Chapter 115 - Yuan Han Request for a Job

The Taxi driver swallowed his saliva as he spoke, and continued to speak.

"I'm a coarse old man, how could I understand that design? However, the young man was also very kind. He explained the structure and performance of the two houses to me in detail. At the time, I liked the simple work. A taxi driver like me wouldn't be able to save much money.

However, the children were also getting older. It was impossible not to buy a house. The work of Yuan Han's designer is just right for me. Compared to the other houses on the market, the price is still fair. Furthermore, it had a large area, and the interior of the house was very spacious and open. But when I saw that it was just a design, I was afraid the house wouldn't be built.

Later on, I realized that it was a competition piece, and the creator of the piece was a newbie called Yuan Han. Then she didn't let me down. The house was now in production. I've finally bought a house, and once it's built, I can move in! "

The more Taxi driver spoke, the happier he got, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

"Oh girl, the design is good. Work hard, try to be like that Yuan Han designer. Make a lot of excellent works that fit the general public. For commoners like us, we just need a few more designers like her! Several taxi drivers I knew, like me, had booked the house I was building!

I'm happy just thinking about it. I thought I wouldn't be able to afford a house for the rest of my life. I didn't expect that the house would be so good after I bought it. "

Seeing Taxi driver's happy expression, Yuan Han couldn't help but to laugh from the bottom of his heart. "She never thought that the house he designed would be so popular." Master, do you really like Yuan Han's design that much? "

Taxi driver nodded his head, "That's right, not just me, many people like her. Her design is really good."

"Haha …" Yuan Han laughed, as a designer, there was nothing that could make her happier than her own work being sold to someone else. Master, but I heard that a while ago, Yuan Han's designer seemed to be in some trouble … "Do you still believe in her that much?"

"Sigh …" That's right. I don't know what's wrong with those people, although I am a coarse old man, but I feel that it is impossible for an outstanding designer like Yuan Han to copy someone's work.

I've also heard people talking about Yuan Han copying another designer's work, but I honestly don't believe it. I am a coarse man and do not know any designers. No matter how famous that designer is, I am still willing to believe in Yuan Han. I just like the house she designed. I just think she's nice. " Taxi driver opened his mouth and asked sincerely.

Hearing Taxi driver's words, Yuan Han's tears couldn't help but flow down. She had never thought that a taxi driver she had never met could believe her so much! In the past, many of those who had doubted her ability were still her colleagues!

However, when Taxi driver saw Yuan Han's tears, he jumped in shock, and anxiously opened his mouth to speak: "Miss, what are you crying for? Did I say something wrong? "

Seeing that Taxi driver had misunderstood, Yuan Han immediately explained: "No, I also feel that Master is right. Just some... I just felt wronged for Yuan Han. "

"Yeah, looks like the girl believes in Yuan Han just like me. "I wonder if this matter will have any effect on her. If she doesn't do this in the future because of this matter, then she will lose …" Seeing that Yuan Han did not cry because of what he said, Taxi driver heaved a sigh of relief. However, she still felt pity for Yuan Han.

Yuan Han dried her tears and laughed lightly. She opened her mouth leisurely: "Master, don't worry. I believe that Yuan Han will definitely not withdraw from the design domain for this matter. She has her dreams, so she won't be defeated so easily. "

"Hmm, I'll be counting on young lady's blessings." The Taxi driver laughed and continued to drive the carriage forward. After a while, they arrived at their destination. He then stopped the car and spoke to Yuan Han: "Miss, we have arrived at the talent market."

Yuan Han nodded his head, taking out a hundred dollars from her wallet, she gave it to Taxi driver: "Thank you, Master." As she spoke, she got out of the car.

Taxi driver immediately waved his hand at Yuan Han, shouting out: "Young lady, I haven't found the money yet."

Yuan Han walked forward while shaking her head with a smile, "There's no need to look for master. You can keep the rest to buy some fruits for the children to eat."

Seeing that Yuan Han was already far away and the carriage could not stop for too long, the Taxi driver did not get out of the carriage to chase after Yuan Han. "Looks like he met a good person this time around." "Thank you, young lady." Taxi driver shouted towards Yuan Han's back.

Yuan Han stopped in her tracks, turned and waved goodbye to Taxi driver.

Precisely because of what he said on the road to Taxi driver, Yuan Han's confidence grew.

It turned out that she had always been hiding inside the horns. She had always been blinded by the voices of the outside world questioning her, thus ignoring her own true ability. So much so that every time Gu Mohan told her to believe in his ability, she thought he was just comforting her …

Now, Yuan Han finally understood. No matter how others thought of her, she wouldn't care. In the future, all she had to do was concentrate on her design. Those who understood her would naturally understand her and believe her.

Therefore, Yuan Han walked towards the talent market with a smile.

This is a very large talent scene, with a lot of hiring information. Among them, many companies set up here to recruit people. Yuan Han looked around and realized that a few of them were recruiting architects. She was in no hurry to interview them. Instead, she wrote down their companies with a notebook. She planned to study it first and see which one would be the most suitable.

As he continued to walk inside, he noticed that there were a lot of recruitment messages pasted on the walls. Yuan Han looked carefully and found a private studio.

The content of the flyer was detailed, and it introduced the work that the studio had done since its development.

However, for some reason, a large section of the flyer had been torn off. The title above was no longer visible, so Yuan Han did not know the name of the studio and who the members of the studio were. However, the address and contact number of the studio were written on the flyer.