The Rebirth of 88 Begins with a Carpenter

Lao Fan and his wife sent Wu Yuan and Xiong Gang away with great gratitude.

Fan Weimin ate all the lumpy noodles in the bowl in one go.

Only then did I hear Lao Fan's daughter-in-law holding half a bowl of noodle soup and saying, "Old Fan, Boss Wu has been so kind to our family!"

Fan Weimin said succinctly: "I know. Bingbing is in Shanghai, thanks to him."

He didn't say anything else.

But also obvious.

Ever since he came back from prison, the neighbors have avoided them.

Feel bad for them.

Xu's family even opened a Xu's restaurant in the opposite door with great fanfare, and used it as the door to give him eye drops every day.

Only Wu Yuan remained the same as before.

There may be a daughter-in-law's face here, but Wu Yuan's words between the lines really make people feel inaudible and alienated, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Leaving from the village, Wu Yuan had just returned home when Fan Bingbing's call came to his home.

As soon as the phone was connected, there was only a soft voice on the other end: "Boss..."

Just say nothing.

Wu Yuan heard, "Hey, Fan Bingbing, what's the matter with the company?"

"The company is fine, it's my dad's business..." After speaking, the other end of the phone cried out.

Liu Hui, who was not far away, looked sideways frequently, thinking that her son-in-law had done something to the little girl of other people's family.

Wu Yuan suddenly panicked and said, "Where's Zou Ning?"

As a result, Zou Ning's voice came from the other end of the phone and said, "Boss, I'm here."

Wu Yuan suddenly said angrily: "You are here, and you don't help persuade? Do you have no eyesight at all?"

Zou Ning pouted, "Boss, Ming Qi is here too."

"Don't worry about Ming Qi, you should try to persuade Bing Bing first. It's winter, your face is crying, who is it?"

As a result, Fan Bingbing stopped crying and said, "Boss, I thank you, on behalf of the whole family!"

Wu Yuan frowned.

On the other end of the phone, Ma Mingqi said weakly: "Sister Bingbing, what you said sounds like a curse."

Fan Bingbing didn't care about being moved, and quickly distinguished: "Boss, I didn't. I did it from the heart, from the bottom of my heart."

Unexpectedly, Zou Ning broke the stage and said: "It really looks like a curse. Okay, you dare to scold the boss! Boss, when you come back, I will deduct all her bonus!"

The three girls watched and made a fuss.

On the contrary, it made Wu Yuan feel a lot easier.

Wu Yuan hung up the phone, and saw his daughter Yueyue pointing at the Panpan panda on TV, giggling happily.

Coincidentally, it happened to be an advertisement for Panpan Furniture.

Xiao Jiang realized it later, but it didn't prevent him from being silly and happy with his sister.

Wu Yuan played with the two children for a while, and then saw his wife came back.

Seeing that it was time to eat, but the father-in-law Yang Zhishu hadn't been seen yet, so he asked, "Where's dad?"

Yang Luoyan changed into an apron and said, "Father may have forgotten the time again, you go to the village to have a look."

Wu Yuan got up and became a monk, and went straight to the village.

In the village factory, both workshops are still working overtime.

Wu Yuan first talked about the move tomorrow and the day after tomorrow with Master Qiao Siye and Xi Susu alone.

Let them prepare in advance.

I turned around and went out from the village department, but I didn't meet Yang Zhishu.Just as I was about to go to the house to have a look, I saw my father-in-law wearing a military overcoat, walking with his head sullen.

"Father." Wu Yuan went forward to meet him and handed him a cigarette.

"Why do you come here when you have time?" Zhishu Yang took the cigarette and said, "You guys eat at home first, why don't I go now?"

"It's almost Chinese New Year. Of course, it's interesting to eat hot food together as a family."

The grandfather and two walked side by side.

Hearing Yang Zhishu change the subject: "You let Chen Yu work in the marketing department, she can't read a few big characters, is that the material?"

Wu Yuan explained: "Father, my eldest sister's culture is not good. But I have lived with my eldest brother-in-law for so long, and I have been somewhat influenced by it. In addition, she welcomes and sends, is articulate, and has strong plasticity."

Yang Zhishu took a puff of smoke and said, "Anyway, you can do what you want. Now your factory is bigger, but it is not as good as before. You have to be more organized when you employ people and do things. Don't use the public for personal reasons and affect the overall situation."

"Don't worry, Dad. I will pay attention to the elder sister's side."

"Panpan furniture is very popular recently," Yang Zhishu sighed, "I didn't expect that you made it a blockbuster again. Today in the village, I heard that the head of the township Bian said that you have become famous and did a good job. In the future A silk reeling factory may not have a good start like you."

"Major Bian is polite."

"Actually, he's not being polite." Yang Zhishu lowered his voice and said: "This is what our father and I said in private. You may not be as good as him when you are an official. But in business, ten of him, Bian Xiaosheng, may not be able to catch up with you."

"Father, you are exaggerating."

"No exaggeration! Where is the exaggeration?" Yang Zhishu stared and said, "There are so many carpenters in the county, how many of them can reach your level? You are not the only one!"

After finishing speaking, he changed the subject and asked, "If this goes on, will the profit of Panpan Furniture break through this figure next year?"

Wu Yuan looked at the old man's gesture and said, "500 million?"

Yang Zhishu nodded.

Wu Yuan said with a relaxed face, "Father, it's not a big problem."

His goal is to sell 5000 million yuan, and the profit must account for at least half of it.

Yang Zhishu's face turned serious, "Then we really have to quickly dilute the shareholding ratio of each village, so as to save too many points and increase their appetite."

Wu Yuan didn't say much.

This matter, with the increase of his additional investment in the future, will naturally be diluted.

The problem is not big.

The two passed by the community between Wu Yuan's house and Lao Dong's house. Secretary Yang pointed to this large open space and said, "Next year, the village will run a primary school and plan to start here. What do you think?"

This didn't change much from Wu Yuan's impression.

After the establishment of the village-run primary school, several college students really came out of it.

It was not until 20 years later that they were gradually withdrawn and merged due to the sharp decrease in the number of rural teachers and students.

But anyway, within the past 20 years, the school-age children in the village are happy.

No need to run so far anymore, go to the countryside to go to school.

As for the urban-rural disparity in the strength of teachers, this point is unavoidable.

But gold always shines.

In an era when involution was not so tragic, outstanding students still blazed their own path.

"Very good, Dad."

The next morning.

A few empty Jiefang cars drove into the village factory yard in one breath.

Pei Na and Zhao Guo in the financial office looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Guoguo, didn't our furniture inventory run out yesterday? Why is there still a car to pull the goods?"

"That's right, I'm surprised too."

Zhao Guo got up and went out to ask, and the driver who got off the car said: "We are here to move. Boss Wu means that we will use these two days to move to the new factory."

Zhao Guo turned around and saw that Pei Na and Yuan Tao were both excited.

The driver continued, "However, your financial office and marketing department will move along with the cafeteria at the end."