The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 151 I am not tired anymore, I want to move again (25)

  Not long after Jiang Jing left, Wu Yuan came out of the office and asked, "Did Hao Aiguo hand over the house today?"

  Fan Bingbing took a look and commented: "Boss, it's tomorrow."

   "Are you ready for the handover ceremony?"

   "According to what was discussed before, the pearls and fireworks and banners are all ready. Although it is not as grand as Ms. Huang's house, it is also designated so that Mr. Hao's house can't find any faults."

   "Very well, this tradition must be maintained and strive to become a major feature of our company."

"knew."

   After speaking, she was still worried, went back to the house, took two packs of cigarettes, and went straight to the Huangjiaxiang community.

  Looking at Wu Yuan's back crossing the aisle, Zou Ning couldn't help complaining: "The boss is really amazing. He just earned a few million dollars, and he still doesn't forget such trivial things as house inspection and acceptance."

  Then the conversation changed, and he sighed: "It's a pity, the boss's vision is not very good. The Songjiang furniture factory he likes is located in Munidu, and he owes a lot of bad debts."

   "Then why didn't you say it just now?"

   "I don't have the heart to ruin his good mood."

   "I think you are worrying too much. The stocks that the boss likes can make a lot of money, let alone a small furniture factory?"

   "Hey, what you said sounds like the tone of the proprietress!"

   Being teased by Zou Ning, Fan Bingbing immediately retreated.

  Huangjiaxiang Community, Hao Aiguo.

  When Wu Yuan arrived, Zhao Baojun was personally leading the team and doing the final inspection.

  The level of detail made Wu Yuan nod secretly.

   Knowing that the second apprentice's brain is still sufficient, as long as he is down-to-earth, there is no need to worry too much.

  Leaving Hao's house, Wu Yuan went to Uncle Liang's house, which was under construction, and looked at the houses of the other eight families.

  Walking around in a circle, the two packs of Huazi in his pocket were not enough to spread.

  If it wasn't for the meal time, I would have to smoke from the hands of the masters if I didn't keep it all together.

  In the evening, the lights come on.

  Wu Yuan and Qiao Wuye returned to Tenda Company side by side, followed by a group of masters one after another.

  They may not be glamorous, but the setting sun shines on them, revealing a ray of hope.

  As soon as he entered, Fan Bingbing handed him a lunch box and said, "Sister-in-law and Ming Qi have already had dinner, so let's go to Zaoyang Road first."

   Master Qiao Wu also took the opportunity to urge: "Then you eat quickly, I will smoke a cigarette first."

  Unexpectedly, Wu Yuan waved his hand: "No hurry, after so many days, they are already familiar with the road. I will go there later, so there will be no delay."

   After finishing speaking, he finished smoking a cigarette with Fifth Master.

   Only then did they take the lunch box, and together with the master chefs, they squatted on the side of the road, lined up, and ate with relish.

  Sitting at the front desk, Zou Ning looked up and saw the row of old farmers, and couldn't help complaining: "This doesn't look like a big boss who just made 2 million yuan!"

   This reminded Fan Bingbing: "I bought them a stool."

   Said that he hurriedly lifted a stack of plastic stools and placed them behind the masters one by one, just like throwing handkerchiefs.

   It turned out to be for nothing, but no one was willing to sit on the stool and eat.

  As everyone knows, the chefs have long been used to squatting and eating, so watching the cars and cars on the road, people come and go will have a good taste.

   Sitting on a stool, eating and watching, what happened? Seventy or eighty?

   After dinner, the masters went back to the dormitory one after another.

  Wu Yuan took a taxi and went straight to Zaoyang Road Night Market.

   After a long time, Yang Luoyan's family is no longer the only one who sells foot pants in the night market.

   Has developed to three.

  Even so, Yang Luoyan was still full of energy and would not fall every day.

   And now every time a pair of pants are sold, a business card is sent to the customer, which is said to be a certificate of after-sales quality assurance.

  Actually, the address on the business card was a new shop she was looking for on Nanjing Road, and she was planning to set up a women's clothing monopoly.

  The content of the business is still mainly bodybuilding pants, in addition to the ancient and modern monopoly that sells very well in Beigang.

  There is nothing wrong with this idea.

  Wu Yuan raised his hands in favor.

  The only problem is that the rent of the shop on Nanjing Road is really not low, and the cost of opening a shop is also rising.

  When I open my eyes every day, I have to think about how many pairs of pants or how many ancient and modern pieces to sell in order to earn back the capital first.

   This is much more stressful than setting up a stall to sell goods.

  Ming Qi has no class to attend tonight, so she helps Yang Luoyan solicit customers familiarly.

   Those who deal with people have also been tempered to some extent.

  Otherwise, you are always introverted, and you don’t talk when you encounter problems. With such a personality, it is difficult to find happiness.

   It was eleven o'clock in a blink of an eye.

  Just after the second wave of the night market boom, Yang Luoyan closed the stalls.

  Even with two more competitors, her sales are pretty good, with seventy to eighty sold.

   After all, word of mouth has already been established. As long as she persists in coming here every day, she will be able to attract a good number of customers.

   On the way back, Yang Luoyan discussed with him enthusiastically what the store should look like.

   Once this woman becomes ambitious, she will work harder than a man.

  The night is quiet.

  The couple were lying on the bed, and Wu Yuan reached out in the dark.

   In the end, he was called back and said, "I'm too tired today, I don't want to move."

  Wu Yuan whispered: "Touch under your pillow, there is a surprise."

  Yang Luoyan poked a jade arm directly under the pillow, touched it with a tentacle, and suddenly became excited.

   Get up in a jiffy, turn on the desk lamp, and start counting the number of 0s on the passbooks facing the light.

   After counting, add another piece.

   After the addition, his eyes lit up, and he leaned over and said, "Husband is really amazing, I really let you do it!"

  Wu Yuan nodded and said: "We are gentlemen, and gentlemen will do what they say! Sleep!"

   After finishing speaking, he lay down and closed his eyes as soon as he slipped out.

   Immediately, his mouth was sealed with cool lips.

  Wu Yuan pushed it away, and said solemnly: "Aren't you tired, don't you want to move?"

   "I'm not tired anymore, I want to move again..."

  The next morning, August 26, Saturday, no rest.

   But even without a break, all three members of Hao Aiguo's family were present during the home inspection.

  What could be more important than checking and accepting the decoration of a new house?

  This place bears the new life of their family of three in the future.

  There are all the rituals that should be there.

  Compared with Huang Qiya's family at the beginning, it is not bad.

  The only difference is that there is no lily, and there is no follow-up photographer.

  But Hao Aiguo and his wife, especially Sun Li, are very satisfied with the decoration effect, which is the most important and rarest thing.

  In addition, Wu Yuan, as the boss, was also present in person.

   Didn’t say anything, the decoration acceptance went smoothly, and everyone was happy with the result.

   When the time came, Sun Li even held Wu Yuan's hand, thanking him and asked by the way: "Boss Wu, this new home is finished, and you are also an authority on buying furniture. Do you have any suggestions?"

  Wu Yuan's eyes lit up. Doesn't this mean that he was sleepy and someone gave him a pillow?

   "I have a proposal, you can consider it..."

  (end of this chapter)