1546: Zhou Dasha's Lavishness (3 More)

Xia Xiaolan really tried her best.

Trying hard to refuse.

She thought Kissinger would be angry, but Mr. Partner's disappointment turned into disappointment, and she regained her spirits in an instant:

"It doesn't matter if you don't stay! You are in charge of Mrs. Wilson's commission, and I want Nigel to do it with you, what do you think? If you don't like working with Nigel, and Galton... oh , we have a Lisa!"

A female architect of &np, who also participated in the design of Wilson's new hotel before.

It's really hard for women architects to get ahead in this line of work.

Seeing that Kissinger and Xia Xiaolan arranged for a collaborating architect, it was at the end that Lisa made up the number.

"Then Lisa, we have worked together before, and it should be a good match."

Lisa is not a senior architect, and she is not a top-notch architect in Hoffman's team. Because of this, she will not take away Xia Xiaolan's dominance.

Xia Xiaolan needs someone to cooperate, not an uncle to boss her around.

Originally, whether the Wilsons had ulterior motives was enough for her to worry, and she was the one who was beaten for no reason. The dominance of the opera renovation was also taken away by a strong collaborating architect. Then why bother Xia Xiaolan!

"There is another Matthew, I need Matthew Carlton as an assistant, and we cooperate well."

Oh, and another intern named Matthew.

For such an intern, it doesn't matter if Xia Xiaolan has to go a dozen times, since she is doing errands in the office anyway.

"Okay, you can take someone to Broadway 53rd Street tomorrow to measure the scene. After all the data is out, make a conceptual design plan for Mrs. Wilson to review, and then talk about the next plan after she confirms it."

Mrs. Wilson provided the address and some photos, but how to renovate, the budget is closely related to the plan provided by gmp, there is no accurate measurement data, and I don't know the situation on site, everything is nonsense.

Xia Xiaolan is still clear about this process.

In other words, she has to go to Broadway tomorrow?

I just came back from there yesterday, and I don't know how Zhou Yi is doing.

...

At this time, Zhou Yi was not as miserable as Xia Xiaolan imagined.

The language barrier made her terrified.

After all, you have money in your pocket. If you only eat in the cafeteria, $1,000 is very durable.

Zhou Yi's dormitory has a roommate from the Middle East. The other party has already read level 107. There is no problem in daily communication in English, but he seems to have a bad temper.

When entering and leaving, the door is often slammed, and Zhou Yi doesn't know what it is.

Except for the roommate's bad temper, language barrier, and unable to keep up with the language teacher's progress on the first day of class, Zhou Yi is still very satisfied with other places.

On the first night of reporting at the language school, Zhou Yi remembered that she wanted to report safety to the country.

Zhou Wenbang answered the phone, definitely encouraging her to study hard in the United States:

"Xiaolan said that you did very well in the United States, you were very independent, and you didn't lose my old face. I hope you can keep it up!"

Zhou Yi was going to talk about the language school, but when she was interrupted by Zhou Wenbang, she forgot what she was going to say.

Zhou Wenbang seldom praised her, which was already a compliment.

Zhou Yi herself agrees with what her father said:

"Of course, I see that Xiaolan is very busy with her internship in the firm, so I will let her go back first. I can handle the school affairs myself."

She still found the cafeteria, and settled in the dormitory by herself, without anyone's help!

Zhou Yi deliberately ignored how tortuous the process of finding the cafeteria was.

She also forgot to complain about the bad temper of her Middle Eastern roommate.

Zhou Wenbang also knew that she could only listen to praise but not listen to criticism, and he kept praising her for being smart.

"Anyway, if you want to go back to China, you should pass the language barrier earlier. I believe you won't have to take too long."

Zhou Yi patted her chest and promised to study hard.

Zhou Wenbang reminded her to have more contact with her classmates at school: "Don't only interact with Chinese people, then you will always stay in the comfort zone, and progress will be very slow without pressure!"

Zhou Wenbang said something, and she nodded.

Before hanging up, ask if the child has spoken to her.

Zhou Wenbang was speechless, "She cried for a while last night, but was coaxed by your mother later."

Zhou Yi still wants to call Yuan Han.

The place where Yuan Han went was too remote, and it was inconvenient to answer the phone. Zhou Yi called this time, and the phone had a strong local accent. She couldn't understand it, and the other party didn't seem to understand Mandarin. Zhou Yi was so angry that she hung up the phone.

International calls are still expensive.

Zhou Yi and her father chatted a few more words. She, who has always been generous, felt distressed about the phone bill for the first time.

Anyway, still guarding the phone, Zhou Yi dug out the contact information joan gave yesterday, which was the hotel joan was staying in New York.

Joan said that he would contact her when he was settled. Zhou Yi thought about it and still called her.

Unexpectedly, joan received a call and said that he happened to be doing errands nearby, so he could stop by and see Zhou Yi.

"You went to school successfully, shall I invite you to dinner?"

Zhou Yi was overjoyed: "You helped me, I haven't thanked you yet, it must be my treat!"

Joan didn't compete with her, so he happily made an appointment with Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi waited at the school gate for less than 20 minutes when a taxi stopped with the window halfway open.

open, revealing Joan's well-groomed face.

To say that the most beautiful person Zhou Yi has ever seen must be Xia Xiaolan.

But Xia Xiaolan's daily dress is very casual, definitely not as delicate as joan.

"I am here!"

Zhou Yi waved his hand.

Ye Xiaoqiong took off the sunglasses from the bridge of her nose, "Get in the car, I'll take you to a restaurant."

Zhou Yi's $1,000 hasn't been spent much yet, and she is very confident in what restaurants to eat. She really followed Ye Xiaoqiong into the car.

Ye Xiaoqiong chose a mid-range restaurant, and Zhou Yi insisted on treating guests at checkout.

Seeing that she was carrying so much cash, Ye Xiaoqiong's eyes flashed:

"It's not safe to carry so much cash in the US, you should keep it in the bank and only use checks every day. Just bring some change with you."

"Joan, thank you for reminding me that I didn't have time to do this today."

Zhou Yi knew that she had to deposit the money in the bank, and she also read the safety manual given by Xia Xiaolan.

But she can't speak the language, and she is more stage fright to do these businesses.

No time is an excuse, and it is a day to procrastinate.

Zhou Yi didn't find it inconvenient to use cash.

She also did not worry about her Middle Eastern roommate, so she took all her belongings with her.

Ye Xiaoqiong smiled and said nothing.

Zhou Yi is really useless except that her family background is stronger than her. How unfair fate is, such a worthless person can change the fate of others at will...

"Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."

Ye Xiaoqiong walked out of the restaurant.

This restaurant is not far from Zhou Yi's school and is also very close to Chinatown.

When night falls, sin also breeds.

Seeing Ye Xiaoqiong alone, two men walked towards her slowly, Ye Xiaoqiong took out a small pistol:

"Do you want to rob me? You might have a chance to subdue me, or you might get hit by me... So why take the risk, I have a better idea here."