"Ernst!"
Just as he got home, Ernst was stopped on his way to the office by his father, who had just returned from Bajamojo.
"What's the matter, Father?"
"Yesterday, I went to Bajamojo and was quite pleased to see the urban development in East Africa. However, I read in the newspaper that a city in Chicago is planning to construct a several dozen-meter-tall building in the coming years. I wonder if we could do something similar in East Africa. Our cities here look almost identical to those in Europe, without any distinctive features."
Ernst immediately understood what his father was hinting at. If he was not mistaken, the building Constantine mentioned was the Chicago Home Insurance Building — the world's first skyscraper.
"Father, I feel the buildings in East Africa are already quite good. There's no need to single-mindedly chase after height, plus the buildings here also have a sense of aesthetics and artistry."
