Chapter 12 — The Second Life of the Italian Examiner

Eyes immediately opened wide.

"Is this much?"

"Calculate both basic salary and project profit sharing."

Co Yen hugged her chest.

"Miss Tham."

"I'm telling the truth."

"If you pay me like this, I'll follow you for the rest of my life."

I glanced at him.

"Don't be happy too soon."

"Next month will be even busier."

He immediately rubbed his hands.

"Just come."

About that time. Khuong Ngan visited Tieu Niem twice. The first time was at KFC. He ordered her a family fried chicken. Sit opposite and watch your child eat. And I sit next to it. Almost didn't open his mouth the whole time. The second time was at the park. He stood behind pushing the swing for Tieu Niem. I sat on the bench. Responding to emails while handling work. A moment later. He stepped forward.

"What are you busy with these days?"

"I opened the office."

His movements stopped.

"What office?"

"Design."

He looked at me.

"You opened your own company?"

"It's just an office."

"There are two people."

Khuong Ngan was silent. After a while, he asked again:

"Where does the money come from?"

"Find it yourself."

"From a previous project?"

"And the money saved in recent months."

He nodded. There was no expression on his face. After a while.

"Is your partner male or female?"

I raised my head. The corners of his lips moved slightly.

"Former colleague?"

"Same project team as before."

Khuong Ngan did not ask anymore. Just stood there watching Tieu Niem play on the slide for a while longer. Then quietly left. That evening. I received his WeChat message.

"Pay attention to safety."

"Don't work too hard."

I looked at the screen for a few seconds. Then lock the phone. No reply. By the third month from the date the office went into operation. Tri Chi Design's reputation began to spread. The cultural - tourism circle is not large. Just do a good project. New customers will find themselves. End of third month. The office simultaneously implements four projects. Total revenue reached five hundred and seventy thousand yuan. Co Yen started screaming.

"Miss Tham."

"If I don't hire more people, I'll die from work."

I looked at the tight progress table.

"Then write a recruitment notice."

"What request?"

"Know how to design."

"Can withstand running on construction sites."

"Don't be so weak."

Co Yen took notes.

"What about gender?"

"Not important."

"It's okay to get the job done."

One week later. The office recruited two more people. An architecture student has just graduated. An interior designer has worked for three years and wants to switch to the field of culture and tourism. Team of four people. Crowded into that small Republican-style building. So busy that my feet don't touch the ground. But everyone's face carries a very special source of energy. Feeling Type:

"We're doing something interesting."

I really like that feeling. Entering the fourth month. A large project proactively approached. It's not thanks to Lam Chinh Tac. It was not introduced by Mr. Tham. But the investor directly contacted me. The opponent is a culture and tourism development company belonging to a regional city in the neighboring province. Project content: Planning and design of the entire central area of the old town. Eighteen thousand square meters. Total budget: Twenty-six million yuan. Design fee: Three million two hundred thousand yuan. The person who came to exchange the surname Ngo. As Deputy General Director of the company. He sat in the reception area of his office. Eyes stopped on the photos of the Nam Hang project hanging on the wall.

"General Shen."

I smiled.

"You can just call me Tri Y."

Mr. Ngo nodded.

"Our chairman took a look at the Nam Hang project."

"He told me to come see you personally."

I raised my cup of tea.

"Thank you for your company's trust."

He shook his head.

"That's not polite."

"We looked at a lot of design teams."

"But only the street she made makes people feel real vitality."

He looked at the photos on the wall.

"Other places are finished looking like shopping centers."

I put down the tea cup.

"This project is very large in scale."

"Currently my team only has four people."

"We know."

"But in the design industry, the most important thing is not the number of employees."

"It's the host's judgment ability."

"Construction drawings can be outsourced."

"The idea, the overall plan and the ability to control the project are irreplaceable."

I thought for a few seconds.

"Give me a week."

"I want to go to the scene to survey first."

"After I return, I will give you a preliminary assessment."

Mr. Ngo stood up.

"All travel and business expenses will be paid by us."

After he left. Co Yen immediately poked her head down from the second floor.

"Miss Tham."

"I heard it all."

"Three million two hundred thousand yuan."

"So do we accept?"

I leaned back in my chair. Look up at the ceiling.

"Survey first."

"After watching, then decide."