The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

 Hands on the melon seeds and has been eating them for a while.

My daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan was disgusted and told her to stop because she dropped some melon seed shells on the ground.

 Fortunately, after calling the stop, Wu Yuan no longer had to take the drug himself.

  Completely transformed into a state of being fed.

Although he imports and exports melon seeds, Wu Yuan does not dislike his wife.

Especially after his wife came close to him, he used his free hands to give her a massage.

  form a closed loop of connection between husband and wife.

 Win-win.

Just this pressing and pressing made the daughter-in-law's eyes full of spring water.

 It’s time to open another connection.

This company lasts only one night.

Early on Thursday morning, Wu Yuan woke up to the sound of pattering rain.

When I opened my eyes, it was gloomy outside the window, but it was not cold.

 At least it can make people say from the bottom of their hearts the feeling of "spring rain is as precious as oil".

 When I got up and walked out of the room, my daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan was already busy in the kitchen.

Wu Yuan knew what his wife was doing without having to go over there.

 Because the scent of the leek box is so discerning.

 After washing up, the phone next to the sofa rang.

Wu Yuan looked at the time, somewhat surprised.

When I picked up the call, I found out that it was Lao Xutou calling from the village headquarters.

“Xiao Yuan, it’s raining today, so we won’t send the excavator for the time being. Let’s talk about it in two days, right?”

Wu Yuan glanced at the spring rain outside the door.

 It rained for so long that it was enough to water the ground, which really affected the working efficiency of the excavator.

So he agreed: "Okay, Uncle Xu, you can inform everyone on the radio."

Not long after hanging up the phone, Old Xu Tou’s powerful voice came through the village’s loudspeaker.

　　 Immediately afterwards, the announcement from the village primary school rang.

 It seems that due to the rain, the radio sound is intermittent and the contact is poor.

 After breakfast.

Wu Yuan drove to Panpan Furniture Factory without any care.

 Even on a rainy day, the south gate where the furniture factory ships is already as busy as yesterday.

  Trucks were leaving in an endless stream, puffing out black smoke.

Wu Yuan saw all this through the south-facing window, and heard a rustling sound behind him.

 When I turned around, I realized that Sang Yu was coming in a hurry.

It seems that because he didn’t hold an umbrella, the hair on his forehead has been wetted and formed into strands. Although he is embarrassed, he is also somewhat pretty.

Seeing that the boss had already arrived, I was caught off guard and was a little flustered.

“Boss, I...I will get you some water right now.”

“There’s no rush, no hurry,” Wu Yuan turned around, “Wipe your hair and body first to avoid catching a cold. I’ll fetch water in a while. I have an umbrella here. Don’t run around in the rain anymore.”

Wu Yuan knew that many female workers like Sang Yu who lived in the factory did not buy umbrellas.

 What's more, it doesn't matter if you don't get soaked in the rain these days.

Sang Yu nodded and went out.

 When I came back, I felt much more confident.

The tangled hair was dried and kneaded, and spread over the turtleneck slim sweater, showing off a youthful look.

When Sang Yu brought the boiling water, Wu Yuan flipped through the newspaper and ordered: "I'll call the marketing department later and bring over Panpan's sales data from this year to now."

Yang Chenyu is not in the marketing department now.

 So the person who came to deliver the documents was Director Zhu Xiumei. As a person brought in by his aunt, Wu Yuan seems to have a bit of her style and temperament.

Wu Yuan took the document and heard the other party proactively ask: "Boss, do you want me to briefly report to you?"

Wu Yuan put the document in his hand and said, "I'll look at it later. If I have any questions, I'll come back to you."

 Zhu Xiumei didn't want to see her boss immediately when she saw him.

He stopped insisting and turned around to leave.

Wu Yuan continued to flip through the newspaper at hand, and then picked up the sales documents sent by Zhu Xiumei.

 Looking carefully, the data above is clear and clear.

 In the first three months of the year, Panpan’s sales orders have maintained rapid growth.

Although the statistics for April have not yet been released, the number of orders in the first half of the month increased by ten percentage points year-on-year.

 More importantly, according to this momentum, it will be easy to complete sales of 100 million by the end of April.

It seems that the effect of CCTV’s advertising standard is obvious and immediate.

It’s just that compared to fast-moving consumer goods such as liquor, it’s still a bit weak.

 But Wu Yuan was satisfied.

  After all, what kind of bicycle does a CCTV bidder of 8.88 million want?

 After reading the document, Wu Yuan couldn't help but feel happy.

I stood up and looked out the window. A spring rain gradually stopped.

 The entire eastern suburbs, including the winding canals, seemed to be shrouded in a light mist.

 Like a fairyland.

Even the construction site of Jiujiang Port not far away is looming and difficult to see clearly.

Seeing this, Wu Yuan suddenly remembered that he asked Zhong Zhenyuan to send an excavator to dig shrimp ponds in the village.

 When the next phone call is made, tell the matter.

 There is no need to go there in person on this rainy day when the ground is covered with mud.

 As a result, I just hung up the phone and the phone rang again.

Wu Yuan thought it was Zhong Zhenyuan who had some doubts, so he called back.

When I picked up the call, I realized it was Ma Mingchao's voice.

“Boss!” Ming Chao said with obvious excitement and uncontrollable excitement in his voice: “I received the luxury car that Miss Yan gave you.”

 Hearing this, Wu Yuan was not surprised.

 The most affordable gift that Sister Yan can give her is a luxury car.

 So he asked calmly: "What, is there a problem?"

 “No problem, no problem!” Ma Mingchao quickly denied: “One is a Rolls-Royce and the other is a Ferrari.”

 Well, this is a combination of business and sports car.

Wu Yuan, who has always regarded a car as a means of transportation, sounds like he feels that Sister Yan is spending a lot of money.

Ma Mingchao's next sentence reminded him: "Boss, I'm really looking forward to it. What are the models of the two cars that Miss Yan arranged for customs declaration in the capital?"

Wu Yuan then remembered that there were two more cars over there in the capital!

Being able to get Sister Yan to give away four luxury cars at once, Wu Yuan couldn't help but wonder, how much money did Sister Yan make from short selling international crude oil futures years ago?

Before he could guess the answer, Ming Chao's voice came again: "Boss, which car do you think I should drive back?"

 Good guy, Wu Yuan couldn't help but laugh.

 For people like Ming Dynasty who love their cars as much as their wives.

So many luxury cars and sports cars were placed in front of him, which was equivalent to royal princesses and peerless beauties lined up, waiting for his favor to turn over their cards.

 No wonder he was so excited and excited.

“Well, let’s put the Rolls-Royce and Ferrari in the villa in Songjiang for the time being. Just bring the Bentley Mulsanne back tomorrow morning.”

 After receiving instructions.

Although it was different from expectations, at least I still had half a day to spend with these two new cars.

 This is enough for Ma Mingchao.