The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

In fact, Wu Yuan didn't care about such things that were missed.

It's nothing more than a lottery.

Have fun with it, and don't delay without it.

But Sun Erhei couldn't stand it anymore and continued to rage in front of Gong Dabiao: "Brother Biao, how can we be worse than Li Hongzhong? In this matter, he must not be compared to him."

Gong Dabiao has the spirit, but this kind of courtyard treasure hunting is not something that can be found just by looking for it.

That depends on whether there are any treasures in the courtyard.

Xu Shi saw Gong Dabiao's hesitation, and Sun Erhei added to the anger: "I heard that many people around here are secretly digging treasures. A few days ago, someone dug up several jars of Yuan Datou , and was taken away by the police.”

After the rumors spread, there are falsehoods in the truth, and truth in the falsehood.

It is convincing.

Gong Dabiao said solemnly: "Then we must not let the boss be happy in vain, and we must not alert the police. In this way, let all the masters be careful, and don't miss any details!"

Sun Er's black fart went down to pass on the message, and he picked up his own pack of cigarettes by the way.

As a result, Mao didn't notice it all morning.

The previous owner of this secondary courtyard was too careful when they moved.

Not a single decent piece of furniture remained.

So much so that at lunch, everyone who met Li Hongzhong felt that he was a head short.

This damn desire to win...

Wu Yuan saw it.

But he didn't say anything. For the newly formed construction team, he wanted to grow up as soon as possible.

In addition to placing Tengda's old masters in the area, this is the way to let them compete with each other and compare.

There's nothing wrong with that.

Wu Yuan just fiddled with Yan Ruqing's camera and papers, preparing to take a final photo of the two courtyard houses before renovation.

The opening ceremony can be saved, but it cannot be saved.

Because Wu Yuan could see that Yan Ruqing still liked the healing feeling brought about by the contrast before and after the transformation.

After a click to take pictures, I was busy for more than an hour.

Most of the masters couldn't understand it, and leaned against the wall to rest on their own, without asking too much.

Only Sun Erhei came forward: "Boss, these are going to be stripped off, why are you filming these?"

It is incomprehensible to tell the masters that it will be cured or not.

Wu Yuan had already thought about the answer to this, and blurted out, without even stuttering: "This is a renovation project. Is the final effect good or not? There must be no reference object?"

"Yes!" Sun Erhei didn't seem to be thinking about this issue, so he grinned after hearing this: "Boss, can you take a photo for me by the way, wash it out, so I can send it back to my mother."

Wu Yuan fiddled with the camera, took a picture of the blank hand in paper in his pocket, and made sure to take a picture for all these masters. It was not a big problem, so he asked, "Why didn't you send it to your wife?"

Sun Erhei's face darkened immediately: "Before I came out to work, my daughter-in-law thought I was poor and ran away with someone."

Good guy, Wu Yuan killed the topic in one sentence.

He simply raised his camera and said, "Where to take the photo, you pick a background and set up a pos!"

Sun Erhei obviously had plans long ago: "Boss, it's right at the gate of this courtyard, are you in?"

"Medium!" Wu Yuan responded happily.

After taking pictures for Sun Erhei, he told him: "Go and ask other masters, and those who want to take pictures and send them home, hurry up."

"okay!"

By the time the masters of the two construction teams finished shooting, Wu Yuan's film was almost used up.

Checking the time, it was almost the time agreed with Mrs. You, so she took the camera, got into the Mercedes-Benz, and went straight to the unit area where You Chu's home was located.

When the Mercedes-Benz drove to the gate of the community, it stopped.

Wu Yuan also pushed the door and got out of the car.

Because the decoration team led by Pan Mazi's younger brother Pan Er was squatting under the shade of a tree at the entrance of the community, smoking a cigarette.

Seeing Wu Yuan appearing, the three of them stood up one after another. Pan Er was extraordinarily respectful to Wu Yuan, and hurriedly took out cigarettes everywhere.

Naturally, what I took out was the good cigarettes hidden in another pocket.

It's just that he hasn't practiced this trick yet.

Obviously knowing that the good cigarettes are in the left pocket, the first thing to take out is the big front door in the right pocket.

He was about to put it back and exchange it for Hongtashan, but was interrupted by Wu Yuan: "Okay, this is it, it's not like I haven't smoked before."

Pan Er, like Pan Mazi, was a bricklayer.

In addition to him as a bricklayer, there is Ma Desheng, a carpenter, and another master woodworker Wang from northern Hebei.

Wu Yuan lit a cigarette and asked, "Why don't you go in? Have you eaten all?"

Pan Er nodded again and again: "Eat, eat. You didn't come, boss. We waited for you here, and went in together."

Wu Yuan turned around and said, "Then let's go, the time is almost up."

Compared with Pan Mazi's human essence, Pan Er obviously lagged behind in dealing with people and things.

So on the way, Wu Yuan took the opportunity to tell Ma Desheng: "Master Ma, the owner of this house is an official. From now on, you should help Master Pan more when dealing with people."

Ma Desheng agreed concisely: "That's natural, boss."

Not long after, the four came to Room 301, Unit 1, Building 4.

A large front door was smoked out downstairs and wiped out.

Standing in front of the door at this moment, Wu Yuan knocked on the door and said, "Mrs. You, I am Wu Yuan."

As soon as the words were finished, the door opened, revealing Mrs. You who was so full of anticipation that she held her breath.

Half a month later, Mrs. You seemed to be plump again.

Maybe it's a little flesh, maybe it's because the thin clothes can't cover it up.

Or maybe it's both.

But Wu Yuan naturally couldn't take this as an opening remark, but said right away: "Mrs. You, for Sister Yan's sake, I have always taken our renovation project to heart. This will free up manpower. I brought them right away."

Mrs. You seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and she directly took out two packs of Hongtashan to say hello: "Yes yes yes, Boss Wu is smoking with all the masters."

This handwriting is somewhat inferior to that of the homeowners who renovated in Shanghai.

But Wu Yuan didn't say anything, and the three masters didn't know either.

After all, Pan Er had never been to Shanghai before. As for the treatment he enjoyed in the decoration of the villa area, it was naturally incomparable for this ordinary residential decoration project.

After signing and taking the keys, Mrs. You left early.

Wu Yuan was left behind to take out the blueprints and introduce to the three masters the general situation of the decoration of the entire three bedrooms and one living room.

After all, Pan Er is a bricklayer, and drawings are not his strong point.

So Wu Yuan had to say a few more words to give the three of them a clue.

As a result, I didn't expect Master Ma to get started very quickly.

Not only have you got started, but you can draw inferences about other cases from one instance.

Hearing that, Wu Yuan was half relieved and said: "Master Pan, this blueprint is based on Master Ma's understanding. If he can understand it, you should learn from it."

Then he said to Ma Desheng: "Master Ma, if there is anything you don't understand in this drawing, don't think about it yourself, just ask me. If it is not complete, there will be some mistakes and omissions in the data. Communicate more."