The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Xi Susu didn't expect that either.

She just said it casually, but she got a positive response from her boss.

So I racked my brains to squeeze out those fragmentary thoughts and ideas in the weekdays unexpectedly.

Messy and disorganized.

Hearing this, Wu Yuan frowned.

The kid has ideas, yes, but not many.

By adding sofa throws, sofa pillows, and changing the design of skirts, these corners are not new tricks.

At best it's a new pose.

But this also reminded Wu Yuan.

It is time for the products of Xingwang Furniture Factory to be upgraded to adapt to new changes in the market.

As for Xi Susu's successor, at least he knows how to use his brain.

Wu Yuan felt that he could take over Lin Miaomiao's class, but he still needed to focus on training.

In time, it shouldn't be a problem to provoke the burden of Xingwang Furniture Factory.

After all, she was used to such a heavy burden.

Just then, the phone in the financial office rang.

After Zhao Guo picked it up, he handed over the phone and said, "Boss, I'm looking for you."

Wu Yuan took the phone, and it was the third brother-in-law Xiong Gang's call.

On the phone, Xiong Gang cut to the chase and said, "The mayor of Bian heard that you are back, and he wants to have a meal together."

Judging by the voice, the third brother-in-law should have made the call alone.

Wu Yuan asked bluntly: "Third brother-in-law, do you know what happened?"

Xiong Gang guessed, "I'm not sure, but it probably has something to do with the silk reeling factory."

Wu Yuan guessed Bian Xiaosheng's motive in an instant, but it was because the third brother-in-law acted as the middleman.

He couldn't refuse the meal.

However, when I think that the silk reeling factory has been successfully established, it has also made a profit, and it has indeed driven the development of the whole township, so it is a lot of balance.

"The Fan's restaurant is gone now, where do you plan to eat?"

"County Guest House, I'll be the host."

"How can I let you do this?" Wu Yuan said decisively: "Third brother-in-law, you can take care of the arrangement, and I will take care of it and arrive on time."

"Then six o'clock tonight?"

"OK."

After hanging up Xiong Gang's call, Wu Yuan waved his hand and said, "You all are busy, I'll go to the carpentry workshop."

Xi Susu first went to the sewing workshop, saw Wu Yuan go far away, then slipped back and asked Zhao Guo, "Sister Guoguo, did I behave very badly just now?"

Zhao Guo said frankly: "At least it's not good, but for you, it's pretty good."

"Well what does that mean!"

"Because your brain has gone elsewhere."

"Sister Guoguo!" Xi Susu stomped her feet angrily, then left angrily: "I don't care about you anymore, I always laugh at others!"

When Xi Susu walked away, Zhao Guo looked down at his chest.

How am I laughing at you? I don't know how much I envy you!

Before entering the carpentry workshop, Wu Yuan had already dismantled a pack of Xinhua seeds in advance.

He entered the door and called "Master", and then smoked a circle, and then the master and apprentice went to the yard outside the door to talk.

"Master, why don't you go to Shanghai to help me? I have been waiting for you to help me take care of the overall situation."

"I'm getting old, I don't want to move." Fourth Master Qiao let Wu Yuan get angry and said, "Besides, should you just throw away this mess in your family?"

Wu Yuan took the opportunity to say: "I'm also worried about this matter. According to this posture, I'm afraid orders will drop again before the end of the year."

Fourth Master Qiao puffed out a mouthful of smoke and said, "Flowers don't have a hundred-day success, let alone a factory?"

Wu Yuan spread his hands and said: "The order is gone, it doesn't matter if I earn less money. The key is that there are so many masters, what should I do?"

These words immediately hit the door of Master's life.

When the masters came here, many of them came to Mr. Qiao's door.

In case the factory's orders decline and there is not so much work, who will be allowed to leave and who will not be allowed to leave?

It's a big deal to think about.

Fourth Master Qiao took a few puffs of cigarettes before he said, "I don't understand sales and orders. But when it comes to division of labor, we can do whatever you want. There is no difference."

What I was waiting for was Master's words.

In fact, after talking with Xi Susu, Wu Yuan already had some clues.

After smoking two more cigarettes with Fourth Master Qiao, Ma Mingchao drove to the village.

"Just right, take me to the county." Wu Yuan said, waved goodbye to Fourth Master Qiao, and got into the car.

After Santana left Liyuan Village, Wu Yuan suddenly thought of it: "Let's go to the village first, and go to Fan's house."

Not long after, the silver Santana stopped in front of the small building of the Fan family.

The formerly bright and new signboard of 'Fanjia Restaurant' has been dilapidated, swaying in the autumn wind and making rustling noises.

The small building that was once brightly lit has also become extremely dim.

Wu Yuan got out of the car, stood at the door and yelled several times: "Is anyone there?"

After a long time, the old Fan's daughter-in-law came out slowly, and Wu Yuan was so scared that he didn't dare to recognize her on the spot.

Cloudy eyes, gray hair.

It seems that in half a year, I have aged ten years.

Old Fan's daughter-in-law walked up to Wu Yuanjin before she recognized him and said, "So it's Boss Wu, please sit in the room."

Wu Yuan followed in with mixed feelings, and saw old Fan's daughter-in-law busily pouring tea and looking for cigarettes.

After searching for a long time, there is only a half-packed front door in the house, which has been unpacked for a long time.

"Sister-in-law, don't be too busy." Wu Yuan took out the 600 yuan that Fan Bingbing brought from his pocket and said, "This is the 600 yuan that Bingbing asked me to bring back. You can see that it's a lot less?"

Old Fan's daughter-in-law took it gratefully and held it in her palm, but she didn't order it.

"Is Boss Fan okay?"

"Oh, what's the matter? Can it be all right there?"

"Can you come out a year ago?"

"It's ruined when you come out, what else can this society do!"

Wu Yuan smacked his lips, but he couldn't say anything to comfort him.

In the face of such a family that has gone through vicissitudes of life, any language is pale and powerless.

"Sister-in-law, Bingbing has done a good job in Shanghai, so don't worry."

At this time, old Fan's daughter-in-law's cloudy eyes revealed a gleam of light: "Bing Bing met a good person like you, Boss Wu. Both Lao Fan and I thank you. Thank you, Boss Wu..."

Leaving from Fan's house, Wu Yuan looked at the withered street outside the window, feeling like a lump in his throat.

Over the past year, private enterprises have been left behind, foreign enterprises have stagnated, and township enterprises have been dragged to death by triangular debts.

No one seems to be alone.

A small place like Beigang seems to have lost its vitality and returned to before liberation overnight.

When it came to the county department store, the popularity was even worse.

Even if the department store just spent a lot of money replacing the escalators, it won't save it.

Wu Yuan suddenly realized that in a small place like Beigang, the style and quality of the furniture were second to none.

The key is that ordinary people have no desire to consume.

That's the big problem.

Taking the escalator to the fifth floor, the popularity has almost returned to when it first entered the department store.

The difference is that at that time Yang Chenyu was full of energy.

It's not like now, with Chen Ya doing the homework, I didn't see myself appearing, and I lay flat when I saw it.

In the end, it was Chen Ya who discovered him first, and Yang Chenyu came over.

"Sister, according to your communication with customers, is our furniture style outdated and there are too few styles?"

Yang Chenyu held the handle in his hand, lying on the counter with a lazy look, and said: "There are people who say that. But I don't think it's the main reason. The main reason is that there are fewer customers!"

With that said, Yang Chenyu threw over a recording form.

It can be seen that the order completion rate of my sister-in-law has been rising since she first stood at the counter.

Tongue blooming lotus kung fu is also increasing day by day.

But it can't stand the drop in customer traffic and Japanese dramas in the past few months.

No matter how high the order rate is, it will not help.

This somewhat confirmed Wu Yuan's guess.

But not enough.

After drinking the notebook and throwing it back to Yang Chenyu, Wu Yuan left without looking back.

Yang Chenyu asked from behind: "Brother-in-law, don't you want to stay for a meal?"

Wu Yuan said without looking back: "No, I'll eat at Big Brother's."

Two hours later, I arrived at Xingwang Furniture Store in Beiyin.

Just happened to meet Yang Ben and his wife having lunch.

As soon as Yang Ben saw him coming, he immediately got up and said, "I didn't say anything before I came, and I didn't have any preparations."

"Why don't you ask your sister-in-law to buy two dishes and let's drink two cups?"

Wu Yuan waved his hand: "I can eat whatever I want, and I have to accompany Bian Xiaosheng to dinner at night."

Li Yun immediately went to get a bowl of rice and said, "Brother-in-law, there's nothing to eat, so you'll just make do with it."

The three of them ate and chatted while eating.

"Brother, now the passenger flow in the county has dropped sharply, how is the situation in the urban area?"

"I've heard about it. But the urban area is okay, and the passenger flow has dropped. But the people who come here are attracted by the reputation, and the order rate is high."

"Are there any new requirements for furniture styles, such as pursuing the fashion and foreign style of big southern cities?"

Before Yang Ben could respond, Li Yun said first, "There are, but not many. But I think our furniture is mainly made of fabrics. It's really too simple, and there are not many choices."

This problem is easy to handle.

There are all kinds of styles in Wu Yuan's mind, and even Mandifei has ready-made ones for reference.

It is enough to graft some foreign style and trendy elements casually.

Simply finish your meal.

Someone came to the store, and the couple started to work.

Wu Yuan went out the door, refused Ma Mingchao to follow him by car, and strolled on the street.

The furniture is easy to make.

Once consumer confidence has withered, it will be difficult to revive it.

This is the same as the powerlessness of a person in middle age.

At this moment, a panda poster on the wall of a store came into his eyes.

Panda Panpan?

Wu Yuan immediately thought of the Asian Games in September next year.

It was a grand event, and the higher authorities relied on this event to revive the spirit of the entire nation.

In the end, it did achieve the desired effect.

Wu Yuan had an idea, isn't this the powerful medicine to revive his glory!

Thinking of this, he turned around and walked back.

Back at the door of Yang Ben's shop, he waved goodbye and said, "Brother, sister-in-law, I'm leaving first."

Li Yunruo said, "Would you like to sit down for a while?"

"No, no, no."

Watching the silver Santana go away, Li Yun asked curiously, "Why did his little uncle look like a different person in the blink of an eye?"

Yang Ben was also surprised, and casually said: "Maybe I figured it out, figured it out, figured it out!"