The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Just when the two families were sharing breakfast politely.

Lu Wenqing, who was wearing an I-shaped vest, showed his face with a toothbrush in his mouth and said, "Wen Yong, take a few steps and take a look."

In the past, these words somewhat offended Zhong Wenyong's inferiority complex.

But this stall would only play into his hands.

It is a big step in his life to get rid of this disability in his leg and stride like a normal person.

Naturally, he is willing to show off.

Not only that, the breakfast after the two families shared it was still a bit too much.

But they were all eaten by Wen Yong.

After breakfast, Wu Yuan wiped his mouth and said, "Are you going to the company with me, or are you at home by yourself?"

As a result, Zhong Wenyong asked: "Uncle, can I go out for a walk by myself?"

"Shanghai is a big city, not as good as Beigang..."

"Uncle, I can read and know the way. I'll be fine."

"Shall I send someone to accompany you?"

"No, uncle, I can do it alone."

This child really can't wait to enjoy his sound legs and measure the world.

Wu Yuan thought about this, and simply took out two old people's heads from his handbag and said: "Take this money, if you can't find your way, call me, or take a taxi directly to Qihua Building."

"Uncle, I have money."

"Take it!"

It could be heard that this matter could not be shied away from, so Zhong Wenyong had no choice but to silently agree.

Wu Yuan then found the spare key at home, threw it to Zhong Wenyong, then went downstairs and went straight to Qihua Building.

As soon as Wu Yuan left, Zhong Wenyong almost jumped up with excitement.

They say that reading thousands of books means traveling thousands of miles.

Over the years, I have read a lot of books. It wasn't much of a walk.

Let’s start from the big city of Shanghai now.

When Wu Yuan arrived at Qihua Building, he didn't care about anything else but the renovation of the outpatient building of Huashan Hospital.

After half a day's work, Fan Bingbing had obtained preliminary materials from Vice President Fan on behalf of Tenda Company.

Wu Yuan looked through these materials and had a rough estimate of the project volume.

Then the eldest disciple Ma Mingjun hurried over.

Facing such a large renovation project for the first time, Ma Mingjun's steady style is good, but it also limits his hands and feet.

Fortunately, Wu Yuan, the master, gave him face-to-face advice and answered his questions in detail, so Ma Mingjun's confidence was slowly built up.

Before I knew it, the day passed.

Wu Yuanguang was busy, and before getting off work, he realized that Wen Yong hadn't come over all day, let alone received a call from the child.

So on the way back from get off work, I couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

When he opened the door and got out of the car, he went upstairs in three steps and two steps at a time, opened the door and took a look.

There were a few decent dishes and some steamed buns on the table.

And Zhong Wenyong, the kid, was busy in the kitchen.

Wu Yuan slowed down, went into the house to change his shoes and said, "You didn't go out today?"

Zhong Wenyong huddled in the kitchen and responded: "Uncle, I went to the Bund, to the Huangpu River, to Tongji, and back again."

"Did you buy all these dishes?"

Zhong Wenyong hummed weakly, then heard Wu Yuan put down his handbag and said: "Then come over and eat quickly, don't be busy."

At this moment, Wen Yong came out and said, "Uncle, I originally planned to cook some porridge, but accidentally made it into dry rice."

Wu Yuan smiled: "Then put away the steamed buns and eat dry food."

Zhong Wenyong added: "The dry rice is not cooked yet, it is cooked with raw meat."

Wu Yuan went into the kitchen to take a look, okay?

Standard rice with uncooked rice.

But it was a good thing that this kid didn't burn down the kitchen when he cooked for the first time.

"Let me do it."

After a while, Wu Yuan changed his clothes and half a pot of porridge was ready.

The uncle and nephew had hot porridge and some braised vegetables and cold dishes for dinner.

After dinner, Wen Yong rushed to wash the dishes and pots.

Wu Yuan didn't stop him either.

The next day is Saturday, October 12th.

At noon, Tengda Company booked a table at the Jing'an Hilton.

Wu Yuan attended with Ma Mingjun and Fan Bingbing. In addition to Vice President Fan of Huashan Hospital, Director Yu also came as expected.

The guests and hosts enjoyed the meal thoroughly, and the gifts were accepted.

The two parties also completely finalized the project.

When Wu Yuang returned to Qihua Building from the Jing'an Hilton, he was relieved when Huang Qifan called after him.

"I heard that you are in Shanghai and there is a TV tower project. Are you interested?"

"Pearl of the Orient?" Wu Yuan blurted out.

Now it was Huang Qifan's turn to ask: "Do you know about this?"

Wu Yuan quickly looked back and said, "I heard something."

"But this project will be led by the Construction Management Bureau, and you can only be responsible for the work..."

Before Huang Qifan could finish speaking, Wu Yuan interrupted: "I understand, we do the work, and the reputation will be with them."

"interested in?"

"certainly."

Wu Yuan has coveted this landmark construction project for a long time.

As the construction unit, Tengda Second Construction, even if it cannot gain a reputation on the surface, it can at least train a team.

Now that the Oriental Pearl Tower has been built, what kind of buildings cannot be built in Pudong in the future?

After hanging up the phone with Huang Qifan in a few words, Wu Yuan turned around and called his second apprentice Zhao Baojun.

As soon as Baojun heard about the project, he immediately put down all the work he was doing and rushed over from Pudong.

Compared to the Ming army, Baojun was able to withstand the situation.

Besides, it may take a while before the TV tower project is actually put on paper and construction begins.

For the initial contact, leave it all to him.

Wu Yuan was also relieved.

After get off work that day, Wu Yuan was in a good mood.

I passed by the vegetable market next to the community and bought some fresh chicken, fish, meat, eggs, and green products to prepare a good meal in the evening.

After I bought it, I realized that this kid, Wen Yong, wouldn't have bought braised vegetables and cold dishes in advance at home, right?

If that were the case, I would have bought too much of this dish tonight.

As a result, when I entered the house, I saw it was empty.

Wen Yong hasn't come back yet?

Wu Yuan looked at the clock and decided to wait patiently.

After all, such a big young man couldn't possibly get lost on his own.

So I put on my apron and started preparing dinner.

As expected, I have just been busy for a short time.

The voice of Brother Lu's Lada came downstairs. Wu Yuan stretched his head and saw Zhong Wenyong and Lu Huan getting off the back row of the Lada together.

Wu Yuan frowned. Does this child have a bit of Sima Zhao's heart?

He was not kicked out of the car by Brother Lu?

After getting off the car, Zhong Wenyong seemed to remember something.

After saying hello to Lu Wenqing, he turned around and walked out.

As a result, Wu Yuan stopped him in time and said: "Wen Yong, you don't need to buy anything. Brother Lu, Huanhuan, it just so happens that you two are here for dinner."

Lu Huan immediately jumped for joy: "Oh, I can taste Uncle Wu's craftsmanship again! What a pleasant weekend!"

Although Lu Wenqing's eyebrows were a little worried, with Huanhuan's atmosphere and responsibility present, nothing was a problem.

When the lanterns came on, a table of wine and food was spread all over the dining table.

The older generation has topics for the older generation.

Two little ones, there are two little ones talking.

It's quite enjoyable.