The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Chapter 108 A Centennial Plan, Education-Based (45)

Once the order volume picks up, Wu Yuan himself will not be surprised.

But the atmosphere in the factory is obviously different.

Ma Mingqi, who was dressed in a long polka-dot dress, was dressed up beautifully, humming a song without saying a word.

In the sewing workshop, there was even more chirping. Girls aged seventeen or eighteen were all hard at work.

Looking at it with such vigor is inspiring.

When we arrived at the wood factory building, it was another scene.

All of the shirtless gentlemen were sweating profusely and kept busy.

Even Fourth Master Qiao, who was wearing a racerback vest, did the work himself.

Wu Yuan called Fourth Master Qiao out and said, "Master, your old man is the chief carpenter, how can you do the work yourself?"

Fourth Master Qiao glanced at him, and just took the cigarette and said: "Idle is idle, why don't you take some time to do some activities. Besides, even if you are my apprentice, I can't take your wages for nothing."

"Master, look at what you said..."

"Do you have anything else to do? I'm busy now."

After Qiao Si finished speaking, he put Hua Zi behind his ear, turned back and entered the house.

The old guy is quite stubborn.

It's no wonder that the other masters seem to have been beaten to death. Even Fourth Master Qiao has put in so much effort, who would dare to be lazy?

In the end, Wu Yuan waved to his apprentice and called Ma Mingjun out.

As soon as he came out, Ma Mingjun asked questions instead of complaining: "Master, is Master really a man in his fifties or sixties? Why can't you keep up with me when you work?"

"You guys only know how to use brute force. If you have nothing to do, learn from your teacher. If you can learn 20-30% of his old man's delicate mind, it will be enough for you to use for a lifetime."

"Then I'll use brute force."

"Look at your future!" Wu Yuan just said that he hated Tie Bucheng every day, and then asked: "Where is Baojun recently..."

"Bao Jun is very caring, and he is dedicated to making money, and he and Miao Miao are also very well behaved."

Wu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and finally calmed down: "Okay, let's go back."

After letting the big apprentice go, Wu Yuan lifted his foot and walked out.

Unexpectedly, Lin Miaomiao chased him out and said, "Old uncle, why didn't you say anything when you came?"

Wu Yuan stopped and turned around: "I'll just take a look, what can I say?"

"I heard that the house has been built, when can we move back?"

"I thought you were too happy to leave."

"Old uncle, my dear uncle, can your childhood sweetheart and niece be like that?"

"No big or small. The move is on the 29th of the month, which is an auspicious day. You can only live on the second floor when you go back. Don't be disgusted. Don't move back if you don't like it!"

Unexpectedly, Lin Miaomiao jumped up happily when she heard it: "Second floor? People are really looking forward to it. I will find time to go back and look at the new room in these two days."

After speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

Walking out of the village compound, Ma Mingchao immediately drove up the car.

Before Wu Yuan opened the door to get in the car, he saw Party Secretary Yang strolling over from the direction of his house.

Wu Yuan had no choice but to close the car door and go forward.

The two of them squatted next to the pier at the gate of the village, each lit a cigarette and chatted.

"It's been a long time since I saw you come to the factory."

"The market was sluggish a while ago, and I have been trying to find a way."

"Good job, the factory is in full swing, and even our village is more vibrant than other villages."

"It's not my credit, it's mainly because of your leadership, father."

"Don't do this with me." Yang Zhishu laughed and cursed, and then asked: "According to this situation, can the 2% shares in the village get a dividend of 10,000 yuan at the end of the year? In private, you and I tell the truth .”

"That's for sure, Dad. Let's put it this way, if the sales situation of this month can be maintained until the end of the year, let alone 10,000 yuan, 20,000 yuan is possible. If it can't be maintained, there should be a 10,000 yuan look."

Secretary Yang let out a long breath and said, "Then I can rest assured. At the end of the year, the village plans to use this money to build a primary school and apply for some teachers from the county."

"Father, this is a good thing. Education is the foundation of a century-old plan. If there is not enough money in the village, I can donate it personally."

"That's not necessary." Yang Zhishu waved his hand holding a cigarette: "It's best to get it from the village. Donate money, the sooner you open it, the better."

The old branch secretary has always distinguished between public and private, so Wu Yuan no longer insists.

He just suggested: "If this dividend is used to build a school, there will be more money. Can you repair this road in the village?"

Yang Zhishu Yaotou said: "It's difficult! There are many holes in the village to withdraw and collect funds. Many families just have no money, and the village can't press too hard. We can only plug them first."

The situation in rural areas has always been complicated, and there are many reasons for not getting rich.

One of them is that there are too many burdens that should not be carried on the body.

This problem is heavy and helpless, and it cannot be solved by the two of you.

Yang Zhishu got up quickly and said: "Go and see at home, Luoyan is at home today."

Wu Yuan got up and said, "It just so happens that I'm going to move on the 29th of the month, so I'll tell Luo Yan so she can make preparations."

"29 in the Gregorian calendar, 26 in the lunar calendar. Good day, okay! Is it the same day as the banquet?"

"Father, I think I won't do it this time, just have a meal for my family."

"Also."

Although moving to a new home is a major event, it is enough to hold a banquet.

But if your family has three happy events in two years, anyone will feel that it is too much and has been harvested.

Besides, since your family is so rich, it's easier to get scolded.

After bidding farewell to Branch Secretary Yang, Wu Yuan didn't get in the car, and walked directly to the old man's house.

It's hot.

Yang Luoyan turned the chair sideways, put it on the ground, put the two children only in a bellyband, put it inside, let the two chrysalis go, and buried himself in the side to settle accounts.

Anyway, if you can't knock or touch it like this, there will be no delay.

Liu Hui couldn't see this, and hugged Xiaojiang frequently, for fear that he would be bitten by mosquitoes and ants would crawl.

"Mom, put the baby down."

"Heartless."

Liu Hui couldn't hold back her daughter, so she put Xiao Jiang down with a mutter, and then picked up a fan and fanned it beside her.

Xiao Jiang can only take care of the child.

With the wind blowing and the mosquitoes being driven away, the two children can be taken care of at the same time.

Even so, Liu Hui still cared more about Xiaojiang.

At this moment, Xiao Jiang suddenly became excited, pointed at the door with short thick fingers, and yelled loudly.

Then Yueyue also stretched out her two little arms, begging for a hug in the direction of the door.

Only then did Yang Luoyan and his wife realize Wu Yuan's arrival.

As for Dahei, the gatekeeper, he knew Wu Yuan's unshakable position in the family, so he only took one look, and then continued to stick out his tongue silently.

Wu Yuan called Liu Hui mother, then hugged the two children from left to right and said, "At the end of the month, let's go back to our new home, okay?"

The two children didn't understand anyway, they just kept throbbing with joy when they saw their own father.

Seeing Liu Hui slightly savored: "You two have no conscience."

Yang Luoyan got up and handed over a bench, "What day is it?"

Wu Yuan sat down and said: "29th. In the next half a month, I will buy the air conditioner and washing machine, and add everything that needs to be added. Welcome your mothers to go home."