Chapter 677 Design (Please Subscribe!)

Piano and flute ensemble.

Tang Qing inevitably thought crooked.

Some people play the piano, and naturally some people play.

cough cough.

We are serious people, how can we be so evil?

sin.

sin.

But Tang Qing was planning how to fool Lin Jiaxue into agreeing.

Would you like to watch a movie together?

good idea.

Tang Qing discovered that once a person's thoughts become evil, they can't be restrained, like a flood that bursts a dyke, gushing endlessly and echoing in his heart.

. . .

After sending Lin Jiaxue downstairs, Tang Qing turned around and went to her class.

Nothing to say.

There is no place in the back.

Tang Qing put the textbook in the first row by the window.

This place has become Tang Qing's exclusive seat. For more than half a month, no matter what class or classroom, the whole class knows that Tang Qing likes to sit by the window. The girls are very conscious and don't occupy seats. Dare, because girls don't do it.

How dare you grab the position of our male god.

I don't want to mess up.

Just sat down for a while.

An old friend sat next to Tang Qing.

Scholar in the class.

You must know that this is Fudan University. The proportion of students who love to study is very high. The front row seats are not very popular, but they are also occupied. At first, there were girls sitting next to Tang Qing. Later, under pressure, they were replaced by The scholar in the class.

The school tyrant's name is Zhu Zhiyuan, and he is actually a year younger than Tang Qing. He skips grades, wears glasses, and has the exclusive expression of a scholar tyrant—stupid and unspeakable. Of course, it is not ruled out that some school tyrants are eloquent.

‘Brother Tang, good morning. ' Zhu Zhiyuan smiled shyly.

Tang Qing replied "Morning", he had a good impression of Zhu Zhiyuan, polite, self-disciplined and hardworking.

Done.

Zhu Zhiyuan took out the book and opened it. It was the same as in high school, with dense notes and lines.

Zhu Zhiyuan still maintains the original study habits. Tang Qing knew that Zhu Zhiyuan's family was not in good condition. Like many families, he hoped that his son would become a dragon, and Zhu Zhiyang also lived up to his expectations and was admitted to Fudan University.

Usually live frugally.

It can be seen from the clothes that it is incomparable to Tang Qing's.

Tang Qing really wanted to wear ordinary clothes, but how could the sub-designers of Shengtang Group use ordinary materials for their chairman, all of them are the best, regardless of cost and working hours.

It is still sent every month, and together with Lin Jiaxue's clothes, there are always a dozen of his.

He also had a phone call with Qi Yan before.

Don't make clothes for him. Unfortunately, Qi Yan also said confidently, "You are the chairman of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Of course, you must wear the best and most fashionable clothes in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. It can be regarded as an advertisement for the prosperous Tang Dynasty." ’

then.

No need to say, Tang Qing feels that if this continues, he will have to make a room for his clothes. Fortunately, the villa is very big and there are many rooms. Thinking about it, Tang Qing feels that his thoughts are getting more and more biased.

shook his head.

Just do the right thing.

Tang Qing took out a drawing book and prepared to draw a model diagram of an electric car.

Knowing that Tang Qing's painting skills can be called a monster, and his imagination is rich.

You know, no matter how good you think, talent is what you can show. Therefore, the second uncle's electric car shape design was handed over to Tang Qing, who asked him to provide some basic design drawings.

No way, who told him to send the word 'normal' to the electric car designed by other companies that the second uncle showed him. Tang Qing said it was normal. Tang Kai directly voided the previous design drawings and let the design company start over.

At the same time, Tang Qing was given a task, which is this.

Tang Qing really felt that the appearance of those electric cars was too ordinary.

In this era, it can be said that it is very fashionable.

But after ten years, it's almost impossible to watch.

Tang Qing did not perform the painting skills like a robot, but slowly painted, each stroke was carefully thought out.

Um.

good.

Tang Qing lamented his talent.

Design drawings, or renderings, Tang Qing did not draw a single side, up and down, left and right, and even made the propaganda poster himself. Soon, a car was speeding on the highway. . . Electric cars appeared in front of us.

Tang Qing thought carefully.

It seems that this one is more suitable for motorcycles, or a concept car. No, it is better to control the talent. Mass production of such a dazzling thing is too wasteful.

"Brother Tang, this is a motorcycle?" Zhu Zhiyuan glanced at it and asked.

Tang Qing turned to look at Zhu Zhiyuan. He wanted to ask: How did you know it was this motorcycle? I don't have an exhaust pipe at all.

"That's right." Tang Qing smiled.

Zhu Zhiyuan praised: "Tang Qing, your painting skills are really good, you can draw such a beautiful painting in a few strokes."

"It's okay, practice makes perfect, plus a little talent." Tang Qing smiled.

"Brother Tang like motorcycles?" Zhu Zhiyuan asked again.

Tang Qing shook his head and said, "I'm not interested in cars at all. I'm here to help a company design an electric car. I didn't expect to come up with this. It's really not suitable. ."

Zhu Zhiyuan's eyes were full of admiration.

Designer.

To be able to design such a beautiful car, Tang Qing is really talented.

Zhu Zhiyuan asked, "Is this car fixed?"

"No, I haven't handed in the manuscript yet. I will try to draw more these days." Tang Qing said, the draft is good on Friday, and he must at least produce a work that is very satisfactory. It's none of his business, more is better than less.

Open the second page.

Tang Qing fell into thought again.

Not too sci-fi, not too complicated, not exaggerated. . . . .

The first get out of class is over.

Tang Qing finally designed the first electric car with a decent appearance. The style is cute and it mainly focuses on the women's electric car market. One final version was finalized, and Tang Qing began to conceive the second one.

The second get out of class is over.

Tang Qing got three relatively good models.

It seems to be very fast, but the remaining seven models are not so easy to think about, because many ideas will overlap. Once they overlap, Tang Qing has no interest in adding them. He has to make a feature of each one.

Just when the bell rang for the second get out of class.

The information from the earphone made Tang Qing's face change.

. . . . . .

Africa.

Southern Congo.

Thirty or so chaotic vehicles were driving fast on the highway, including pickups, sedans, off-road vehicles, and trucks, including a potash truck with a large special emblem on it.

It is the company emblem of Zhongyu Tewei.

Inside a black Toyota off-road.

Chai Ren's hands were chained.

On both sides were two big black men with smells all over their bodies.

His two bodyguards were treated the same on the truck behind him. In the trunk of the truck, a dozen Chinese people were tied up, and two black men with guns were talking and laughing, holding the words just now in their mouths. Cigarettes from their pockets.

One by one eyes blazing fiercely.

Chai Ren looked bitter.

I didn't expect to come here to inspect the iron ore, but I was kidnapped by a group of unknown people. It seems that the other party had planned it long ago. As for the other party's purpose, Chai Ren can also think of it, it is nothing more than money.

It stands to reason that he would not come here to inspect for no reason.

It's just that everything was fine during this time, the iron ore was fine, the safety of the iron ore was fine, and hundreds of employees were not attacked by anyone. Go to the capital of the Congolese State to meet old classmates, and then fly directly to South Africa.

Now it seems.

A bit of a fierce attitude.

There are not many regrets. There are so many Chinese employees who are working on mining and construction here. Everyone is human. If others can come, he, the boss, is afraid that he will not be able to come. Besides, nothing happened during this time.

Just finished inspecting the iron ore.

On the way back after dinner.

Their group of six cars was blocked, and they couldn't get out at all. Originally, they still had weapons, but there were more than one guy stuck on the opposite shoulder, and they lost Sparta in an instant.

Their guns are pistols.

The only cool thing is the weapons on the potash car.

It's a pity, even if it is powerful, there is only one RPG, but it can't match the six RPGs on the shoulders of six black people, Africa, or the Democratic Republic of the Congo. Chai Ren thinks such a configuration is not too much.

In the end there was no way.

The enemy is outnumbered and the equipment is not dominant, so he can only surrender.