The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Around ten o'clock.

The door was knocked, and Ma Mingchao stood outside the door with an excited face, followed by Song Xian who was heartbroken.

After all, the money came from his account.

Wu Yuan opened the door, looked left and right, and asked, "Is Sister Yan here?"

"Miss Yan didn't come, so I left with Ms. Chen." Ma Mingchao explained, and then said impatiently: "Boss, the new car is parked downstairs, and Ms. Yan said hello. Not only is it cheaper by more than 50,000 yuan, but the procedures are also fast a lot of."

Speaking of this, Song Xian resentfully said: "That would cost 800,000, a full 800,000!"

Wu Yuan walked to the door and said, "Go, go down and have a look."

The three of them went downstairs to the hotel parking lot.

Without Ma Mingchao's reminder, Wu Yuan saw the Mercedes-Benz 260E at a glance.

Although it is not the extended concierge version, this one is just enough.

Allowing Ma Mingchao to open the car door, Wu Yuan sat in the driver's seat, "Yo, is it an automatic one?"

Ma Mingchao nodded his head like a chicken chopping rice, "It's very easy to drive, boss, why don't you try it?"

Wu Yuan looked at the time, then returned to the dashboard of the Mercedes-Benz and said, "I won't try it now, I'm going to see Ms. Sara later, and I'll try it by the way."

Ma Mingchao immediately said: "Then what are you waiting for? Boss, let's go now."

Song Xian stood aside with a dazed look on his face.

This is throwing away after you use it up.

Wu Yuan got out of the car, patted Song Xian on the shoulder and said, "Don't feel bad, if you earn money, you will spend it. Besides, this car will stay in BJ in the future, and it can be regarded as a business car for your office."

"If I can't come here for a long time, don't let this car stay. If there is nothing wrong with it, it will also cause problems."

Song Xian's eyes lit up: "Boss, what do you mean, I can also use this car when I meet clients in BJ?"

"Of course, several offices can get it. Cars, buy them and drive them."

Song Xian was gearing up, "Then I have to find time to learn a driver's license first."

Seeing Song Xian's growing swell and eagerness to try, Wu Yuan still reminded him: "But in BJ's territory, don't think that you can drive sideways by driving a Mercedes-Benz. It should be said that driving this car is more low-key. "

Song Xian nodded sympathetically.

But Ma Mingchao didn't understand: "Why?"

"Nonsense," Song Xian explained, "If you throw a brick in an important place in the capital, you can hit a few officials. We are in business, shouldn't we behave with our tails between our legs?"

The words are rough and the rationale is not rough.

With Song Xian's awareness, Wu Yuan felt relieved.

No wonder my aunt sent him over in the first place.

Immediately, Wu Yuan went back to the house and changed his clothes, and when they got down again, the two of them were still in the car, still unsatisfied.

Ma Mingchao noticed him coming, patted Song Xian, and immediately got off the driveway: "Boss, is it you or me?"

Song Xian immediately said, "Boss, then I'll go back to the office first."

Wu Yuan nodded to Song Xian, then gave way to Ma Mingchao and said, "You drive, I won't be in a hurry when I get back, I'll try to find a road section with less traffic."

The place Sarah decided to eat was in the Moscow Restaurant in the BJ Exhibition Hall.

Commonly known as Lao Mo.

Perhaps because there are more foreigners here, Sarah feels a sense of intimacy and security.

Ma Mingchao almost failed to find it, and turned around twice on the Xizhimenwai Street before finding the right intersection to turn in.

Wu Yuan didn't say anything.

But Ma Mingchao blushed from embarrassment, and repeatedly assured Wu Yuan: "Boss, don't worry, I will get familiar with the road when I have time, and I promise that next time I won't go wrong."

Wu Yuan hummed, but didn't say anything.

Because while speaking, the car had already stopped at Lao Mo's door.

Wu Yuan pushed the door and got out of the car, leaving Ma Mingchao alone.

Although Lao Mo didn't like it very much, when he entered the door, he was still surprised by the heaviness of the place.

Not to mention the old-fashioned restaurants that have been open since the 1950s, even the decorations that enter the door are covered with paste.

Moreover, the design of various wooden furniture, screens, and counters also touched Wu Yuan, a carpenter, a lot.

While appreciating, I saw a gust of fragrant wind blowing towards my face.

Taking a closer look, my good fellow, Sarah who ran towards me was even more generous than the last time we met.

But this kind of generosity, in the current Moscow restaurant, seems so integrated and unobtrusive.

Following Sara and returning to her seat, Hu Yao said on her own, "Boss Wu, how can there be any reason to make women wait?"

Wu Yuan kept his expression unchanged and said, "Ms. Sara doesn't mind at all, so what do you mind?"

Wu Yuan is not used to international friends.

What's more, your translator?

Sara saw that the two were communicating, and even asked Hu Yao about it.

But Hu Yao looked at Wu Yuan, gritted his teeth and passed by, but didn't tell the truth.

Wu Yuanhun didn't care, and immediately heard Sara say: "Boss Wu, the meeting last time was really great. I reported the corresponding situation to the headquarters and got the award from the headquarters. This shows that our route is right. Yes, exactly."

"Of course," Wu Yuan said as a matter of course, "I told you long ago that cooperating with me is a win-win situation for us."

Sarah nodded repeatedly, and said with her chest throbbing: "Yes, let's eat first, and talk while eating."

Soon, Sarah was communicating directly with the waiter.

Not only did he order his own share, but he also ordered Wu Yuan's share by the way.

Then he handed the menu to Hu Yao and asked her to choose by herself.

Feeling this gap, Hu Yao can only attribute it all to respect and to comfort herself.

Wu Yuan looked around, there were indeed quite a few foreigners with various skin colors.

It was as if all the foreigners in BJ had gathered together.

Sara seemed to feel something: "Boss Wu, to tell you the truth, I can feel the open atmosphere of Huaxia here. Of course, it also exists outside. The newspapers and the government have always mentioned it. But I always feel that It’s so secretive, it’s confusing.”

These words were translated by Hu Yao.

Seeing how she hesitated to speak, it was obvious that some sensitive words had been replaced by her.

Wu Yuan could understand Sarah's mood quite well, and followed the other party's words: "Sarah, don't worry. You represent Fendi, and the strategy of developing the mainland market in advance is very correct. The opening of the mainland is imperative, but because the door is closed It’s been a long time, and it’s inevitable that I’ll be a little apprehensive when I open the door.”

"...It is normal to be secretive, timid, and even probing back and forth. But please rest assured that all the efforts made by Fendi will not be in vain until the day when it is fully opened in the future."

Hearing these words, Hu Yao's eyes widened.

Even as a woman, she was a little uncomfortable with Wu Yuan's demeanor.

But I have to admit that this man's business sense is quite keen, and he is even more sophisticated in handling the mentality of cooperation, which makes Ms. Sara want to stop.

Sarah even expressed in private that she would not mind spending time with such an excellent man.

Of course, these are just whispers between the two of them.

I'm a bit stuck, so let's start with two chapters. Will make it up later.