The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Huangjiaxiang Community, Zheng's family.

   Seeing Wu Yuan and his wife coming to the door with gifts, my aunt Liu Juan looked very proud.

   There are not many rituals.

  But give her a long face.

  Little Uncle Zheng Xin also served tea and water, and took melon seeds for snacks.

  Wu Yuan had just sat down on the sofa when his aunt Liu Juan called out her parents-in-law and introduced them to her.

   During the introduction, the pride was beyond words.

  Wu Yuan and his wife quickly stood up to say hello again.

   Zheng’s house is on the first floor. The house is not big, but it houses five people.

   Thanks to bringing a yard, plus Liu Juan's hard work on weekdays, the house seems to be in order.

  Wu Yuan set Zheng Xin on fire, lit a cigarette, and heard Zheng Xin ask: "The end of the year is approaching, when do you plan to go back?"

   "It's tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and I don't even think about staying here for the past two days."

   "Haha," Zheng Xin said with a hearty smile, "This guy, no matter how big his career is outside, when it comes to holidays, he still wants to go back to his old nest."

   These words, Zheng Xin is a middle-aged man, and he feels it.

  However, Wu Yuan felt the same way: "Little uncle is right, a golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own doghouse."

   Zheng Xin said with a smile: "If your small villa is considered a kennel, then we can't live here."

  At this time, Liu Juan explained: "Second sister called to say that your house is in order. Upstairs and downstairs, lights and telephones. Not only is there heating, but also you can take a bath in winter."

  Yang Luoyan held Wu Yuan's hand and said modestly: "It's all because of him doing nothing."

  Afterwards, Liu Juan and Yang Luoyan talked privately.

  Zheng Xin changed the topic: "You are engaged in this decoration, which can be regarded as a real estate-related industry. In your opinion, what is the housing price in Shanghai?"

   "Little uncle, the house price in Shanghai is destined to rise in the long run. But in the real estate market, it can't be measured, and the investment value is not great."

  Zheng Xin murmured brokenly: "Yes, you are in this business after all, and you must see it more clearly than us."

   "Little uncle, don't look at the highest housing prices in Shanghai this year, reaching 2,000 yuan, but how many new houses have been sold in the whole of Shanghai? There are only a few hundred. This size, compared to the big market of Shanghai, is just a drop in the bucket."

  Wu Yuan said, thinking of Jiang Jing and Jiang Ma, the couple provided a new house and lived frugally.

  Days are tight.

  So, in the current real estate market, ordinary people should really avoid it.

   But looking at Zheng Xin's expression, he probably didn't listen.

  Wu Yuan could understand it.

  When people reach Lao Zheng's age, life has tended to be the same, without tossing and tossing, it is like a pool of stagnant water.

  On the way back, Wu Yuan and his wife Yang Luoyan mentioned this matter.

  Yang Luoyan saw it openly: "We can only touch on this matter. If little uncle really wants to make a fuss, no one will be able to stop him."

  Wu Yuan nodded.

   Outsiders can't stop this matter.

  The next day will be the twentieth of the twelfth lunar month. Although it is the last day before the holiday, I have actually stopped working.

  Masters from various working groups gathered in Tengda Company.

  Looking in line, waiting to pay the money and go home.

  Ma Mingqi was too busy to be appointed alone, so Wu Yuan assigned Fan Bingbing and Zou Ning to her.

   It is always a pleasure to receive money, and the chefs are all beaming.

  Many people even bought tickets for this afternoon in advance, and waited to get their luggage and go home after receiving the money.

   Master Wu of Qiao stared at it for a while, and made sure that Wu Yuan didn't give out any year-end bonus, so he went to work in Huangjiaxiang Community.

  Master Zhao from Cong Province, with a few fellow villagers, received the money and thanked Wu Yuan a thousand times.

   "Boss Wu, thanks to you for giving me this opportunity this year, otherwise we would be ashamed to go back to our hometown and face our children and wives."

   "Master Zhao, what are you talking about?" Wu Yuan said, and gave a circle of smoke to several masters: "You all rely on craftsmanship to make a living. I can meet you, it is our fate."

   "Boss Wu, since you said that we are destined, then we will come to you next year. At that time, you can't let us go."

   "How come? I welcome with my hands up."

   Wu Yuan was talking, shook hands with the masters one by one, and waved goodbye.

  He also experienced this kind of part-time job in his previous life, and he empathizes with the feelings of the masters.

  After a whole morning, Ma Mingqi didn't even bother to take a sip of water, and finally paid almost the money of the masters.

  Finally, Wu Yuan took the key and followed Fifth Master Qiao to look around from house to house.

   After confirming that there were no safety hazards left, he returned to the company.

  Ma Mingqi respectfully handed over Mr. Qiao's salary and said, "Master Wu, count it up. This is your salary slip."

  It is said to be a salary slip, but it is actually a work order.

   Work as much as you do.

  Adding overtime work counts as half of the wages, and the calculation is very convenient and clear.

   With a wave of his hand, Fifth Master Qiao picked up the money and said, "No need to look, can I not believe you?"

  Wu Yuan smiled and said: "Fifth Master, you have helped lead the workers for more than half a year, and you can be regarded as a manager. There is an extra month's bonus for you."

"You say you child!" Fifth Master Qiao took out immediately, but was held down by Wu Yuan and said, "Master Fifth, you have helped me so much, and this little bonus is just a drop in the bucket. Don't tell me I'm being polite, next year I'll still be pointing at you."

  Joe Fifth Master poked his neck and said, "Why, I'm afraid I won't come next year?"

  Wu Yuan took the opportunity to pass a cigarette over and said, "Anyone will be fine if they don't come next year, except you, Fifth Lord."

   Master Qiao Wu took the smoke and said, "You kid always treat me as an outsider."

  Wu Yuan hehe said: "Fifth Master, in fact, I spend a small amount of money to do big things. You are here this year, so I don't have to worry about it."

   After eating lunch at the company with Master Wu, Qiao Gangfeng, Zhou Zhoudao and Zheng Qianjin, Master Wu took his son and two apprentices to the station and took the bus back.

  As soon as Qiao Wuye and others left, Wu Yuan took the three girls and the money and went straight to Mandifei Furniture Factory in Lanidu.

  Zhao Baojun and Zhu Liubiao hadn’t left yet, they were squatting at the door of the factory manager’s office, smoking.

  As soon as the master came, he immediately took out a cigarette and respectfully offered it to Wu Yuan.

  Wu Yuan waved his hand and refused, "Have you bought a ticket yet?"

  Zhu Liubiao hehe said: "Master, I'll wait for He Ying to go back together, the bus ticket for tomorrow morning."

   "Me too, Master."

  Wu Yuan nodded and said: "Okay, let's go tell everyone to come and settle the money."

   Soon, both workshops became quiet.

  All the sewing girls came out to line up, Yingying Yanyan, beaming with joy.

  The master carpenters are also full of anticipation, looking forward to it.

  Wu Yuan saw Shi Lin who was at the end of the queue, patted the child's head and said, "You have worked hard for the past six months."

  Shi Lin was not used to it, but still whispered: "Uncle, I don't work hard."

  Wu Yuan laughed heartily when he heard this, and nodded again and again: "Well, not bad. In the past six months, you are finally willing to call me uncle."

  Lin Miaomiao said proudly: "Old uncle, isn't it because I trained well?"