The Rebirth of 88 Begins with a Carpenter

Chapter 64 The third item on the shelves of the furniture factory
Early in the morning, a group of people gathered in the courtyard of the township police station.

After going through the scene just now, Lin Miaomiao seemed to temporarily let go of her eagerness to see Zhao Baojun, and wrapped her rice bucket tightly in her padded jacket, and asked Wu Yuan coldly: "Old uncle, you are attracting bees and butterflies outside, aunt do you know?"

"Which eye of yours saw me attracting bees and butterflies?"

"Both eyes have seen it." The girl became unreasonable, and it didn't make sense at all.

Wu Yuan didn't bother to talk to her, so he stopped a comrade who was coming in and out, stuffed a pack of cigarettes, and said a few words.

Not long after, Zhao Baojun was led out.

The policeman who led the arrest was Director Yao who personally led the arrest last night.

"Boss Wu, I'll leave it to you. Take it back and criticize it!"

The scene still has to be said.

Wu Yuan handed the smoke familiarly: "Thank you, Director Yao, I'll show you some other day, and let's go to the county to have a meal together."

Director Yao beamed: "Will it be too expensive in the county? Fan's Restaurant is pretty good."

"Just listen to Director Yao."

Walk out of the township police station.

Zhao Baojun was listless, and still lacked energy.

It seems that this night was tossed enough.

Lin Miaomiao took out the rice bucket that had been in her pocket for a long time, and when she opened it, the noodles were soaked and rotten.

Just like this, Zhao Baojun didn't dare to wrinkle his brows, and he was about to drink noodles directly after taking it.

Wu Yuan couldn't stand it anymore, so he stopped him and said, "It's so cold, it hurts my stomach. Let's go, drink some hot and spicy soup to warm up."

There are many snack bars on both sides of the streets in the village.

Especially around the township central primary school, there are five or six houses on both sides of the gate.

The three entered the Hu spicy soup shop and sat down, Wu Yuan directly ordered a bowl for Zhao Baojun, plus half a catty of pot stickers.

Zhao Baojun drank the first bowl of Hu spicy soup in one go, and then he came back to his senses, and said with a dejected face: "Master, those people probably hate me. Director Yao and the others are unreliable, so they killed me on the spot." I sold it."

Wu Yuan was not surprised.

Because according to his and Zhao Furen's plan, it was originally arranged like this.

"Remember the grudge, just bear the grudge, anyway, you will avoid dealing with those people in the future!"

Even so, the young Zhao Baojun still couldn't get rid of the feeling of death in his heart.

At this moment, a cheerful voice sounded from behind: "What a coincidence, you guys are coming to eat spicy soup too?"

Wu Yuan looked back.

The person who came was none other than Fan Bing who just opened the window to say hello, Fan Bingbing.

Fan Bingbing was wearing a red coat at the moment, with a fluffy scarf wrapped in a pretty face that could be broken.

This plain makeup without technology is even more durable than the real star in my impression.

But compared to Yang Luoyan, he is still a bit inferior.

Wu Yuan withdrew his admiring eyes, and heard Lin Miaomiao next to him say: "Old uncle, you have nothing to do here, aunt is still at home waiting for you to do farm work."

Fan Bingbing's expression changed drastically.

In fact, she had already heard about the fact that Wu Yuan had married.

But still couldn't control the inexplicable attraction, and couldn't help but want to get close to him.

Wu Yuan took the opportunity to send a step and said: "Just go back and tell Boss Fan that tomorrow night, I will invite comrades from the police station to dinner, and I will prepare according to the banquet last time."

"Yes, I see." Fan Bingbing hurried away upon hearing this.

As soon as Fan Bingbing left, Lin Miaomiao immediately swelled up, as if she had helped Yang Luoyan out a lot.

He was angry at Wu Yuan.

The kid is a little bright, but not much.

Wu Yuan didn't bother to expose her small thoughts, went out, pushed into the car, and went straight to the water conservancy station.

As the newly appointed webmaster, Xiong Gang arrived at the unit early.

Although the yard of this unit is not as big as the police station, there are only three or five rooms available.

Xiong Gang was very surprised, so he made him a pot of hot tea and said, "It's so early in the morning, why are you here?"

Wu Yuan took the teacup and told about the second apprentice's gambling.

Xiong Gang also agreed: "Gambling is no good, and it's hard to quit. Your trick has a strange angle."

Then he changed the topic again: "But it's easy to break down a game, but it's hard to break down the whole game. The rural areas are year-round, and the first two months before the end of the year are uncomfortable. There must be something to do."

Wu Yuan nodded to express his understanding: "It's just idle."

The two chatted for a while, and Wu Yuan talked about the dinner tomorrow night by the way, and went back to the village.

When they arrived at the factory, Zhao Baojun hadn't come yet.

The two children came back from the countryside all the way, and it might be dark.

Zhu Liubiao came over, hesitant to speak.

And Ma Mingjun completely ignored it, and directly opened the skylight to speak bluntly: "Master, Baojun was arrested for gambling."

There really is no impenetrable wall in the world.

Wu Yuan didn't change his face: "I know, I'll take care of him when I get back."

Immediately, he asked the two apprentices: "Where is the material I asked you to open, are you ready?"

Zhu Liubiao immediately pointed to the pile in the corner and said, "It's all done, Master."

Ma Mingjun took the opportunity to ask: "Master, what kind of furniture is this going to be made of?"

This kid doesn't study deeply.

But there are many problems.

Wu Yuan walked over, looked at the material and asked the two apprentices the question: "What do you think? Guess boldly."

In the end, Ma Mingjun's guess was really bold: "Master, are you going to make a baby carriage?"

Zhu Liubiao couldn't help laughing: "How is it possible? How can a pram use such a thick wood? Besides, prams made of wood are not very popular."

Ma Mingjun felt aggrieved when he was robbed of a sentence: "Master asked me to guess boldly."

Wu Yuan nodded: "Lao Liu's guess is right. When the furniture factory is established next year, if we only rely on Simmons beds and modular cabinets, the product line will be too single. So I plan to try to make modular sofas, and three of them The seat sofa also functions as a folding bed."

"Isn't this too complicated?" Ma Mingjun murmured.

But Zhu Liubiao has already started to think about how to conveniently convert a three-seater sofa into a folding bed.

The pursuit of foreign style makes it possible for modular sofas to replace single-seat sofas and enter thousands of households.

But at the same time, the housing area of ​​most families has not increased.

The space occupied by the combined sofa must be made up from other aspects, so that this demand can be realized.

For this reason, Wu Yuan thought about two sets of sectional sofas.

Let Ma Mingjun and Zhu Liubiao open the materials respectively.

As a result, the two apprentices piled up all the materials together.

Wu Yuan picked out a few and looked at them, and felt that they were almost the same, so he passed the work to the two apprentices and said, "Pick out your materials, and then ask me what to do next."

After the assignment was over, Wu Yuan smoked a cigarette and chatted with the masters.

It wasn't until Zhao Baojun and Lin Miaomiao appeared greasy and crookedly that Wu Yuan waved at Lin Miaomiao: "Come here and make something for me."

Then stopped Zhao Baojun who was about to enter the workshop room and said: "You don't do it today, go back and have a good sleep, and make up the work tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)