The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 129 Beigang is not ready to accept stepping pants (55)

  Go back to the gate of Tenda Company, put Wu Yuan down, Huang Qiya didn't even get out of the car, and Xiao Lada left in a hurry.

  Wu Yuan entered the door and heard Fan Bingbing learning Shanghai dialect with Zou Ning.

  That tone really sounds like that.

  Seeing Wu Yuan appear, the two of them immediately stopped being private and greeted them: "Boss, you're back."

   Wu Yuan nodded, and handed over the business license to the two of them, asking them to engrave the official seal and register with the tax office.

   Zou Ning quietly glanced at the business license, his eyes fell on the column of registered capital, and he stared straight away.

one million!

  Even in Shanghai, they are rich.

  Fan Bingbing is no surprise.

   Wu Yuan has a furniture factory in his hometown. No one else knows about it, but she knows it all.

  After the company formalities are completed, someone has to take care of the accounts.

   I want to find a professional accountant, but I am afraid that I will not trust him.

   At this time, Wu Yuan thought of Ma Mingqi.

  This kid needs to rest assured.

  But Ming Qi is in charge of the furniture factory, so she can't get away at all.

  Wu Yuan felt a little worried.

  Called back to talk to his wife, Yang Luoyan had no better way, but reminded: "Ming Qi also really wants to go to Shanghai, after all her two brothers are there."

  Wu Yuan gritted his teeth and called Ming Qi directly.

  The accountant in my hometown is easy to talk about.

  Anyway, the monks could not run away from the temple.

   But for the construction company in Shanghai, Wu Yuan placed great hopes on it, and absolutely would not allow any mistakes.

  I was about to hang up the phone, but I heard my daughter-in-law say on the other end: "The trousers you mentioned last time, in our Beigang, no one buys them at all."

  Wu Yuan was also an accident.

  Here in Shanghai, he saw more and more people wearing clothes.

  Especially in these dog days.

  The effect is outstanding, not inferior to half skirts.

  As for short skirts, hot pants, big white legs, black silk and white silk, it doesn't exist these days.

   "Maybe we in Beigang are not ready to accept it."

   "Maybe." Yang Luoyan wasn't too frustrated, "But my eldest sister and I like it, and my mother also wants a few."

   I don't know why, but upon hearing this, Wu Yuan suddenly became excited.

   Hastily hung up the phone, called the finance office of the furniture factory, heard Ma Mingqi's voice, and then stopped.

  As soon as Wu Yuan said that he needed finances, Ma Mingqi wished he could put on his wings and fly to Shanghai.

   Then Wu Yuan left the furniture factory's financial handover issue to her, telling her to handle it properly before coming over.

  Unexpectedly, Ma Mingqi agreed lightly: "My good sister Zhao Guo has long been gearing up and can't wait. Don't worry, Master Yuan, I will definitely deal with the furniture factory's problem without leaving any hands behind."

  After solving the problem of financial management and accounting, Wu Yuan let go of a big worry.

   Immediately buried in the design and drawing.

  During this time, he also took Baojun and Lao Liu to study for a while at night.

  Bao Jun's learning is not bad, but he is far from proficient.

  Lao Liu, a lazy bastard, didn't care at all.

   This is even more hateful than Ming Jun who can't learn it.

  Wu Yuan sometimes wondered whether he should take another apprentice to design and draw pictures.

  After all, Tang Seng is also the four apprentices of Zhenger Bajing.

  Although Xiao Bailong is ridden all day long, it is also organized, isn't it?

  So Wu Yuan began to devote himself to the great business of design and drawing.

  When Huang Qiya came in the morning, he was painting.

  When Jiang Jing passed by at night, he was also painting.

  Even when he was eating boxed lunch with the decoration workers, his eyes never left the design.

  His office, because of the existence of the blueprint, was hung with a sign that no entry was allowed.

  Don't ask, it's confidential.

  However, while busy, Wu Yuan also discovered that the order volume has indeed dropped in the past few days.

   From several orders in one day last week to one order in several days this week.

  Thanks to the fact that I didn’t transfer people from my hometown.

  As for the six master chefs recruited from the labor market, two are from the province of Onion, and green onions are indispensable for eating, and they are raw. That guy, the box lunch tonight, the inside and outside of the company is full of onion smell.

  The other four are from Pengcheng, and one of them is even from Wangcun.

  The world is really small.

  Among the four people in Pengcheng, two of them still knew Peng Erniu, saying that he was serious and serious.

   Newcomer, he gets along well with the old master.

  Five team leaders, plus Mr. Qiao Wu, managed everyone very well.

   Nothing happened.

   It also allowed Wu Yuan to concentrate more thoughts and energy on company development and design drawing.

  During eating, the father and father still squatted at the door.

  Master Qiao Wu was bare-chested, with a towel hanging on his shoulders, and accepted the lingering eyes of the Shanghai girl and daughter-in-law.

  Big cities are nothing more than that.

   I also eat three meals a day and **** a lot.

   Go to bed and hug your wife, get out of bed and beat the baby.

Anyway, idle is idle.

  The only difference is that the beating is done by the daughter-in-law.

   "I estimate that Ms. Huang's house will be completed by the beginning of next month."

   "So fast, fifth master?"

   "Let's leave our hometown, and we can live in it in three days. That is to say, Shanghainese are hypocritical and demanding."

   "Fifth Master, you can't say that. They don't spend hypocritically, and they don't have our jobs."

   "I know, I'm telling you. I won't tell you before outsiders."

  Wu Yuan pondered and said: "If the construction can be completed early next month, there will definitely be a lot of people who will come to visit. We must say hello to Ms. Huang in advance."

   "You arrange this, anyway, you know her well."

   "Hey, fifth master, don't talk nonsense."

   "I know, I didn't say it in front of Luo Yan."

   Wu Yuan raised his forehead, and Fifth Master's true nature was exposed.

  Familiar with the rhythm of the metropolis, I started bluffing again.

at the same time.

  Liu Ting was also secretly anxious.

   It's been a month, and Huang Qiya's house is almost finished.

   There are no workers on her side.

  I also found a few groups of people to talk to before, but they didn't reach a conclusion.

  Especially after seeing Wu Yuan's superb design ability, and then seeing the ordinary workers recruited by the labor market, it is like having a BBA and looking down on Xiao Fit.

  Of course, Sun Li also persuaded her to go to Wu Yuan directly, so she should spend money and save worry and effort.

   But she just couldn't resist this bend.

   Suppressed, waiting for the decoration of Huang Qiya's home to be completed, and then went to pick a joke.

   Three days later on the weekend, July 22, Ma Mingqi came over.

  Wu Yuan sent Ma Mingjun to pick up the station.

  Wu Yuan had ordered Fan Bingbing to arrange the dormitory and work place here.

  The calculators, various account books, and various stationery and sports supplies for the financial department are all fully prepared.

  So that Ma Mingqi can start working immediately when she arrives.

  Wait until the child rushed over, Wu Yuan took a look and found that he was extremely tired.

   "Why are you so tired?"

   Without waiting for Ming Qi to answer, Ming Jun said angrily: "She brought a pack of books, whoever is tired if she is not tired!"

  (end of this chapter)