Today, I'm Going to Spend the Billionaire's Hundred Million Again-Chapter 578: The Inspiration She Gave
Rong Qingqing does things with a swift style; going out and coming back took just half an hour.
When she returned, she held a piece of paper, which had the carpenter’s quotes for various pieces of furniture on it.
"I asked around, and the cost of making a wooden bed is not low, so I think we should just buy a metal bed frame online. We can repaint the original bedside table and continue using it. The price for a solid wood desk is 400 yuan; if we buy more, each one is 20 yuan cheaper."
"Online, a metal bed frame is within 700 yuan, while a wooden one made by a carpenter would be 1,000 yuan, though the price difference isn’t that big. If everyone thinks a wooden bed is suitable, we can still have a wooden bed made."
"Can you come up with a design, so we can see which one looks better?" Sun Lei Lei asked.
"Isn’t that too much work? We can just decide ourselves. If Rong Qingqing makes a design, her workload tonight would be too much," Luo Cheng said. "I think the metal bed frame works. Nowadays, many young people like metal frames. We can choose bed linens that match the style and replace the solid white ones we’re using now."
"But I’m afraid a metal bed frame might not be sturdy and could creak," Zhao Junxi rubbed his chin. "What if a couple stays here, and at night, all you hear is creaking? That wouldn’t be good, right?"
"..." Rong Qingqing was silent.
The other three were also silent.
"Why would a single guy like you think of that?" Luo Cheng asked.
Zhao Junxi grinned, "Rong Qingqing inspired me."
The next second, Zhao Junxi was hopping around in pain, clutching his foot and yelping.
The whole afternoon was spent discussing these matters. The rest of the time, everyone focused on moving everything from the first floor outside to the courtyard.
Everyone agreed to repaint the walls of the first, second, and third floors white and to repaint the original windows as well.
A little after five, Sun Lei Lei went to the kitchen to prepare dinner for everyone. Rong Qingqing asked Xiao Guan to bring her computer over, then sat down, listening to everyone talk while opening her computer to start building the basic model.
At first, Zhao Junxi and the others were quite curious and stood behind Rong Qingqing watching for a while. After a few minutes, Zhao Junxi and Luo Cheng shook their heads in confusion, not understanding a thing. They just watched as Rong Qingqing’s fingers danced swiftly over the keyboard, typing away rapidly.
"Yu Xiaoqian, let’s not disturb Rong Qingqing here. Let’s go to the kitchen together to help wash the vegetables," Luo Cheng said when he saw Yu Xiaoqian still sitting there, staring at Rong Qingqing’s computer.
Yu Xiaoqian shook her head right where she sat.
"After moving so many things, my hands are sore. Besides, I’ve never washed vegetables before, so I don’t know how. I’d rather sit here and rest, watching Rong Qingqing work on this." Yu Xiaoqian didn’t want to move at all.
When she said she was tired, she wasn’t lying. The young lady had never done so much work in one afternoon before.
After Luo Cheng and Zhao Junxi went to the kitchen, Yu Xiaoqian glanced at Rong Qingqing and whispered, "I’m envious of you guys. You’re used to doing this kind of work regularly, so you don’t feel the backache. I can’t even lift my hands now, and I’m worried I might not be able to hold a bowl during dinner."
"Go ask the three people in the kitchen. See whose hands aren’t sore right now," Rong Qingqing said. "Maybe only Zhao Junxi isn’t, because he works out at the gym every week."
Hearing this from Rong Qingqing, Yu Xiaoqian knew she shouldn’t keep complaining. It would make her seem spoiled.
