sinovels Chapter 18
Chapter 18
"Mr. Hadley, the list of technical and economic indicators attached to the plan diagram provided by you is really good!"
The middle-aged man with red hair, holding his round belly in one hand and a few pages of report paper in the other hand, walked into the office room temporarily assigned to Byron.
Before the other party answered, he continued to sigh with emotion: "The entries are clear and well thought out! The advantages and disadvantages of each plan can be understood at a glance even by a layman!
Mr. Hadley, I don't know which colleague of yours is so talented, can you introduce him for me? "
Hearing the sound, Byron raised his head, sorted out the compilation of on-site materials on the table, looked at the project leader of DW Company who came before him, and said, "Mr. A friend helped me out…”
In fact, as early as the project approval stage, the designers within the real estate company had already submitted the approval index form for the committee members to check one by one against the functional zoning.
However, passing the review only means that the project complies with the state's authorization laws.This is far from enough for developers who are focusing on economic benefits.
Therefore, Byron will strictly subdivide the parking space, salable area, estimated selling price, etc. according to the apartment type, and a series of indicators that are convenient for Party A to compare the value of the goods. The well-informed person in charge was overjoyed.
In front of Mr. Carter who is full of praise, Byron behaved calmly, but on the thin white paper, behind every line of data, there are solid contributions from him and Andy.
Half a month ago, Byron started to "forcibly sort out" the blocks he was allocated. This kind of work would not have taken him a few days in his previous life.
However, once he came to the era when the computer was just invented, if he wanted to borrow intelligent auxiliary index calculation software, he could only look for it in his dreams.
The huge number of parameters and the infinite possibilities of arrangement and combination in front of him gave Mr. Captain, who is not interested in numbers, a headache.
That day, he was copying on draft paper and fiddling with an old-fashioned calculator. The banker who came to him to discuss the course arrangement bumped into him.
From the moment he realized that he had some emotions that crossed the line, Byron consciously controlled the number of times the two met. Even Willy quietly told the little teammate that he had a lot of leisure recently.
But whether it is the library, the education business that is in full swing, or the design of the private collection that Byron is slowly advancing, Andy can always have a very legitimate reason to visit the busy Mr. Captain.
Since Mr. Dufresne, a professional, quietly joined in the planning and economic calculation work, Byron only felt that the pressure dropped sharply and became even more powerful.
In many cases, without him opening his mouth, his friends can follow his eyes and adjust the parameters; after a short operation, they can re-report the space stock and total profit.
Countless times of heart-to-heart connection often made Byron, when he turned his head to look at his friend with downcast eyes and concentrating on calculations, he couldn't help thinking: "With such a person by his side, no matter how hard or tired, he is also happy... ...'
Of course, this delusion was always firmly locked in his heart by his reason at the first time.
Thinking of those busy but peaceful days in the captain's office on the first floor of the main building, Mr. Hadley couldn't help showing a little smile on his stern face, restrained and sincere.
Mr. Carter, the person in charge of the DW company, saw Byron's performance in his eyes, and thought: "I am not surprised by the honor, but he is not as slick as those old foxes. He is a talented and practical talent. Mr. Weber's vision is really true." Yes, never go wrong! '
A sudden phone call interrupted their conversation.
Half a minute later, Byron hung up with a slight frown, and looked at the other party with apology in his gray-blue eyes, and said, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Carter, I have to go back to Maine early...my only brother passed away a few days ago It's..."
During the drive to Tempe and the direct flight home, Byron was depressed.
On the one hand, he, who has crashed a plane before, will inevitably feel uncomfortable in the sky; on the other hand, although he has long accepted the fact that he is alone, he never thought that the first time he heard news from his relatives was that he would participate in the distribution of the other party's estate.
Byron Hadley's elder brother, Brady Hadley, ran away from home [-] or [-] years ago, and has since disappeared. Who would have thought that he would make a name for himself in the west.
It's a pity that there is only wealth and no life to enjoy, and people die when they are only middle-aged.Fortunately, he had prepared his will in advance, so he didn't have to appreciate the scenes of his children fighting for millions of dollars after death.
However, Byron, as an uncle whom he had never met, distributed [-] U.S. dollars according to the terms, which was still within the tolerance of the others.Therefore, the entire distribution process was extremely smooth.
Looking at the extra numbers in the account, Byron didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart.
He left from Arizona in a hurry, and the scheme design fee had just been transferred from the bank, which was only a lot more than this "windfall".
Mr. Captain, who now has a six-figure deposit, wants Tojimi to transfer the share that belongs to Andy - the brothers have settled accounts, and Byron is unwilling to erase the contribution of his friends in the project.
However, I don't know what Andy explained, so that Mr. Jimmy, who is known as the "good reputation" in the industry, shook his head repeatedly and resolutely refused to accept the money that Byron sent to his door.
Captain Hadley felt quite helpless, and the first thing he did when he walked back to Shawshank was to ask Molt for the score sheet.
He was rubbing his chin and thinking about what kind of name should be used to add some points to Andy.Yang Borag, who stood beside him, confessed tremblingly: "Mr. Captain, I was wrong! Please forgive me! This is really the first time for me..."
Inexplicably raised his head and glanced at his long-faced subordinate, Byron saw him take out a few packs of cigarettes from his pocket, and continued with a pale face: "Look, I only accepted these... only half of the quota for roof repair was given, and the rest The six people are all determined strictly according to the results of the lottery..."
Hearing the words "repair the roof", Captain Hadley finally figured out something - probably, Warden Norton made something wrong when he was away...
If he continues to use the fair and open point system, he will not trust these subordinates and dare to secretly change the quota; even if he wants to, he will not be able to succeed under the eyes of everyone.
At this time, the temporarily formed team of 12 had already been working in the license plate factory for three days, and it was inconvenient for Byron to re-select new members. He must save some face for the warden, right?
"Yang Borag, you will be on duty in the confinement room for the next month... As for those who bribe prison guards, they will all deduct [-] points."
These "fines" are enough to exchange for two or three opportunities to go out to work. Thinking about it, the few people who are fishing in troubled waters will definitely not commit the same crime again.
As for the price of Yang Borag, it is self-evident to look at the secretly happy expressions of the other prison guards and the unconcealed distress on his donkey face.
Then, the unselfish and rewarding captain of the guard could only watch helplessly as his subordinates took the score sheet in his hand and subtracted points one by one after several names—including the line he had been paying attention to for a long time.
Byron looked at the column of "Andrew Dufresne", and the scores did not increase but decreased, and he said silently: "Once a word is said, it is hard to follow, once a word is said, it is hard to follow..."
He pursed his lips, swallowed the words he wanted to repent, and turned to walk towards the license plate factory.
When a tall and strong figure with a broad back and a broad chest appeared at the stairs, his handsome face was still under the shadow of a police cap, making it difficult to distinguish clearly; Andy suddenly realized that the person he had been waiting for for a long time had finally returned.
Among a group of workers clutching mops and re-asphalting the top floor, Byron also immediately locked onto his friend's location and walked quickly.
The captain of the prison guard was still a few steps away from the crowd. Everyone subconsciously stepped up their movements and held their breaths, for fear of being singled out and sent back to the cold and damp Shawshank.
Reid, who offered the idea of buying a seat, was particularly nervous, not daring to look back, but his eyes peeked sideways from time to time.
He pricked up his ears and tried his best to catch Captain Hadley's voice: "...you helped me a lot...what reward do you want...beer? Okay..."
He summoned up the courage to turn his head, and sure enough, it was Dufresne and Mr. Captain, having a pleasant conversation.Relieved, he thought: 'What am I worried about?With Andy here, Mr. Hadley, there will be no punishment...'
In the early morning of the next day, before Rhett had time to feel depressed about losing the five hundred points, Hagrid carried four dozen beers upstairs, and his head went blank with fright.
'If the jailers drank alcohol, their subordinates might not be sure...just three or four people would drink dozens of bottles!Hey, the roof is empty, they are really drunk and want to beat people, we have nowhere to hide'
And Byron's next words made Rhett wonder if he hadn't woken up yet, otherwise, why did he seem to hear that this wine was for them? !
"...Hurry up and finish the drink. We still have to work. The construction period cannot be delayed." Hagrid, who was as tall as a hill, was distributing beer to the prisoners while conveying the words that the captain told him.
Byron was leaning against the low wall, drinking the cold and refreshing wine carelessly, looking uncontrollably at Andy, who was sitting opposite.
Watching him reject the bottle Heywood sent, watching him laughing in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Andy's words from yesterday echoed in Byron's mind: "When working outdoors, if you can drink a glass of wine, you will look more like a normal person..."
Turning his head and looking at the prisoners sitting in a pile in twos and threes in the center of the platform, Byron thought: "Normal people repair their leaky roofs, but they don't grin. It's like winning the jackpot."
"Parole may be able to take off the shackles on the body in advance, but Dufresne has a way to untie the chains that bind the soul...Even if you enjoy it for a moment, it is enough to be unforgettable for a lifetime..."
Byron made a toast to Andy who was on the opposite side—the person who let the spirit of freedom float in the air.
After swirling the wine in his glass, he felt a little drunk—otherwise, how could the beautiful people and scenery in front of him seem somewhat familiar?
He got up and walked towards Trout and Hagrid. He was about to explain a few words, and then went back to continue drawing.His slightly drowsy mind was awakened by the words that came to his ears: "...you said you plan to ask for leave the day after tomorrow? What are you going to do? High school party? Hagrid, I didn't expect that, you still..."
Byron couldn't hear the latter words clearly, because he recalled the source of that familiarity in the blink of an eye—the posters that had been hung in his high school dormitory for two full years.
It was a gift from my roommate when she bought the disc. The composition is not exquisite, but the artistic conception is far enough away.
But the point is, why now that I think about it, it matches everything in front of me so perfectly?
He remembered that there was a title in the upper right corner of the beach, what was it called...
Yes, it's called "Stimulus 1995"...
Underneath, there seems to be a line of English...
The Shawshank Redemption…
The author has something to say:
* Strong row: in the regulatory detailed regulations (the United States is functional zoning, zoning)
Under many conditions such as road red line, floor area ratio, and green area ratio are restricted
Architects need to use their ingenuity(?)
Find the plan with the largest volume (the most buildings) and the highest value (the largest profit)
Not limited to one kind, in short, it is handed over to Party A’s father to choose
After the selection, there are endless changes to the picture...
*Approval indicators vs strong ranking indicators:
The former is shown to the planning inspectors, and it is ok if it does not exceed the requirements of the control regulations
The latter is for Party A who wants to make money, and the other party must know how much money he can make
*About Byron's elder brother who received a lunch box as soon as he came out
The name is the author's nonsense, but the inheritance is true
*Whether there is a poster of this picture in the movie, I don’t know (most likely not)
But the magical name "Stimulus 1995" was translated by the Taiwan film industry.
*Stupid little brother Byron finally knows he can wear a book
ps: Byron has never seen the movie, so he only knows about the plot