Architect Lu Chen was once the most desperate person in the industry.
He worked hard to write academic papers for his long-distance lover, but what he got in return was blackmail and ridicule;
He was over 30 years old, riding a dilapidated Trinidad M985 with his 20kg fat son through the rain in Zhenjiang, the road ahead was blurry.
Until he spent 1,000 yuan on Xianyu and picked up a second-hand Rematic ventilator.
Bite! Deep sleep detected, oxygenation rate 99%, AHI 1.2!
[God-level building system is being reloaded——]
That night, Lu Chen's exhausted brain was forcefully fed with massive amounts of construction data.
The originally obscure second construction textbook became addition and subtraction in his eyes;
The complex construction site foundation pit plan is full of fatal loopholes in his eyes.
From the prophecy at the Hongqiao High-speed Railway Station to the iron-blooded cleanup at the Zhenjiang construction site.
Lu Chen held his fat son in his left hand and held the second construction certificate in his right hand.
He is no longer the frustrated person humiliated by an exclamation mark. He is the only true god walking in the reinforced concrete forest.
"You can block my WeChat account, but every apartment you buy may be engraved with my name, Lu Chen."
