The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Ma Mingchao had no choice but to close the car windows and turn on the air conditioner.

By the way, spray some water from time to time, and turn on the wiper to scrape.

In this way, by the time they arrived at the construction site of the Mandifei Furniture Factory, the silver Santana body had already been covered with a layer of dust visible to the naked eye.

Zhao Baojun has brought people out to welcome him.

On the 60-acre construction site behind him, several large factories, office buildings, dormitory buildings, and even canteens and back kitchens have all sprung up.

The progress of the factory building is faster, and it is about to be capped.

The office building and dormitory building are only half built because of the higher floors.

The speed is not fast, but it can be seen that there is a steady demeanor.

At least Wu Yuan could see that the second apprentice had dared to catch up to his shortcomings in project management.

Inside the construction site, the management is in order.

Even if it is not impeccable, there are not many people who can be picky.

"Baojun, according to your estimate, can the work be completed in October?" Wu Yuan habitually kowtowed in his hand after taking over the Huazi who had been scattered by the second apprentice.

Zhao Baojun lit the lighter and said while setting fire to Master: "If it's the end of October, it should be about the same, generous. Why, Master, you have a new project here?"

Wu Yuan sucked in a few puffs, exhaled a big puff of smoke and said, "That's not true."

Zhao Baojun then explained: "The number of workers here is half that of his hometown, so the progress is slower. In addition, it may be that I have no experience and I am groping for many things. But in this process, I really exercise people. "

Wu Yuan flicked the cigarette ash and said, "You don't blame me for throwing you here, just let it go?"

"How can it be, master!" Zhao Baojun grinned: "But senior brother is indeed more comfortable than me."

"He!" Wu Yuan said casually, "It's worthless, and he won't move without my whip whipping behind him."

"Everyone has his own ambition, Master."

"Well, do your best, don't imitate him."

Zhao Baojun also understood that although he was a latecomer, but with Miao Miao's relationship, he was closer to his master.

The way Master entrusted him with important tasks many times also confirmed this point.

So Zhao Baojun worked hard and down-to-earth.

After leaving the furniture factory site, Wu Yuan naturally went to visit the Lannidu Furniture Factory.

As a result, after this trip, Ma Mingchao almost couldn't find his original way.

After finally entering the Lannidu Furniture Factory, there was a lot of mud on the car, as if returning from off-roading.

So much so that the old Jingtou, who was watching the door, looked through the window of the reception room for a long time, but he didn't recognize him.

In the end, he ran out and saw Wu Yuan rolled down the rear window, so he was relieved: "Boss, you haven't come for a while!"

Wu Yuan still threw a pack of red towers to Lao Jingtou and said, "I just returned to Shanghai."

After exchanging pleasantries, the silver Santana drove straight in and stopped directly in front of the factory director's office.

This factory director's office was the office that he visited the least often.

So when there is movement, the reaction is definitely the biggest.

Not only He Yunhui, the elder brother of the carpentry workshop, was moved upon hearing the news, but even Lin Miaomiao, the eldest niece of the sewing workshop, also rushed out.

But when Lin Miaomiao saw He Yunhui took out the cigarette, he retracted it first.

The brothers and sisters gathered together and chatted for a while.

Wu Yuan also learned about the current situation of the factory.

Although the development speed is not as fast as that of Panpan Furniture Factory, Mandifei mainly focuses on high-end luxury products, and its product series are constantly improving.

The main reason is that the tastes of high-end customers are becoming more and more sophisticated, and they are no longer satisfied with the three major items.

If you want all the furniture in your home to come from one family, make sure the style is uniform.

Wu Yuan has also seen the order data in Fan Bingbing's hands. Mandifi has always had orders, and the profit margin has been maintained very well.

This is already hard to come by.

After smoking two cigarettes, He Yunhui excused himself to go back and get busy.

Wu Yuan didn't make things difficult for him either, the eldest senior brother is not good at words.

The kung fu of being able to chat with myself about two cigarettes has been extraordinary.

Apart from himself, he could also chat with Master Qiao Siye for so long.

Because after all, he was his own master and father-in-law.

As a result, He Yunhui went back for a long time, and Lin Miaomiao never showed his face.

It wasn't until Wu Yuan appeared at the door of the sewing workshop and waved to her that the eldest niece reluctantly came out.

After not seeing her for a while, Lin Miaomiao's face showed a trace of determination and maturity.

This is certainly a kind of growth, but it made Wu Yuan feel a kind of separation and distance.

And in front of non-smokers, Wu Yuan was not used to smoking silently, so he said bluntly, "Bring Shi Lin to my house for dinner tonight. By the way, I will buy and cook by myself. Your aunt is not here."

Lin Miaomiao only let out a low voice, but Wu Yuan could hear a hint of warmth in the voice.

"Okay, let's go."

Seeing the mud-covered silver Santana go away, Lin Miaomiao, who turned back to the factory building, inexplicably briskly walked.

Back to Qihua Building by car, Ma Mingchao didn't get out of the car, and said directly: "Boss, I'm going to wash the car."

Although it's just a Santana, not as good as BJ's Mercedes, but it's the first car after all, and I've developed feelings for it.

Wu Yuan waved his hand: "Go."

Then Shi Shi ran up from the elevator to the 17th floor.

The hustle and bustle of Tenda Company was still there, and Wu Yuan even saw many familiar faces from Huangjiaxiang Community.

A few greetings are indispensable, which makes people feel that the big boss Wu Yuan is very down-to-earth, and he doesn't just ignore old customers just because his business has grown.

Gradually, Wu Yuan also blended in and relaxed.

It's fine to chat with the little daughters-in-law in Shanghai.

Until two policemen showed up at the door.

After receiving the reception, Shen Lu looked back.

Wu Yuan got up and walked over, "I'm Wu Yuan, what's the matter with the two police officers?"

The two police officers, a man and a woman, are relatively young.

The brand-new 89-style police uniform is full of deterrence and heroic at the same time.

When Fan Bingbing took a look at the female police officer, she tensed up secretly, like a female cat seeing a natural enemy.

The male police officer didn't speak, and saw the calligraphy, painting and calligraphy hanging inside Tengda Company from the angle next to the front desk.

It really is a company with a background, no wonder it can work in such a luxurious office building.

The female police officer didn't have time to look at it, but took on the task of informing: "We are the city's anti-counterfeiting office. Now there is a case that requires you to go to the bureau to cooperate with the investigation."

Wu Yuan was also very puzzled.

Shouldn't cracking down on counterfeiting be the job of industry and commerce and quality supervision? Why are there two big caps?

But before Wu Yuan could respond, the Shanghai daughters-in-law behind him got excited first.

"Boss Wu is the victim, so why arrest him?"

"That is, if you don't catch the liars surnamed Ying and Peng, why are you here to catch good people?"

For a time, the crowd was excited.

The female police officer had no choice but to reveal: "Ying Fafu and Peng Erniu have been arrested and brought to justice, and Wu Yuan is here for a written investigation."

As usual, there will be one or two more later.