The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

   Lao Fan sent Wu Yuan and Xiong Gang away with great gratitude.

  Fan Weimin ate all the lumpy noodles in the bowl in one go.

   Then I heard Lao Fan’s daughter-in-law holding half a bowl of noodle soup and said: "Old Fan, Boss Wu is really kind to our family!"

  Fan Weimin said succinctly: "I know. Bingbing is in Shanghai, thanks to him."

  He didn't say anything about the rest.

   But also obvious.

  Since he came back from prison, the neighbors have avoided them.

  I think they are unlucky.

  Xu’s family even opened a Xu’s restaurant with great fanfare across the door, using eye drops for him every day.

   Only Wu Yuan, the same as before.

   There may be a daughter's face here, but Wu Yuan's words between the lines are indeed inaudible and alienating, which makes people feel very comfortable.

  Leaving from the village, Wu Yuan had just returned home when Fan Bingbing's phone call came home.

  As soon as the phone was connected, there was only a soft voice on the other end: "Boss..."

  Just say nothing.

  Wu Yuan heard, "Hey, Fan Bingbing, what's the matter with the company?"

   "The company is fine, it's my dad's business..." After speaking, the other end of the phone cried out.

   Liu Hui, who was not far away, looked sideways frequently, thinking that her son-in-law had done something to the little girl of other people's family.

  Wu Yuan panicked and said, "Where's Zou Ning?"

   As a result, Zou Ning's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Boss, I'm here."

  Wu Yuan suddenly said angrily: "You are here, and you don't help persuade? Do you have no eyesight at all?"

  Zou Ning pouted, "Boss, Ming Qi is here too."

   "Leave Ming Qi alone, you should try to persuade Bingbing first. It's winter, and your face is crying, whose fault is it?"

   As a result, Fan Bingbing stopped crying and said: "Boss, I thank you, on behalf of the whole family!"

  Wu Yuan frowned.

  On the other end of the phone, Ma Mingqi said weakly: "Sister Bingbing, what you said sounds like a curse."

  Fan Bingbing didn't care about being moved, and quickly distinguished: "Boss, I didn't. I did it from the heart, from the bottom of my heart."

  Suddenly, Zou Ning broke the stage and said: "It really looks like a curse. Okay, you dare to scold the boss! Boss, when you come back, I will deduct all her bonus!"

  The three girls looked at each other and made a fuss.

   On the contrary, it made Wu Yuan a lot easier.

  Wu Yuan hung up the phone, and saw his daughter Yueyue pointing at the Panpan panda on TV, giggling happily.

   Coincidentally, it happened to be an advertisement for Panpan Furniture.

  Xiaojiang realized later, but it did not prevent him from being silly and happy with his sister.

  Wu Yuan played with the two children for a while, and then saw his wife came back.

  Seeing that it was time to eat, but the father-in-law Yang Zhishu hadn’t been seen yet, so he asked, “Where’s dad?”

  Yang Luoyan changed into an apron and said, "Father may have forgotten the time again, you go to the village to have a look."

  Wu Yuan got up and became a monk, and went straight to the village.

  In the village factory, both workshops are still working overtime.

  Wu Yuan first talked about the move tomorrow and the day after tomorrow with Master Qiao Siye and Xi Susu alone.

   Let them prepare in advance.

   Turned around and beat the village head out, but did not meet Party Secretary Yang. Just as I was about to go to the house to have a look, I saw my father-in-law wearing a military overcoat, walking with his head sullen.

   "Father." Wu Yuan went up to meet him and handed him a cigarette.

   "Why do you come here when you have time?" Branch Secretary Yang took the cigarette and said, "You guys eat at home first, why don't I go now?"

   "It's almost Chinese New Year. Of course, it's interesting to eat hot food together as a family."

  The two of you walked side by side.

   Then Yang Zhishu changed the subject and said: "You asked Chen Yu to work in the marketing department. She can't read a few big characters. Is that the material?"

  Wu Yuan explained: "Father, the elder sister's culture is not good. But I have lived with the elder brother-in-law for so long, and I have been somewhat influenced by it. In addition, she welcomes and sends, is articulate, and has strong plasticity."

   Party Secretary Yang puffed out a puff of smoke and said, "Anyway, you can do what you want. Now your factory is bigger, but it is not as good as before. You have to be more organized when you employ people and do things. Don't abolish the public for personal reasons and affect the overall situation."

   "Don't worry, Dad. I will pay attention to the eldest sister."

"Panpan furniture is very popular recently," Yang Zhishu sighed, "I didn't expect it to be made by you again. I was in the village today, and I heard the village chief Bian say that you have become famous and you did a good job. In the future A silk reeling factory may not have a good start like you."

   "Major Bian is polite."

   "Actually, he is not being polite." Yang Zhishu lowered his voice and said, "This is what our father and I said in private. You may not be as good as him when you are an official. But in business, even ten Bian Xiaoshengs may not be able to catch up with you."

   "Father, your words are exaggerating."

   "No exaggeration! Where is the exaggeration?" Yang Zhishu glared and said, "There are so many carpenters in the county, how many of them have reached your level? You are not the only one!"

   After finishing speaking, he changed the subject and asked, "If this continues, will the profit of Panpan Furniture break through this figure next year?"

  Wu Yuan looked at the old man's gesture and said, "5 million?"

   Secretary Yang nodded.

  Wu Yuan said with a relaxed face: "Father, it's not a big problem."

  His goal is to sell 50 million yuan, and the profit must account for at least half of it.

  Yang Zhishu's face turned cold, "Then we really have to quickly dilute the shareholding ratio of each village, so as to save too many points and increase their appetite."

   Wu Yuan didn't say much.

  This matter, as his additional investment increases in the future, will naturally be diluted.

   Not a big problem.

  The two of them passed by the community between Wu Yuan's house and Lao Dong's house. Branch Secretary Yang pointed to the large open space and said, "Next year, the village will run a primary school here. What do you think?"

   This is the same as Wu Yuan's impression.

  After the establishment of the village-run primary school, several college students really came out of it.

   It was not until 20 years later that they were gradually withdrawn and merged due to the sharp decrease in the number of rural teachers and students.

  But in the past 20 years, the school-age children in the village are happy.

   No need to run so far, go to the countryside to go to school.

  As for the urban-rural differences in the number of teachers, this is unavoidable.

   But gold always shines.

  In an era when involution was not so tragic, outstanding students still blazed their own path.

   "Very good, Dad."

   Early the next morning.

   Several empty Jiefang cars drove into the village factory yard in one breath.

   Pei Na and Zhao Guo in the financial office looked at each other in dismay.

   "Guoguo, didn't our furniture inventory run out yesterday? Why is there still a car to pull the goods?"

   "That's right, I'm also surprised."

  Zhao Guo got up to go out to ask, and the driver who got off the car said: "We are here to move. Boss Wu means that we will use these two days to move to the new factory."

  Zhao Guo turned around and saw that Pei Na and Yuan Tao were both excited.

  The master driver continued: "However, your financial office and marketing department will move along with the cafeteria."