I immediately shared my plan to turn the factory into an underground Noah's Ark.
My dad, his anger forgotten, took the blueprint from me and made a call to the city's top renovation company.
"Ava, I need your help with a project. I have a factory that needs extensive renovations. Your company's design philosophy and style are just what I need. Can you send someone to the site today?"
"Money isn't an issue. I care about quality and speed."
"Great. See you at the factory in an hour."
It seemed my dad's business acumen and connections would come in handy.
When we arrived at the factory, I showed the foreman the plans. He worked efficiently, immediately having his team draft 3D models on-site.
They were clearly experienced. My dad and I handed over a card.
Gave him the list of required materials and make sure to clearly specify the divided areas.
Most importantly, we stressed that the materials needed to meet the highest standards of durability and be delivered immediately.
"As long as you meet our requirements quickly, money is no object," I said.
The foreman accepted the card, nodded repeatedly, and quickly instructed his workers to get started.