The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

After hearing Ma Mingchao's question, Wu Yuan smiled: "Our small factory can't make up much money."

These days, demolition and relocation not only fail to make people rich, but may return them to poverty.

As for the demolition of the factory, let alone.

Wu Yuan had taken a fancy to Songjiang Furniture Factory at the beginning, and he was interested in this location, just to get some projects in the development of Pudong, and didn't expect it to be able to realize much directly.

However, it won't be a loss.

Ma Mingchao said as if he had realized something: "Even if I can make up some money, it's just a drop in the bucket for the boss."

"That's not what I said." Wu Yuan waved his hand and said, "If you make up that little extra money, you may not even pay the favor I entrusted to you."

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when Santana returned to Tenda Company.

Yan Yue and Jiang Jing have already returned, not only bringing back two sets of new clothes, but also their hair is much brighter.

But if you really look carefully, Wu Yuan can't see much difference at all.

He just frowned and asked, "Do you have your hair done?"

Jiang Jing immediately cheered, pulled Yan Yue to show off and said, "I'll just say, the boss can see it!"

Yan Yue forced a smile.

She didn't know how the boss saw it, anyway, she didn't see it herself.

It feels like a waste of 5 yuan.

As a result, Jiang Jing immediately took out the invoices for clothes and haircuts and said, "Boss, should you report the money to us?"

Hearing this, Yan Yue went straight to take it back in shame.

In her simple way of thinking, she doesn't feel that the boss has to pay for buying clothes and cutting her own hair.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Wu Yuan didn't even have the slightest hesitation, and he simply agreed: "It is natural to report! But you have to go to your new company account to report. Or ask Ming Qi to contribute capital and advance the payment, and wait for the new company to register." Come down and settle the accounts."

But anyway, you don't have to pay for it yourself.

Yan Yue was still a little embarrassed, but Jiang Jing couldn't wait to agree and said: "I will ask Sister Ya for instructions tomorrow and see what to do."

After talking about this, Wu Yuan also returned to the office and sat down.

Fan Bingbing brought over freshly brewed tea and said, "Boss, I have an appointment with Reporter Liang. Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, at Xiafei Road Cafe."

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At dinner that day.

Zhao Guohai specially rushed over from Qihua Building, carrying a box of lunch and clutching scallions, and approached Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan only cared about talking to Fifth Master, and didn't have time to talk to him.

However, when Zhao Guohai ate a scallion, he still found an opportunity to interject: "Fifth Master, you have to make the decision for me, the boss asked me to sort out a decoration and construction specification, isn't it killing me! "

People around who heard it couldn't help laughing.

For the rough people who came out of the countryside, they would rather hammer more nails and hammer a few more times than pick up a pen and write.

Not to mention summarizing this and that.

In fact, there is no such ink in the stomach.

If there is, it will not be reduced to making money in this line of work.

However, Master Qiao Wu didn't laugh, but took chopsticks and slapped the lunch box and said, "What the boss told you to do, you have your own reasons. If you don't believe me, just ask."

So Zhao Guohai turned to Wu Yuan bitterly and said, "Boss, please forgive me this time!"

Wu Yuan finished chewing the food in his mouth before asking: "Tell me, where did you go wrong this time?"

Zhao Guohai started scratching his head and scratching his head, and it took him a long time to choke out a sentence: "The construction team I lead is decorating, and the various tools are not placed properly..."

"It's more than irregular. Your decoration site is simply a negative teaching material. This is the original intention for me to ask you to organize the decoration and construction specifications. In the future, our company will undertake more and more office building decorations. Without a unified charter, how can we OK?"

When Wu Yuan said something, Zhao Guohai bowed his head and listened, and couldn't even open his mouth.

It was impossible to let him open his mouth again.

Because the mouthful of scallions is really too strong.

Wu Yuan even regretted that he shouldn't have left him alone until he had finished eating the scallions.

"Tengda Company is getting bigger and bigger now. If there is no charter, what is the difference from those decoration guerrillas? Are you willing to say that you are a decoration guerrilla?"

Zhao Guohai immediately shook his head like a rattle.

Then I heard Wu Yuan say: "Also, in the future, during the renovation and construction process, if you encounter someone who comes to your door, you must find out what the other party's purpose is, and then deal with it. If you don't say anything, just drive the person out. If there is trouble, it will be trivial." , Losing potential customers can be a big deal.”

Zhao Guohai poked his head like a chicken pecking at rice again and said: "Boss, I heard that you have talked with Italian customers and decorated their consulate, it's too awesome."

Immediately, the surrounding voices rang out in unison: "Boss is awesome!"

Others commented: "The foreign devils are nothing more than that. Didn't they find us?"

Then someone laughed along.

There is a cheerful atmosphere inside and outside the store.

After the lunch box was finished, Wu Yuan said to Zhao Guohai: "I will let Bingbing draft this specification, but as the only decoration team of the company, you must be on call and cooperate well."

"Yes, yes, I will definitely cooperate!"

After dinner, the masters all dispersed.

Yan Yue followed Fan Bingbing and the others back to the dormitory.

As for Jiang Jing, she is originally from Shanghai, so naturally she doesn't have to worry about where she lives.

Wu Yuan returned to the teaching and staff quarters, and was about to catch up on a good night's sleep. After all, there was a thunderstorm in the middle of the night last night, so he didn't sleep well.

In the end, Lu Wenqing swung the jug in his hand and cut him off: "Brother Wu, did you two make two cups?"

Wu Yuan happily said, "Okay!"

Drink some wine and sleep more soundly.

So he took out the key to open the door, turned around and entered Lu's house.

As soon as he entered the door, he found that Fu Qiu was also at home and said, "Oh, my sister-in-law is also here."

Fu Qiu greeted: "Boss Wu is here." Then he explained: "You have to persuade him for me. You just made some extra money, so you won't let me set up a stall in public. Do you think this is male chauvinism? ?”

Wu Yuan didn't understand the situation, but just said impartially: "Sister-in-law, Brother Lu, doesn't he love you?"

Fu Qiu immediately laughed and said, "I shouldn't have counted on you. You sit down first, and I'll cook something for you two."

"Don't bother, sister-in-law."

Wu Yuan was polite, but Lu Wenqing stopped him and said, "No trouble, just let her fire."

The two brothers sat opposite each other, as before.

Wu Yuan supported the wine glass and let Lu Wenqing fill it up, saying, "Brother, you've made extra money so quickly, is there any specific big move in Pudong?"

Lu Wenqing raised the wine bottle, and said just now: "The extra money is not earned in Pudong, but some chores assigned by colleagues in the architectural design institute. It's calculations, demonstrations, they can't figure it out."

"As for the development of Pudong, we are still busy with the preliminary work of Wenshan Huihai. We stinking old nines are called over from time to time to consult and give advice."