The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Chapter 125 In terms of prestige, it must be Mr. Wu Da (15)

With Fan Bingbing busy, Wu Yuan was free immediately.

As for Fan Bingbing, who has just experienced the change from hell to heaven, she is full of gratitude, rushing to do everything.

Not a moment's rest.

It won't work if you don't let her do it.

Wu Yuan could only let it go, and be a boss with nothing to do.

Let go of the shopkeeper.

However, Wu Yuan felt very relieved to see that Fan Bingbing had regained some of the vitality and color of his hometown.

At least when he sees Lao Fan next time, he can pat his chest and say confidently: "Old Fan, I have nothing to say to Bingbing. Let her do everything..."

Fortunately, sitting in the company's new facade every day, Wu Yuan didn't really relax.

Those young daughters-in-law in Shanghai who are curious about how many tricks Master Wu can play still visit the door frequently to explore this question.

Even if Wu Yuan solemnly declares that this is not a decoration style, but a decoration style, it will not help.

The little daughters-in-law don't care about his style or tricks for the sake of fun.

In short, it has been passed around that Master Wu just knows how to play.

Hey, just play.

Compared with these young daughters-in-law in Shanghai who are not doing business, Wu Yuan can't help but think of Huang Qiya, a big girl in Shanghai.

If she is busy, she really helps.

It's a pity I haven't seen anyone for several days.

As a result, Hua Zi, the fifth master Qiao, Zhai Di and Ming Jun who renovated her home, all gave up their confessions.

Wu Yuan could only buy cigarettes for Lord Wu with his own money.

No one can be wronged, but fifth master, this old treasure.

The girl I was thinking about couldn't be seen, but the older girl I didn't want to see ran here frequently.

Especially after knowing that Wu Yuan opened a new company, Jiang Jing passed by here almost every day after get off work.

It is also grandiosely known as the way.

From the Wugong Hotel to her home, I could have walked in a straight line.

This girl just came out with the letter L.

Can this also be called Shun Lu?

Seeing the recruitment notice on Wu Yuan's door that hadn't been torn off, he volunteered: "Boss Wu, why don't I come and work with you?"

This reminded Wu Yuan.

With Fan Bingbing, a fellow who knows everything, the company only needs to recruit a local girl from Shanghai.

So I added a pen to the recruitment notice: I can speak Shanghainese.

Jiang Jing counted on Wu Yuan to stand up: "I can speak Shanghainese, and I have rich experience in welcoming guests and guest rooms."

Wu Yuan didn't even think about it: "I'm sorry."

His temple is too small to accommodate local Shanghai girls who can easily spend 20,000 yuan to buy stocks.

But interruptions are interruptions.

Jiang Jing didn't forget the business that came here every day: "The price of electric vacuum has been hovering around 360 yuan recently. Some people say it is a high level consolidation, and some people say it will fall..."

"Don't listen to them, keep holding on."

"Oh, then I'm leaving."

"Aren't you going to wait for me to leave a meal?"

"Okay, okay, I'll eat whatever you eat."

"We in Beigang can eat spicy food. You, a Shanghai native, are not used to it."

"I'm super spicy, really."

"Next time."

This is as perfunctory as "next time".

It happened that Jiang Jing had a moment of joy until she got home and entered the door.

As soon as Jiang Jing left, Wu Yuan was really hungry.

At a young age, at the age of 20 Lang, it is the time when you can eat the most.

As soon as I feel hungry, I can't wait for a moment.

Fortunately, Fan Bingbing came back in time, carrying two large bags of lunch boxes, more than a dozen.

Everyone bought their dinners.

"Are you hungry, boss?"

Wu Yuan doesn't have much airs either, so hurry up and let me fill in the gaps.

Fan Bingbing didn't bother to wipe the sweat, put down the bag, and turned it up from the bottom.

Unknown, Wu Yuan went in, pointed to the share on the top and said, "Just take a share and it's over?"

"No, I ordered you a separate one, at the bottom."

Just as he was talking, Wu Yuan watched Fifth Master Qiao and his party come back.

He touched the hand of the box lunch, put it down again, and got up to say hello.

As soon as Fifth Master Qiao came back, he had to rest for a while and take a breather.

Wu Yuan knew Fifth Master's habit, so he lit a cigarette for him slowly.

The others, seeing that the company's facade has changed drastically, couldn't help but visit it with great interest.

Two facades, about forty square meters, with their own sinks and toilets.

The door on the left was sealed, leaving only the right to enter and exit.

Entering the door is the front desk and a company background wall with the trademark of Shanghai Tengda Construction Company on it.

A circle with a blue background, lined with a tall building with simple strokes, and the Chinese and English words of Tengda Construction next to it.

It looks pretty good.

Bypassing the front desk is the office area, currently only four workstations are arranged, spacious and bright.

The room on the left was divided into two, and the room on the outside was used by Wu Yuanzheng as an office.

All the walls facing the street were demolished and replaced by a single transparent glass curtain wall.

The outside is the same as the right side, with a rolling door installed.

After get off work in the evening, when the shutter door is opened, there is no fear of someone coming to smash the glass in the middle of the night.

As for the one on the inside, it is the reception room, with sofas and coffee tables.

With the door closed, it can also be used as a temporary lounge.

After a visit, everyone is proud and proud, telling customers that we are also people with a formal company background.

It's not a guerrilla that was pulled over casually by the side of the road.

Wu Ye finished smoking a cigarette outside, Wu Yuan greeted everyone to eat.

By accident, the share that Fan Bingbing specially prepared for Wu Yuan was stuffed into Wu Yuan's hands by Wu Yuan.

As soon as Fifth Master Qiao opened it, he felt something was wrong.

He glanced at Fan Bingbing calmly, only to find that the child's face was as red as an apple.

Picking up the extra piece of braised pork belly in the lunch box, regardless of his high blood fat, he bit into it until his mouth was full of oil.

Anyway, in Master Qiao's opinion, it doesn't matter how high his blood fat is.

Luo Yan must not be wronged in the slightest.

Fan Bingbing walked away silently.

Only then did Wu Yuan get close to Fifth Master, holding a boxed lunch together, squatting at the door, chatting while eating.

"Fifth Master, in fact, Bingbing treats me differently than before, so don't be too harsh on her."

"Why, do you feel distressed?" Fifth Master Qiao choked Wu Yuan like a serious child.

"Fifth Master, look at what you said. Don't think she is about my age, but in my eyes, she is just like Miao Miao, a child."

"real?"

"Really."

"Okay, I'll trust you once."

Just as Wu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, Fifth Master Qiao continued, "Anyway, I don't have the time to stare at you every day."

"Fifth Master, I think you are more choking than my father."

"Mr. Wu Da?" Fifth Master Qiao said with fascination: "I think Mr. Wu Da was also a god-man back then."

At the beginning of Wu Ye's recollection, everyone came over with boxed lunches.

Even Fan Bingbing, who had avoided it earlier, pricked up his ears.

"Mr. Wu Da was one of the three students who were admitted to the teacher's college in our Beiyin area back then. After finishing his studies, he was followed by a guard squad with eight guns, and he was extremely majestic wherever he went."

Wu Yuan smiled and nodded, he had heard the old man say that.

"But you must never have imagined that Mr. Wu Da himself dare not even fire a box gun! Haha..."

Fifth Master Qiao laughed as soon as he finished speaking, leading everyone to laugh.

Only Wu Yuan responded in astonishment, the old man really never said this.