"When renovating, if you happen to like black and he likes colors, and neither of you will give in, can you guess how many newlyweds end up divorcing because of renovation?"
Guo Lan patted Rong Qingqing’s hand. "Now it’s all good. Shen Jue says he’s leaving it to you, so later he can’t say anything bad about how you decorated it. If he dares, I’ll be the first to scold him."
Rong Qingqing pointed at her own nose.
Shen Jue’s marital home handed over to her for renovation?
She’s not someone from a design company, why leave it to her?
She doesn’t care if Shen Jue likes black, white, blue, or green.
"Aunt, it’s better to leave the renovation to Shen Jue. Whatever style he likes, just do it that way, no need to consider me, I’m not bothered at all." After all, she won’t be living there.
After speaking, Rong Qingqing made an excuse that she was tired from shopping all day and then quickly slipped away upstairs.
Guo Lan couldn’t hold Rong Qingqing back this time. Watching her back, Guo Lan stood there and sighed.
"These two kids..." Guo Lan said, "Ah Jue doesn’t care, Qingqing doesn’t care either, their marital home can’t just rely entirely on my opinion as an elder, can it?"
When Lin Bufan came in, Guo Lan was just talking about it with Nanny Zhao. Guo Lan felt that since Rong Qingqing studied art, she would naturally have her own unique insights and ideas about design.
It was actually a pretty good thing that Shen Jue left the renovation entirely to Rong Qingqing, allowing her to express herself freely.
But Rong Qingqing refused as well.
After listening to Guo Lan, Lin Bufan was plunged into a state of existential doubt. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝙣𝙚𝙩
It was just one morning, what on earth happened?
How did the boss and Miss Qingqing even settle the issue of their marital home so quickly?
This is too speedy, right?
Lin Bufan scratched the back of his head, clueless, as he went upstairs.
He knocked on the door and went in.
Shen Jue had already changed into loungewear and was sitting on the sofa. Seeing Lin Bufan come in, Shen Jue placed the magazine he was holding down on his lap.
He began, "Organize the information and contacts of a few of the best-rated design companies in the country, then give them to Rong Qingqing so she can keep them as a reference.
If she can’t decide, let these companies draft designs directly, and sign a contract with whichever design she likes."
Lin Bufan instinctively blurted out, "Boss, what’s the budget?"
"As long as she likes it, there is no budget," Shen Jue thought for a bit and added, "Both the design and renovation costs can be without a budget, it’s ultimately about whether she likes it or not."
Speaking of this, Shen Jue chuckled, "Rong Qingqing, that woman, is a picky master with a sharp tongue, so have the people at the design companies try to please her more, don’t make her angry, everything should follow her ideas."
Shen Jue was certain that Rong Qingqing would definitely have some odd ideas; she is surely a challenging client.
"Oh, okay." Lin Bufan wrote it down in his work notebook.
When he wrote the last word, Lin Bufan thought it over.
Thinking, the boss is really quite attentive about this renovation thing.
"Boss." Lin Bufan put down his pen and said seriously, "When I came upstairs just now, I heard the madam say, regarding the renovation, Miss Rong Qingqing said she would listen to you on this matter."
Shen Jue smirked, was she afraid that she’d make decisions on her own and upset him?
This woman, what does she take him for?
Since he said he’d leave it to her, he naturally wouldn’t fuss over such a trivial matter with her.