The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Chapter 1148 Asian Games Village Project, Cognitive Money

 Yan Ruqing asked this question at a high level, and she was looking forward to Wu Yuan's answer.

 But when Wu Yuan opened his mouth, she was surprised, but it was reasonable.

Wu Yuan cut the steak slowly and with just the right amount of force, without making even the slightest scraping sound with the plate. "Sister Yan, I feel at ease to earn this little money from the Asian Games Village project!"

“Carpentry, construction, and engineering are my specialties. I can keep earning money, and it can help provide livelihoods for hundreds of farmers. Why wouldn’t I do it?”

“As for those who make a big profit in Xiangjiang, it doesn’t happen very often. If we can make it once, we are extremely lucky.”

“If I mistook this kind of luck for strength, then I would be stupid.”

"Isn't there a saying? People can never make money outside their cognition. For me, this Asian Games Village project is within cognition, while crude oil futures, stocks and the like are outside cognition. "

 It was a eloquent conversation that sounded reasonable and reasonable.

If this guy didn't look like a farmer at all when cutting steak, Yan Ruqing would have almost believed it.

What's more, upon closer inspection, this statement is not entirely correct.

 Hong Kong crude oil futures investment opportunities, although not common.

 From the initial flipping of treasury bills, to later picking up money in the stock market, to this year's trip north to pan for gold, this guy has not missed any of these opportunities beyond his awareness.

 Despite this, Yan Ruqing did not intend to ask further.

When he pushed the woke goblet over, he looked at the way he was devouring it and said angrily: "You should also eat slowly."

Wu Yuan grinned: "Sister Yan, I'm just a rough person, don't be surprised."

 Yan Ruqing is beautiful and frowns slightly, is she a rough person? Where is it thick?

 Are you really a farmer in the countryside who can fry steak and have a candlelight dinner?

But Yan Ruqing didn't ask any further questions. To her, it was good that Wu Yuan maintained this sense of mystery.

 Always give people different expectations.

The two raised glasses together, and Yan Ruqing took a brief sip, then poured the rest of the red wine to Wu Yuan.

 This way of getting along really makes them look like siblings.

No one cares about anyone.

“Now that the Asian Games Village project has been finalized and I’m almost ready, I’m going to head north tomorrow and take a trip first.”

Wu Yuan tried to persuade him to stay: "Don't we have to wait until the spring comes and the flowers bloom? The weather has not even warmed up yet, and I'm afraid it will be even worse in the north."

Yan Ruqing said angrily: "I went to Moscow to explore the road first, not to Siberia to transport logs for you!"

In this regard, Wu Yuan could only follow the words and said: "Yes, yes, Sister Yan is ready to take action. The appointment has been arranged long ago, and it is not my turn to worry about it."

This tone actually sounded a bit resentful to Yan Ruqing.

 I couldn’t help but feel angry and funny at the same time.

 But inside, I felt a long-lost sense of connection.

 This kind of feeling cannot be given to her even by Mr. Huang, Mr. Ding and others who take great care of her.

So his tone was inexplicably gentle, and he said with a confessional tone: "After I leave, your business in Beijing should not be a big problem. I will come back every now and then."

"If during this period, you really encounter any difficulties that cannot be solved, go to Uncle Huang and he will send the eldest sister of the Huang family to come forward."

“Don’t do anything else, just go find Huang Sanben...”

At this point, Wu Yuan suddenly interrupted: "He is included in the Asian Games Village project this time, right? Lu Jinan should be the one sent by him to find out more about me, right?"

Yan Ruqing couldn't help but said in astonishment: "You know everything?"

Wu Yuan suddenly smiled, revealing two rows of white front teeth, and said with the honesty of a farmer: "I guessed it."

　　Then he shrugged, “I wasn’t sure before, but I’m sure now.”

Yan Ruqing began to explain: "As for the **** Huang Sanben, he doesn't have the ability to run the Asian Games Village project."

"His purpose in getting involved was simply to change hands and outsource it, and take advantage of the opportunity to see a 10% profit." "As a result, if you lay down like this, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to outsource it in the future, and it would be annoying to him. So just…”

Wu Yuan was heartbroken.

Yan Ruqing hadn't finished speaking, but said, "In that case, it's a shame that you gave up and broke the situation."

“If I really force myself to win this project, I will have to spend more money. When the time comes, Huang Sanben will turn around and rely on his ability to raise rice seedlings, and he will still be able to make a small profit without taking any risks.”

We have known for a long time that it is easy for the second generation to make money, but we did not expect it to be so easy.

 Fortunately, after Wu Yuan heard about it, he was no longer surprised.

He even comforted Yan Ruqing and said, "Sister Yan, this matter is over. It didn't cause us any big losses, so don't take it to heart and go north happily."

Yan Ruqing forced a smile and said, "You think more openly than me."

Wu Yuan said nothing.

But I feel secretly in my heart. After all, we have been together for two lifetimes, and our combined age is seventy or eighty years old.

Can you look away?

 After dinner, Wu Yuan put the pots and pans in the sink.

Yan Ruqing stopped him and said, "Put it there and someone will come and clean it up later."

“Besides, you should eat all the ingredients in the refrigerator when you have time to avoid them spoiling, which is also a waste.”

Wu Yuan slapped his chest loudly and said, "It's my duty!"

 “By the way, Sister Yan, happy holidays.”

Yan Ruqing was confused: "What festival?"

 “Women’s Day!”

"roll!"

Wu Yuan was baffled when he returned to his courtyard.

 Why, you’re not a woman yet, but you’re still a girl?

 This is unlikely, right?

 While thinking about it, I couldn’t come up with an answer.

On March 9, a rare light rain fell in BJ, which made the originally foggy sky a little clearer.

 Just the rain that fell after washing fell on the car window and slid down a muddy water line.

 Good guy, I had known that BJ would be very windy and sandy.

 I didn’t expect it to be so big!

By the time the Mercedes-Benz 260E arrived at the small building on the North Fourth Ring Road, the car's body was already dirty and unsightly.

　　Wu Yuan held an umbrella and got out of the car. Ma Mingchao looked at the sky helplessly and said, "My car was just washed yesterday!"

 Wu Yuan couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

　What day does this guy not wash his car?

If God takes care of you, will it still rain?

 He rushed to the stairs in three steps at a time. Wu Yuan put away his umbrella, shook his head, and climbed up the stairs with brisk and delicate steps.

 So much so that the few people who came to the Tengda office earlier did not notice it at all and continued to complain to each other.

 The one with the loudest voice is Yao Meili.

“The tap water in the capital has such a bad taste, it makes people’s delicate throats rough!”

“And the air is also very dry. After washing my face every day, I always feel uncomfortable.”

 These words were obviously spoken by Xiao Tong.

 (End of this chapter)