it, I'm still planning to complete it within three years. When my little fiancée graduates, the resort will open and the wedding will be held together."

Feng Ping...!

He reached out and wanted to hit someone.

How old are you?

You will only be twenty-two in four years.

Comparing people to each other makes people angry.

Feng Ping thought of the resentful sons in his family and quickly reached out to touch his chest.

He was afraid that he would get too excited and faint.

Seeing Professor Chen leading two students around the old town, Ye Sihai simply took Feng Ping to the beach.

"Uncle Feng, this is the position."

Ye Sihai pointed to the corner on the beach and said:

"Two meters wide, about fifty meters long."

Floating bridges are easy to say but extremely difficult to build.

Gambling is not something that ordinary people can do.

For a temporary floating bridge, it is naturally impossible to install permanent cement piles, but steel pipes must also be used.

Ye Sihai can do it too, mainly because he is lazy.

Uncle Mei has recently been obsessed with renovating his broken ship and has no time to talk to him.

Therefore, professional matters should be left to professionals.

Feng Ping observed the terrain and was a little curious:

"Why do you want a pontoon?"

Ye Sihai chuckled:

"I bought a motorboat and a speedboat and they will arrive tomorrow."

Feng Ping nodded:

"Then I've got it figured out. What do you think if I build a temporary wooden house for you here?"

Ye Sihai was full of surprises:

"That's what I mean. Also, you have to find a road for me, but you have to keep the beach as it is as much as possible."

Feng Ping...!

This kid has a lot of problems.

If you give me a lot of money, you can say whatever you want.

For the sake of money, I don’t even need a few hairs on my head.

Looking around, Feng Ping said:

"Sihai, it's quite difficult to transform this beach."

"Yeah, but I have a way."

Feng Ping was noncommittal:

"The biological chain has been completely destroyed. You see, there is nothing on this beach, unless you build a new biological chain, but the investment in this is definitely a huge sum of money."

Feng Ping naturally hoped that Ye Sihai would spend as much money as possible.

At least in the next few years, his company will rely on Ye Sihai to support and grow.

But he still wanted to say what needed to be said.

At least give me a reference.

Whether Ye Sihai listens or not, and how much he listens, is his business.

How did Feng Ping know that things that were extremely difficult for others were the easiest for Ye Sihai.

There was a guy standing in front of him.

Wait until the two of them return to the old town...!

"Professor...! Do you fight like this?"

Ye Sihai looked at the old man in shock, unable to laugh or cry for a moment.

The old man is in such a sorry state.

There were weed seeds all over his trouser legs, and there were patches of dirt all over his body.

He also held a drawing board in his hand, holding a pencil to write and draw there.

Wei Ming and Wang Xingren who followed behind also looked helpless.

Feng Ping smiled and cursed:

"Old man, are you in a hurry? You can't run away anyway. Why don't you bring all the newly recruited graduate students here after a while and let you create a research topic specifically for you."

Professor Chen then thought about it and thought it was right.

He directly put the pencil to his ear and stretched out his hand towards Ye Sihai:

"You have to give me money!"

Ye Sihai...!

"I'll give it to you, Professor, can we go back? I'll treat you to something nice at noon."

As soon as he heard that there was good wine, Professor Chen immediately became energetic:

"It can't be worse than the iron-covered thatch I bought you to drink, right?"

Ye Sihai chuckled:

"Guess further away."

Professor Chen’s eyes suddenly lit up:

"Is it thirty years old?"

"Guess again."

"Fifty years?"

"Keep guessing."

"You little bastard, do you believe I'm going to kick you into the ditch?"

Professor Chen was angry.

This guy is really rich.

The rich man didn't run away.

But fifty-year-old Maozi is not so easy to get.

Of course, money can buy anything.

But if Maozi is more than fifty years old, it can only be eighty years old.

Just kidding?

I'm afraid even the veteran cadres in the capital wouldn't be able to drink it easily even if Mao Zi is eighty years old?

Ye Sihai started to sell things:

"Old man, you will know when the time comes. It will definitely surprise you and make you brag about it for a lifetime."

Professor Chen glanced at Feng Ping, and both of them were shocked.

Ye Sihai, this kid, doesn't lie.

He speaks more truthfully than a monk.

What kind of good wine is worthy of him showing off like this?

Gudong!

Professor Chen actually swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Ye Sihai...!

did not hear it.

Professor Chen couldn't help but blush, turned to the two students and cursed:

"What are you doing standing here? Are there no life in your eyes?"

Wei Ming and Wang Xingren...!

So aggrieved.