Old Zhu must have cut corners. He's a local boss who started with septic tanks; how could he handle a high-tech ecological research center?
Even if he could handle it, Boss Joe wouldn't approve the budget.
So, after some brainstorming, the so-called research building has the same clean appearance as the design drawings, but internally, aside from segmentation meeting those bastards' demands, everything else is built to hospital standards.
This is the highest standard Old Zhu could manage within the limited budget.
When the tech guys moved in, they were dumbfounded. The idealized ecological lab was nonexistent, and the imagined multicultural buffet meals turned into four dishes and one soup at fixed times and places...
The afternoon tea turned into one coffee machine per office...
The game room became a P·B style gym...
The sports field turned into an indoor shooting range...
