This is what an immortal should be like

Chapter 99: Be Leniency to Those Around You

After Liu Hongyu left, the people from the third group of the China Overseas Seventh Institute did not just sit there and wait for information, but started to sketch and conceive the design.

Geological conditions are geological conditions, but seeing that even the president of Liu Group came in person, they must attach great importance to this project.

Therefore, as the design team responsible for this project, they must show their attitude and cannot just wait for the next negotiation to get the information before starting work.

In the office partition belonging to Group 3, several drawing boards were placed in a row. Even Lao Qian, who usually held a thermos cup, was drawing in front of the drawing board with a pencil.

"Hey, you guys, isn't Mr. Liu too young?"

"Not only is she young, she's also very fashionable. Her simple outfit just looks so natural!"

While drawing, someone started talking about Liu Hongyu, and the only female colleague in the group couldn't help but say.

"Did you guys take a closer look just now? Ms. Liu's skin is so beautiful, it looks so delicate, I'm jealous!"

"Don't even think about it, he's a billionaire!"

"Hey, how can you say that? I was just saying he has good skin!"

Lao Qian on the side also smiled and did not pressure the team members with his status as a superior. The work in science and engineering is serious, boring and has heavy tasks, so a relatively harmonious and relaxed atmosphere among colleagues is very important.

"I heard that Mr. Liu had a serious illness a few years ago!"

"What's the serious illness?"

The person who spoke lowered his voice and pointed to his head.

"Here! There was a previous issue of Zhonghai Times that wrote about this gossip. You know, I never miss an issue."

"You're here because the fashion section of Zhonghai Times has lots of photos of beautiful women, right?"

"Don't interrupt me, keep talking. What's wrong with you?"

At this moment, even Lao Qian pricked up his ears to listen. This kind of family gossip of the rich is still very attractive. It feels like enjoying the chaos of the world.

The person who spoke subconsciously looked around, then lowered his voice a few points.

"He's just mentally ill. It was all written in that issue of the magazine. He took his dreams seriously. He wanted to cultivate immortality. It's said that this was a secret even among the Liu family's top brass. Now it seems like he's still a little bit unrecoverable, don't you think?"

When Lao Qian heard this, he said with a serious expression.

"Other things are fine, but you can't say that! You can say that it was because of your previous experience that Mr. Liu had some investment inspiration."

"Yeah, that's right, that's it!" "Yeah, those great directors sometimes get their inspiration from dreams too!"

"Speaking of which, does 'Zhonghai Times' dare to post such gossip?"

The person who spoke first made a few "tsk tsk tsk" sounds and laughed.

"I guess they thought it was just like those celebrity gossips, no big deal. But I'm a regular reader of the magazine, and I know that although that issue was preserved, the editorial department later laid off two editors, permanently banned a contributor, and even replaced the editor-in-chief."

Some of the people were shocked while others laughed secretly.

At this moment, someone else came over with a large stack of information and placed it on a large table. In addition to some previous manuscripts and drawings, there were also many photos of ancient buildings.

"See if there are any suitable ones here." "Come on, everyone, have a look!"

Several people stopped writing and walked over, looking at the drawings and photos, discussing things with each other while looking through them.

However, Lao Qian felt uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it. He was still thinking about what his colleagues had just said in his mind, and gradually he had some inspiration.

"Well, actually, what I just said is not without reason. Perhaps Mr. Liu really has some nostalgia for that period of time, and wealthy people like them have the ability to present the absurdity of the past."

"Oh yes, Director Zhou has a good relationship with them, maybe they are planning to make a movie together!"

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

The person who took the information was not there just now, so he didn't know what Lao Qian was talking about.

"Don't interrupt me. I'll tell you later. Team leader, do you have an idea?"

Old Qian nodded and pointed to the many photos and drawings on the table.

"These things are either ancient buildings or recreated to resemble ancient ones, but they don't fundamentally match the grandeur and artistic conception that Mr. Liu described. He said the key is artistic conception! But I think the so-called artistic conception is actually because these buildings lack grandeur. At least, they don't meet Mr. Liu's expectations. In other words, they can't meet the client's requirements!"

Liu did say that even if the project might not be built, the money for the drawings should still be paid.

But the prerequisite is to produce drawings that meet the requirements of Party A. If you can't even meet the other party's requirements, it is possible that they will not pass the review and the other party will refuse to acknowledge the work and pay. The Seventh Hospital has encountered such a situation before.

As he spoke, Lao Qian looked at the person who had just spoken.

"By the way, I remember you have a habit of collecting magazines. Do you still have that issue of Zhonghai Times?"

"Which issue?"

"Which other issue could it be? That's the one I just mentioned!"

"Oh, yes, yes, I'll bring it to work tomorrow?"

Old Qian thought for a moment.

"Go back and get it now, and we'll discuss it right away when you come back!"

Since the team leader has spoken, the team members will of course nod in agreement.

Half an hour later, the three groups took a break, and that team member pedaled his bicycle until it smoked, quickly walked back and forth between the design institute and his home, and brought back a copy of "China Overseas Times" from a few years ago.

When the magazine arrived, three groups of people gathered together to read the article about Liu Hongyu.

After reviewing the design, the three groups exchanged glances, and even Old Qian had a sense of what was happening. "Perhaps this is a continuation of Mr. Liu's previous vision. So if we want to meet the client's requirements and produce the final design, we have to break the mold and not be limited to the existing materials. We need more creativity!"

"Something grander?" "Something that breaks the mold?"

"But it's unrealistic to make ancient buildings too complex and tall. It's too difficult to realize, and the key is the material limitations."

"Isn't it limited? Ours is an imitation of an ancient building, not a real ancient one. How can we compare the ancient times with our modern times? What was difficult to achieve in ancient times can be done in modern times. The emergence of steel structures has fundamentally changed the rules of architecture and opened up new ideas!"

"What if it's not what we think?"

"Hey, what are you afraid of? This is just a rough sketch. Just to set a direction. Draw more and mix in some conventional ideas. After they choose a plan, we can produce the drawings. The key now is to hit that point!"

Lao Qian is worthy of being one of the first people to obtain a senior professional title. Although he is old, his thinking in his field is still active.

The three groups of people also gradually opened up their minds. They simply discarded the previous sketches, abandoned the constraints of those conventional shapes, and were able to blend various types of styles.

In Lao Qian’s words: The information we see is all from the mortal world. The immortals’ palaces and palaces are not subject to these restrictions!

Once their minds were opened up, the sketches of several designers became more imaginative.

But based on my own professional qualities, the sketches will not be too out of the ordinary. They are always filled with the beauty of ancient Chinese charm and are powered by my own imagination. After all, they are just sketches, which can be revised later when the plan is finalized. Now I don’t have to worry about whether they are practical or not. I will just draw out everything I dare to think but dare not create, and have fun with it!
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Of course, Liu Hongyu didn't know that the group of designers were already excited. In fact, he still had a lot of things to arrange.

While Liu Lei was handling company affairs these two days, he was also personally accompanying Liu Hongyu to facilitate the arrangements of some of the boss's requirements.

For example, arranging people to start collecting ancient books, arranging people to forge some reasonable exploration reports, etc.

Of course, the notice of the board meeting was also sent out. This time, because Liu Hongyu said that he had more time, it was scheduled for ten days later. With such a long time, even if he was traveling around the world, he could still make it in time.

In the afternoon, Liu Hongyu had returned home. Of course, this was not the home of the Yinxian Valley Medical Clinic, but the villa where he used to live.

The place is still very clean and someone cleans it every day. The nanny who looks more like an intellectual older sister brought people and greeted Liu Hongyu at the door with a smile.

As soon as the car stopped and the door opened, the nanny led everyone to bow to Liu Hongyu.

"Boss, you are back!"

Liu Hongyu looked out of the car door. The nanny looked to be in her early thirties, but her exact age should be already over forty. Liu Hongyu remembered that she was the one who took care of him when he was a child.

Liu Hongyu even had some absurd ideas at that time. He thought Aunt Lu was beautiful and gentle, and wanted her to be his mother. He even encouraged his father to take action against the nanny. The end result was that Liu Shihao became furious and beat him up severely.

It was also the first time that Dad solemnly told Liu Hongyu in the most straightforward way that even if he wanted to vent his anger, he must not touch the people around him.

From that time on, perhaps sensing his son was on the wrong track, Liu Shihao became increasingly harsh on Liu Hongyu, and within a few years, Liu Hongyu suffered a mental illness attack.
All the memories in my mind flashed away, just like the smoke that disappeared
Liu Hongyu got out of the car carrying the sword case and smiled at the nanny.

"Aunt Lu, please let the others go and rest first. I don't need anyone to wait on me. You guys come with me, Aunt Lu, come too!"

After Liu Hongyu finished speaking, he walked away first with the sword case, and behind him came Leng Zhiheng, who came out of the trunk carrying a mountaineering bag, and Liu Lei, who got out of the car together.

About two minutes later, Liu Hongyu returned to the balcony of his room, and Liu Lei, Leng Zhiheng and the nanny also came in.

These three people and the people they can lead are considered an important legacy left by Liu Shihao to his son.

When a person's status and wealth reach a certain level, the most precious thing is often not money and property. Trust often outweighs simple talent. This is why some powerful people in history sometimes do stupid things.

And if someone is both trustworthy and capable, then he or she is even more precious.

These three people are also people that Liu Hongyu absolutely trusts in the Liu Group. To some extent, their relationship is more than just that of boss and subordinates.

"Boss, where is your bag?"

Leng Zhiheng asked, but Liu Hongyu didn't turn around. Instead, he sat on the chair on the balcony and waved his finger towards him.

So Leng Zhiheng took the bag and walked over, and the other two followed.

Liu Hongyu took the backpack and placed it at his feet. He ignored the three people standing next to him and opened the bag to search.

Ancient costumes and the like were taken out and put aside, while the nanny naturally took the clothes to the room and hung them up.

Afterwards, Liu Hongyu took out a few books and finally pulled out a flowered cloth bag from inside.

"Well, this is it!"

As he spoke, Liu Hongyu took something out of the bag. The three of them looked and found that it was a big round orange.

"orange?"

Leng Zhiheng asked in confusion, while Liu Hongyu nodded with a smile.
"To be exact, it's a tangerine, just rounder and plumper. It looks like an orange outside. This thing is easy to preserve, so I took it!"

Liu Hongyu turned around and looked at the three of them and explained.

"Don't underestimate these oranges. The orange tree that bears them is located in the center of the orange grove in Hidden Immortal Valley, which is the center of the formation."

Liu Hongyu seemed to be imagining something and paused before continuing.

"The plants are very tall, but they don't produce many fruits. These oranges don't fall in the wind, don't wilt in the frost, don't fall in autumn and summer, and don't wither in winter and spring. Everyone in the valley subconsciously keeps them. I just picked these few and took them away!"

The nanny frowned, Liu Lei seemed to be thinking about something, and Leng Zhiheng couldn't help muttering.

"So evil?"

Liu Hongyu glared at Leng Zhiheng.

"What do you mean by 'weird'? A better word would be 'magical'!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Hongyu gently scratched the orange in his hand a few times with his sword finger, and then the orange peel cracked, as if torn to all sides by an invisible force, revealing the flesh inside.

Just by tearing the orange peel, a fresh fruity fragrance will overflow, and in a short time the fragrance will fill the surroundings and remain strong.

The three of them stared at the orange in Liu Hongyu's hand with wide eyes. The flesh was crystal clear, and the white silk on it also looked clear and delicate. The whole thing looked like flawless white jade silk attached to a lustrous glass.
It was also the first time for Liu Hongyu to peel the orange. After all, no one in the valley had touched the tree. He was shocked when he saw it, and thought to himself, this must be a spiritual fruit in the sense of immortality, right?
(End of this chapter)