The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Yan Ruqing took care of things that he couldn't do anything about with just one phone call.

This is really "the mountain is heavy and the river is full of doubts, there is no way out, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and there is another village".

While Wu Yuan was happy, he said sincerely: "Sister Yan, I must treat you to a meal to express my gratitude. You choose the location!"

Yan Ruqing said calmly, "Listen to me first."

"The news has been retrieved, but the content needs to be cut. The theme of the May 1 Labor Day inspection cannot be mentioned, so it has been changed to a newsletter about the guarantee of the Asian Games, which will be broadcast on tonight's news broadcast."

No wonder it took Yan Ruqing a while to make this call.

Ganqing also discussed with the other party the plan of 'how to make money'.

Wu Yuan said without hesitation: "It's okay, Sister Yan. As long as you can get on, you can change it to anything."

Yan Ruqing hummed, and then said, "I heard from a friend that there was a picture of you in the news. So, Panpan Furniture Factory is also your company?"

Wu Yuan smiled, and humbly admitted: "That's right, Panpan was developed from the first small workshop I opened in my hometown back then. After so many years, she is just like my child."

There was a moment of silence on the phone.

Yan Ruqing could hear the sincerity in Wu Yuan's words.

But she still refused and said: "Okay, I won't have to eat. If you have time, try to make the decoration design of Chen Yan's villa, and don't be compared by the chief designer of HASSEEL."

Wu Yuan said happily: "Understood, I will try my best. Designate not to embarrass you, Sister Yan!"

After hanging up the phone, Wu Yuan's mood changed.

Just don't wait for the office.

Save Gao Fei and Jiang Xiao from feeling uncomfortable.

They took Zou Ning and Ma Mingchao with them, took a Mercedes-Benz taxi, and went straight to the Asian Games Village Hotel where they stayed last time.

The conditions of the Asian Games Village Hotel are good.

Otherwise, the last donation ceremony would not have been held here either.

As soon as Zou Ning walked into the lobby, he couldn't help cheering and said, "Boss, can I live here every day from now on?"

"You are so beautiful!" Wu Yuan said without too much emotion: "Take a break and go out to find a house. If necessary, call Jiang Xiao together."

Zou Ning muttered, "Is it so urgent? Can people live here for two days?"

"Success!" Wu Yuan nodded and said, "Today you can find a house in a Mercedes-Benz, but tomorrow you two will have to take the bus or subway by yourself. You choose."

When Zou Ning heard this, he hurriedly said, "Then let's hurry up!"

Wu Yuan opened a business package, first made a phone call to the office, and left the number to Song Xian.

Then he took a solid afternoon nap, and when he woke up, he was thinking about the design of Chen Yan's villa in his room.

Behind closed doors.

The old man likes Chinese style, and the whole family hopes that life will be more convenient.

That is the perfect combination of Chinese style and modern style, a combination of Chinese and Western styles.

Scenes of Chinese-style and Western-style decoration scenes flashed in my mind like a movie.

Combining the impressions left during the house inspection in the morning, replace, match, and merge.

If you can't integrate, just change to another one and continue.

Thinking of the place where the inspiration flashed in this way, I felt that it was amazing, so I drew it on paper.

Such a picture, scene by scene.

The manuscripts gradually piled up.

None of them looked like a formal design drawing, but more like a popular PPT in later generations.

The handmade kind.

This busy, time passed unknowingly.

It wasn't until there was a knock on the door, accompanied by Ma Mingchao's voice, that Wu Yuan raised his head and made a crisp sound of Kaba Kaba. It turned out that it was already dusk outside. Turning to look at the desk clock on the table, it was seven o'clock.

It was a quiet afternoon, not a single phone call.

Wu Yuan opened the door, washed the handle, put on his coat by the way, and went out with Ma Mingchao, "Has Ningning come back?"

Ma Mingchao shook his head: "Probably not, I just knocked on her door, and there was no one."

"Then let's eat."

The two of them ordered four dishes and one soup in the restaurant of the hotel, and ate slowly.

The closed-circuit television hanging from the ceiling, instead of broadcasting the video of Hong Kong TV station, was rebroadcasting the news broadcast of CCTV.

Wu Yuan raised his head and took a look, then buried himself in his meal.

Until Ma Mingchao suddenly pointed at the TV and said in surprise: "Boss, you are on TV."

Ma Mingchao's voice was not loud, but the guests at the surrounding tables heard it, and they all looked over.

Wu Yuan's expression was very calm.

It's a pity that a text message only lasts 45 seconds, and it stopped abruptly as soon as I got a clue.

Fortunately, Panpan furniture was mentioned three times, and Panpan's trademark, county magistrate Xu and even himself were all given pictures.

Wu Yuan was quite satisfied and ate another bowl of rice.

Even though it was only 45 seconds, many people still noticed it.

Yang Wanwan is one of them.

He read the entire text message word for word, and understood the meaning behind this text message more deeply.

From the early donation to the Asian Games to the current supply guarantee for the Asian Games, Boss Wu's Panpan Furniture Factory may have reached a height that is beyond his reach.

Liangzheng and Weiguo's small calculations are not enough in comparison.

At the same time, at the home of the old branch secretary in Liyuan Village.

Yang Zhishu was watching the news broadcast, eating like chewing wax.

Liu Hui didn't let him drink, and the dinner was tasteless at all.

As a result, Xiao Jiang suddenly pointed at the TV and yelled, which immediately attracted his idea.

Party Secretary Yang took a closer look, slapped his thigh excitedly and said, "Xiao Yuan is on the news broadcast, we must have a drink tonight!"

"Drink, drink, drink you to death!"

Although Liu Hui said so, she said it with a smile, and after all, she took out the wine.

Yang Zhishu picked up the phone first and said, "I have to call Xiaoyuan first."

As a result, the call was naturally not connected, because he didn't know the phone number of Wu Yuan's room in the Asian Games Village Hotel.

Wu Yuan returned to the business suite after dinner, and the phone rang before the hot water was ready.

After picking up the phone and listening, before it was close to his ears, he heard the high-pitched voice of his sister-in-law Yang Chenyu.

"Our news is on TV, have you watched it?"

Wu Yuan hummed vaguely.

Maybe it was because the sound of "hmm" was a little dull, Yang Chenyu said rather dissatisfied: "What is eh? I have been looking forward to it for many days! How did you do it?"

Wu Yuan said casually: "A friend said to help me ask, and then it was done."

Yang Chenyu opened his mouth, and said after a while, "I also want such a friend."

As soon as the words fell, another phone rang at Yang Chenyu's hand, and immediately said: "Stop talking, I'm here to live!"

Wu Yuan hung up the phone, picked up the kettle and made a cup of tea to relieve his boredom.

Dinner was too greasy.

At this moment, the door was knocked again.

Wu Yuan asked, "Who is it?"

The response was a delicate female voice: "Boss, customer service!"

Wu Yuan's whole body was excited, and he didn't get tired of it immediately, my good guy, this is the Asian Games Village Hotel that entertains the outside world.

"Thank you, I don't need it."