She asked with a stiff expression, "Your two surnames??"

  Who knows, the two still nodded without saying a word.

  This time, Hu Yifei, who was in a hurry, burst out in English.

  The two of them didn't react at all, just kept nodding their heads.

  The two chatted for a long time in a language that Hu Yifei couldn't understand, and two sentences came out.

  "Karachi is fat!"

  "Skinny Karachi!"

  Hu Yifei was stunned, swallowed, and then said, "Okay, then one of you is called Xiaopang and the other is called Xiaoshou, that's all."

  Hu Yifei walked to the wall that she was going to knock on, pointed at the small window and said, "Two masters, let me tell you, the position I want to knock on, the small window on the balcony, I will make it a floor-to-ceiling window, That way the lighting will be better.”

  Hu Yifei was afraid that the two of them would not understand, and added a wealth of body language.

  The two of them looked at Hu Yifei's gestures earnestly, and nodded from time to time. (Ask for an evaluation ticket! Ask for an evaluation ticket! Ask for an evaluation ticket!).

Chapter 59

  Hu Yifei asked worriedly, "Two masters, do you understand?"

  "Just knock this window into a floor-to-ceiling window, the size is about the same size as the door on the left." Hu Yifei said evenly with gestures.

  This time, the two finally gave a reaction. Little Fatty muttered incomprehensible language in his mouth. He first walked to the small window, and then to the door.

  Hu Yifei thought that the chubby master had understood what she meant, and said happily,

  "It's still Master Fatty who has experience. That's what I mean. I have class in a while, so I'll leave it to you here."

  "Go to work, hard work!"

  After Hu Yifei finished explaining, she turned and left.

  The two masters were not sloppy. Hu Yifei walked forward, and they put down their tools and prepared to start work.

  After the class, Hu Yifei carried two bottles of mineral water and was about to come to the new house to see how the two masters were busy.

  "How are you two masters? Is it going well?" Hu Yifei asked while handing over the water.

  I don't know if the two masters understood her, but they nodded anyway.

  Hu Yifei took a closer look, but found that the small window she had originally requested to be made into a large floor-to-ceiling window remained motionless.

  The two masters also saw Hu Yifei's reaction and instructed her to look to the right with their eyes.

  Now Hu Yifei couldn't stand anymore.

  Not only did they not knock on the floor-to-ceiling windows that they asked to knock on, but they knocked on the door they didn't ask for.

  She walked to the knocked door in disbelief and looked at the two masters in shock.

  Hu Yifei's mentality is about to collapse. This is why Mandarin is not very good. This is basically a communication barrier!

  "I asked you to knock on the floor-to-ceiling windows, what are you knocking here for? Ventilate the toilet?!"

  When the two masters heard Hu Yifei's words, they chatted again.

  The little thin master picked up the hammer in his hand and knocked down a protruding brick in the doorway.

  Hu Yifei rolled her eyes, she tried her best to calm herself down and not be so irritable.

  She took a deep breath and said, "You don't understand what I'm talking about, do you? I'm going to knock there, not here!!"

  The two masters discussed it for a long time, and then they all gave Hu Yifei a thumbs up gesture.

  Hu Yifei was so angry that he had nothing to say.

  She picked up a brick from the ground, handed it to the chubby master, and said with gestures, "Hurry up and make it up here, and knock it out there!"

  I don't know if the two masters understood what she said. Anyway, the two started picking up bricks on the ground, as if they were about to start construction.

  Hu Yifei couldn't hold back anymore, so she called the subcontractor, "Hello? Pharaoh! Your two workers don't speak Mandarin well! They don't understand Mandarin at all!"

  And Hu Yifei's complaints did not get any response, and the signal on the other end of the phone was intermittent.

  For a long time, I heard Lao Wang on the other end of the phone say intermittently, "Mr. Hu, speak louder, I can't hear you!"

  "What did you say? I'm on the mountain road, the signal is not good!"

  Hu Yifei raised his voice helplessly, "I said, your two workers knocked my wall down! It's broken!"

  The old Wang on the other end of the phone said intermittently, "Ah!? I've explained it! Don't worry, I've already explained it! The two of them have good temperaments and work fast, but they are not very good at Mandarin!"

  At this moment, Hu Yifei had [-] grass and mud horses running in her heart.

  She said, "Can you tell them for me? Change the window on the balcony to a floor-to-ceiling window!"

  The signal on the other end of the phone seemed to be getting worse and worse. Old Wang said, "Mr. Hu! I'm going into the cave. If you have something to say, say goodbye."

  Hu Yifei wanted to say something more, but the phone had been hung up.

  She was depressed when the fat man behind her pushed her and motioned her to look back.

  Hu Yifei turned her head impatiently, but it gave her even more shock.

  The two workers gestured proudly and Hu Yifei looked towards the window.

  Following the direction of their fingers, the small window that Hu Yifei asked to be made into a floor-to-ceiling window has been tightly sealed by them with bricks.

  Hu Yifei opened her mouth in shock, she just wanted to take a quick heart pill right now.

  She was really helpless, so she called Zeng Xiaoxian, who was far away in the Alshan Desert, and wanted to ask him for help.

  "Zeng Xiaoxian, the old king of the decoration team you introduced last time, there are two wall knockers from Fudong below. I can't understand what I'm talking about! The walls at home are all knocked wrong!"

  "Aren't you also from Fudong? Tell them quickly, let them stop quickly, make up for the wrong ones, and change the balcony windows to floor-to-ceiling windows!"

  Zeng Xiaoxian was still secretly happy, thinking that Hu Yifei missed him, but he didn't expect to be happy.

  "Okay, I'll try." Zeng Xiaoxian didn't have a clue in his heart. After all, Fudong's words were ten miles apart, so he was sure if he could talk to them. (Happy New Years to all readers!!!).

Chapter 60

  Hu Yifei is desperate now, and she puts all her hopes on Zeng Xiaoxian.

  She handed the phone to the two masters who were working.

  Zeng Xiaoxian on the other end of the phone said a few words in their local Fudong.

  Zeng Xiaoxian, whose expression was calm at first, dropped the seeds in his hands when he heard the two masters speak.

  Although the two sides could not understand each other, they still said a few words hastily.

  Hu Yifei watched the masters turn their heads to continue doing their own business, took the phone over and asked, "How is it? Is it clear?"

  Zeng Xiaoxian said helplessly, "No way, Yifei, the language of your two masters is too small, I can't understand a word!"

  Hu Yifei got angry and complained angrily, "At the critical moment, you are useless at all! What kind of Fudong are you!"

  After saying that, Yifei hung up the phone mercilessly, leaving Zeng Xiaoxian standing in the desert with a confused face.

  Back in the apartment, Hu Yifei buried her head and drank the stuffy water with a distressed look on her face.

  She couldn't help sighing and said, "My trigeminal nerve hurts!"

  Zhao Haitang, who was sitting next to him, comforted, "Mr. Hu, don't be angry, think for the best, other people's toilets only have one door, and the entrance and exit are easily congested. Your toilet has two doors, one in and one out, which is ventilated and airy! !"

  Who knows that Zhao Haitang's current behavior is simply adding fuel to the fire.

  Hu Yifei rolled his eyes at him and retorted, "You really think that your family has nine gates, and you are the admiral of nine gates!"

  Zhang Wei recently had a client in Guangdong. In order to better communicate with him and resolve legal disputes, he is studying Cantonese assiduously.

  Zhuge Dali, who was reading a book, put down the book in his hand and said happily.

  "There is also good news. Although they knocked on the wrong wall, it was not the load-bearing wall. It can be restored in the future. What's more important is that the location of the load-bearing wall is wrong in the house plan you got before. You can change it later. Room is ready!”

  After Hu Yifei listened to their so-called consolation, it can be said that they are one of the top two.

  She said helplessly, "What I need now is not to change the room type, but to change my life! It's all over the years, and there are still people who can't understand Mandarin!"

  Zhang Wei stuck his head out of the book and said in the broken Cantonese he had just learned, "What's so strange, my Cantonese customers can't speak Mandarin!"

  Zhuge Dali saw that Hu Yifei was in a hurry now, so he suggested, "Mr. Hu, or let them stop coming tomorrow."

  Hu Yifei's head hurt when she mentioned this, she said helplessly, "I want them not to come, but they don't understand! Besides, they are actually very nice people, good temperament, quick work, minute by minute. I smashed a door for you and sealed a window for you, and I don't know what to tell them."

  Hu Yifei suddenly noticed that Zhang Wei, who was reading a book next to him, was now desperately ill.

  "Zhang Wei, aren't you learning Cantonese? Why don't you try it?"

  Zhang Wei sighed softly, then closed his book and said, "How can Cantonese and Fudong language be the same? But it doesn't matter, I'm a lawyer, and it's all my strengths, such as dismissing workers. Disputes, just a few looks and expressions can fix them!"

  Zhang Wei was full of confidence and looked like he was winning. After speaking, he showed Hu Yifei with his eyes.

  Hu Yifei was a little shocked after reading it, but Zhang Wei really had two brushes.

  It seems that he is a little underestimated at ordinary times. This lawyer's body language is still very rich.

  "I really see it! Zhang Wei, you will come tomorrow!"

  Zhao Haitang looked unconvinced, "Is this also possible?? There is no poetic feeling at all, and this expression is too skinny."

  Zhang Wei complained, "You are poetic? Last time you told the express master that you were waiting for him under a cloud like a kitten. The master called you crazy and canceled our order."

  Now Zhao Haitang couldn't say a word that was blocked.

  Zhuge Dali suddenly thought of something and said, "I still remember that I learned Northeastern dialect when I was practicing yoga, and then Su Ye's strength was so strong that it stimulated the language learning area of ​​my brain. Can you use this Fudong dialect as well? One way to learn?"

  Zhao Haitang asked suspiciously, "Do you mean to ask us to attack you again? Then the area of ​​your head to learn language was developed for you??"

  Zhuge nodded vigorously.

  When everyone heard that they shook their heads, they dared not take Zhuge Dali's risk again. The Northeast Big Girl's version of Dali could barely listen to him.

  Hu Yifei was relieved to see the intense discussion among the crowd, and it seemed that her new house was still promising.

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