The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

There is great power in numbers.

Although Yang Chenyu is still half a sick child, but with her back, Wu Yuan finally doesn't have to worry about recruiting for the marketing department.

The sun is fading westward.

At three o'clock, Xi Susu took the two young female workers back and forth, and at the same time recruited Yang Luoyan.

When Wu Yuan saw his daughter-in-law, he came out and asked, only to find out that it was the daughter-in-law who brought the clothes in person.

More than fifty sets, public relations suits and uniforms.

Yang Luoyan not only came in person, but also brought Boss He from Happy Photo Studio.

It is said that it is a welfare for female workers.

After changing one by one, all of them can take a photo for free.

Good guy, this is stealing my skills of whoring for nothing.

Let the female furniture factory worker become a free model in the clothing factory.

Having said that, Yang Luoyan's abacus really made a lot of noise.

After fifty young female workers of about the same height, short, fat, and thin put on public relations suits, they looked beautiful.

Wu Yuan instantly felt that he was in Guangdong.

Shaking his head to get rid of such unnecessary distractions, Wu Yuan turned around and found that Boss He was swallowing his mouth with a smile.

Worse than him.

This welcome lineup is too impactful.

Isn't it much better than dry boat fleets and gong and drum teams?

May 1st, as scheduled.

Tiangong followed suit and enjoyed a big sunny day.

With the breeze.

Spring is warm and flowers are blooming, so pleasant.

Wu Yuan arrived at Panpan Furniture Factory early in the morning, and heard the sound of gongs and drums coming from the direction of the silk reeling factory.

Standing at the gate of our factory, we set up a pergola to take a look.

Hey, the Ganqing gongs and drums team and the dry boat team were invited by the silk reeling factory.

Bian Xiaosheng, all right!

Just as he was watching leisurely, Yang Chenyu's Santana arrived.

He stopped beside Wu Yuan, opened the door and got out of the car, only to be accompanied by a light cough.

Wu Yuan withdrew his gaze and said, "Are you okay? Can you hold on?"

Yang Chenyu explained: "The fever has subsided a long time ago, but there is still some cough, and it needs to be raised."

After listening, Wu Yuan said: "Anyway, remember, no matter how big the matter is, it's not as important as your body. Don't turn around and come to me with your brother-in-law."

The sun is rising.

Half an hour before County Mayor Xu's visit at nine o'clock, the convoy arrived first from the north.

Wu Yuan and his second uncle Yang Guozhu stood on the third floor of the office building and watched from afar.

Yang Guozhu looked at it sincerely and said: "It seems to be Mayor Huang accompanied by Secretary Liu."

Wu Yuan nodded, but couldn't help but chuckled and said: "This old Bian, even asking for credit, wants to be ahead of our factory."

But Yang Guozhu interrupted: "Leave them alone, our motorcade is here too."

Looking in the direction of the second uncle's finger, Wu Yuan said with a smile: "Second uncle, this is the interview vehicle of the TV station, and it came here early to scout the way."

Yang Guozhu continued to stare at the driveway: "Why is there a sign on this car?"

Wu Yuan took a closer look, then quickly turned around and went down the stairs, "It's a provincial car, Second Uncle."

Good guy, County Magistrate Xu is indeed holding back a lot of money.

The provincial and Taiwan reporters were directly invited, and now the provincial and Taiwan news is on the mend.

The two of them came downstairs.

I saw the reporters and photographers from the provincial TV station, led by Secretary Lin, coming here first.

Two packs of Huazi were stuffed into the master photographer who was carrying dozens of catties of cameras.

The young female reporter couldn't put in a cigarette, so she just stuffed a red envelope.

Of course, Yang Guozhu did all of this.

The movement is called a skillful one.

Before Wu Yuan could react, Second Uncle had already finished his work.

It really is my second uncle in society.

Secretary Lin pretended not to see it, and said to Wu Yuan, "Director Wu, boss... County Chief Xu is coming soon. Let's get ready first?"

His mouth was sloppy, and he almost exposed his habit of calling the county magistrate's boss.

Wu Yuanquan pretended not to hear it, turned his head and said to Yang Guozhu: "Second Uncle, please call on the radio and ask Xi Susu to bring people over to line up to prepare."

Yang Guozhu turned his head and hurried away.

Secretary Lin pointed to the figures at the intersection in the distance and said, "Boss Wu, what are those people doing?"

Wu Yuan explained: "To tell you the truth, Secretary Lin, today happens to be the day when the factory recruits employees from the marketing department. In order to prevent the recruiters from affecting the inspection of County Mayor Xu, specially arranged personnel are responsible for the diversion at the intersection."

Secretary Lin clicked his tongue and said, "Boss Wu, you really are thoughtful."

Soon, the welcome banner at the gate of the factory was pulled up.

Then Xi Susu came along with the female workers in uniform.

That aura, that mental outlook made Secretary Lin look stupid on the spot.

The female reporter even slapped the photographer next to her and said, "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and take a picture!"

The photographer nodded in panic, turned on the machine, and put one on his shoulder.

Wu Yuan had already seen this scene yesterday, and he couldn't help but feel very pleased with everyone's reactions. Seeing Xi Susu lead the people over, he specifically asked, "Secretary Lin, look at our welcome queue, how do you stand properly?" ?”

Secretary Lin came back to his senses and said, "Boss Wu, just make arrangements, your arrangement is better than I thought."

Wu Yuan laughed and gave Xi Susu a look who was getting closer.

Everything went according to the rehearsal yesterday.

In fact, there is nothing special, they stand in two rows, holding plastic flowers in their hands.

But it is really the dress of this step skirt combined with the public relations suit, which is too impactful.

It is not surprising that other aspects fall into the cliché.

Eight fifty-five.

County Magistrate Xu's official motorcade appeared in the distance.

Not fast, but steady.

Under Wu Yuan's signal, the radio in the factory rang directly, playing the athletes' march, the most commonly used music for appearances.

Isn't this guy much better than the one with gongs, drums and firecrackers?

Three minutes later, the official convoy stopped at the gate of the factory.

County magistrate Xu got out of the car with a group of people, smiling all over his face, obviously very satisfied with all this.

Not only that, but he even held Wu Yuan's hand and said with a pun: "Director Wu, you did a good job! I brought the team to study today!"

Wu Yuan hurriedly said: "Don't dare, magistrate Xu, today our whole factory warmly welcomes all the leaders to come and guide us."

After all, it was in front of provincial TV cameras and reporters, so these words had to be said beautifully.

Immediately afterwards, the two welcome columns headed by Xi Susu and Yang Chenyu held up fake flowers and shouted welcome slogans in unison.

Now not only the magistrate Xu had a smile on his old face, but also all the cadres who followed him kept nodding, their approval was beyond words.

Then there is nothing special.

Everything was going according to the established procedure, Wu Yuan was dressed in a suit, and it was not unremarkable to be by his side.

But whenever county magistrate Xu went to a place and asked for relevant details, he could always answer concisely.

It not only makes the leading cadres feel that they understand, but also does not make them feel tired.

In the huge woodworking workshop, machines roared.

From a distance, it is magnificent.

The beams of the factory building are hung, and there are majestic slogans such as "Working hard for a hundred days, guaranteeing the supply for the Asian Games".

Doesn't this posture, this vigor, look much better than a silk reeling factory?