Soon, thousands of people from the real estate industry came to the hall and looked at the scattered sculptures on both sides and were silent. Qin Ye looked at them and almost everyone was soaked in the slaughter, and the yin energy on his body was obviously much weaker.

They are not humans, but they are also creatures. Perhaps no creature will be willing to get wet in the rain.

"The underworld has just begun to be established, and the scale of manpower and financial resources is limited, so everyone will just do it." He said lightly: "This hall is called Ghost Pass, which covers a wide area. It is the main hall and the sides are side halls. In order to show sincerity and caution, we go to the side hall to hold a meeting."

Or sitting on the futon at Dizang's feet is too shattering.

He has also seen the side hall. Although the facilities are simple, they are not bad. What’s important is that it looks like a conference room, at least the tables and chairs are enough...

No one talked nonsense, Gao Dahu's past lessons were right in front of him, and more than a thousand people followed Qin Ye safely to the gate of the side hall. Qin Ye glanced at him: "There are more people, who has worked as a clerk? I have raised my hands and worked for more than three years."

Dozens of hands were raised.

"You, you, and you..." Qin Ye drew a random circle: "You three, I will be the recorders later."

"Now, department managers, ministers and people who have held above positions are out of the list."

This time I had fewer hands, and only seven of them raised up.

Enough... Qin Ye was very satisfied, there were many people and chaos. The underworld is still a small village now and cannot withstand the toss and troubles.

"Okay, the person who just named me now comes in." Qin Ye pushed open the door and walked in first, and the others followed immediately.

This is the left side hall, which is large, about the size of a football field, and the decoration is empty, with only a fifty-meter round table and a mountain of chairs on one side.

There are not many tables, no lounge chairs, and no landscape paintings. Oh, there are hundreds of palace lanterns floating above my head. However, there are no candles.

"It's a bit shabby, everyone will just do it." Qin Ye also felt that his skin was hot. It was not shabby... This was simply a huge slum!

In a normal picture, a Yan Luo held his first industry gathering, which should be like this.

First, hold the door knocker of the golden beast inlaid and push open the door of the red painted golden door nail. Inside is a group of beautiful ghosts, including Ba Mei, Bing Mei, Yan Mei, etc.

Qing Yishui'er's long sleeves fluttering, her clothes are flying fairies, or Qing Yishui's slim cheongsam.

He was carrying fragrant tea and fruit plates of specialty products from the underworld. On one side was the five-star red flag, on the other side was the unique flag of the underworld, and in the middle was a huge photo of himself. A brand of dark tables and chairs lined up in front of them, and a stepped audience seat below.

As they came on stage, the elite ghosts of the industry below burst into applause, and the money paper fluttered... Well... why is it becoming more and more like a mourning hall? Has their aesthetic view been deviated?

In short, it is definitely not like this silent bird that is now cold and has a clear tea.

Oh, no.

There is no tea.

"Sit." He forced himself to cheer up, waved his hand, maintaining the smile of the superior, and letting everyone sit down.

If he is depressed, he still expects others to build an underworld?

Everyone sat down slowly. He looked around and found that there were some middle-aged men, some old men, but only one. He cleared his throat and said, "I announce that the first Yinsi Construction Summit will start immediately."

The five recorders at the back were writing quickly, and there was a rustling sound.

He looked carefully at Qin Ye's expression and continued, "It's not that there are no people who understand ancient buildings, but how many of these people are there? One hundred thousandth? One millionth? They know how to put beams in ancient times? How to build ancient buildings? Without modern equipment, adults may be more difficult to construct."

"Minister Hu is right." Qian Tianyi followed up: "This is just a hard condition. In fact, before the construction starts, there are still many soft conditions. For example... what style of building do you want to build?"

Qin Ye was stunned.

He vaguely felt that he seemed to have forgotten something?

Seeing him frowning, everyone was immediately silent. Qin Ye reacted and smiled and said, "Minister Qian continues. I am not familiar with the construction industry, but I just remembered something."

Everyone felt relieved.

In the world of the world, who doesn’t have hundreds of people under their command? How many engineering teams are calculated in billions of dollars.

But...even if they attend the company conference, they are not as nervous as they are now.

This is the master of five steps of blood splashing in one sentence...

Qian Tianyi swallowed. He hated others to call him "former minister" the most in the world?

But now, he could only hold it in his arms. The smile on his face was extremely sincere: "That's right, sir, have you never thought about what kind of building you want to build?"

Qin Ye's eyes flashed suddenly, and he seemed to understand what he had forgotten.

drawing!

Architectural drawings! Drawings issued by the Design Institute!

The building is not just about repairing a house. What is the house like and what structure, all it takes to be drawn by the design institute! Then it is handed over to the construction company.

For example, if Qin Ye wants to build his new underworld, he can even build it into Dubai!

At the same time, he could also become a small courtyard in Suzhou during the Yuan and Ming dynasties, a high-ranking family in the Tang and Song dynasties, and even the Afang Palace.

Now no one knows what style he wants, how to set it?

"Who will make a picture?" he asked with his head raised.

The seven people looked at each other. After a few seconds, Song Ming coughed lightly: "There are very few people in the design institute, most of them have backgrounds, and not many people can enter... Or, please ask the people outside?"

Before Qin Ye could speak, a recorder immediately ran out sensiblely. Ten minutes later, he ran back panting and shook his head gasping, "Sir, there is no one from the Design Institute."

Qin Ye rubbed his eyebrows in pain. Walking across the mountain, he forgot the most important thing.

And he discovered something.

It takes more than ten minutes to go out to ask questions in such a big side hall, which is too troublesome.

Let outsiders wait?

No, some guidelines cannot be known to too many people.

"Holding the grass... Is this a fucking power to the underworld in the future? Provide mobile phone and signal services?! Isn't this... too exaggerated?"

Pulling back his mind, he spoke calmly: "Leave this matter to me, and everyone will continue."

He said with a smile: "This is the first Yinsi Construction Industry Summit. Even if the scene is a little shabby, I believe that your experience and wisdom will not be shabby... right?"

"Of course." These ministers who were in the world who were snoring in their lives all felt a sudden heart and began to think about a difficult question wildly.

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