The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 321 When it’s time to make a move, I will do it

  Wu Yuan cupped his hands immediately and said, "Congratulations, third uncle."

  Liu Jianshe was still a little tense and said: "But this matter has not been officially announced, you have to keep it secret for me."

   With a click, Wu Yuan lit the lighter and handed it over, "Of course I know the seriousness of this matter, don't worry. In two days, I will be the host and introduce you to someone."

   "Oh, who?"

   "Many policies of the Pudong development this time have his shadow."

   "This is a capable man! You must see him."

   After finishing speaking, Liu Jianshe took out the land materials of Mandifi's new site and said: "This is the last piece of land approved before the land is sealed up. It is 60 mu, which is a little less than what you expected."

  Wu Yuan looked through the information and found that the location of the land was okay, next to a road. The plot of land is also quite ideal, well-regulated, not a strange long and narrow shape, a moon-circling shape or the like.

   "Third Uncle, thank you." Wu Yuan closed the materials and said, "I'll send someone to pay the money tomorrow."

  Leaving the Chuansha County government compound, Silver Santana stopped by Mandifei Furniture Factory.

  Lannidu is still the same, and even a few new pits have been added on the old road that is already full of pits.

   Even Santana can only drive slowly.

  In order not to accidentally splash the accumulated water on pedestrians and cyclists.

  When we arrived at the gate of the Mandifei Furniture Factory, the road conditions improved.

  Old Jingtou opened the gate, and rushed to Wu Yuan in the car to pay New Year's greetings, and got two packs of cigarettes as he wished.

   is very flattering.

  In the factory, the sound of machines kept coming and going, creating a busy scene.

  So Wu Yuan got out of the car, but no one greeted him, and they couldn't get away.

  Until he appeared at the door of the woodworking workshop, He Yunhui, who was immersed in his work, was reminded by the master next to him, and then walked out quickly.

  The two brothers lit a cigarette, and Wu Yuan asked directly: "How are the masters doing?"

  He Yunhui bit his filter and said: "Only one person from Congsheng didn't come, and all the others arrived. But some masters introduced new people, so now there are a few more masters in the workshop than before."

  Wu Yuan nodded: "Three or five is not a big problem, you just need to remember the work, and their wages are indispensable."

  He Yunhui hummed, and asked impatiently: "I'm asking a question that maybe I shouldn't ask. Apart from the group buying channel, have we considered selling our Mandifei furniture directly to the market?"

   "After all, I think Panpan furniture sells well. It makes no sense that our Mandifei furniture with more materials and higher grades is not easy to sell."

  Wu Yuan flicked the cigarette ash and said: "It is possible, but the problem is that the market for imported high-end furniture is not big, and it is difficult to open up the situation like Panpan Furniture in the short term."

  He Yunhui baffled his teeth, but it is true that Mandifi furniture is indeed too expensive.

   He couldn't afford it anyway.

  So he looked back and added: "I just mentioned it casually, and you have to come and get the big idea."

  Wu Yuan also reassured: "Take a step and see. Now group buying orders can still last for a while, and if I really encounter a suitable opportunity in the future, I will make a move when it is time to make a move."

  After chatting with He Yunhui, Wu Yuan turned around and went to the sewing workshop.

  When Shi Lin at the door saw him appear, she knew to stop what she was doing, stood up and smirked awkwardly.

   This child will grow up slowly.

  It is good to make progress.

  But don't make progress to the point where Lin Miaomiao will show her face with a stinking face.

  The door of the sewing workshop.

   There is a reason for Lin Miaomiao's stinky face. After all, the old uncle came to Shanghai for the third day, so he came to have a look.

   In his eyes, the Mandifei Furniture Factory means that grandma doesn’t love her and uncle doesn’t love her.

  That's why Wu Yuan frowned slightly when he spoke with a tinge of yin and yang.

   "Uncle, do you still know to come?"

   It sounds like an old hermaphrodite.

  Wu Yuan didn't even need to listen, and knew what she would say, so he decisively threw the information on the land in his hand before she said it, and said, "Let's have a look."

  Lin Miaomiao caught it in her arms unexpectedly and said, "What is this?"

   "Look for yourself." Wu Yuan was not used to it either, he just swallowed his clouds.

   Flipping through the materials, Lin Miaomiao's expression changed from being confused to gradually ecstatic: "Is this the new site of Mandifei Furniture Factory?"

   "There are sixty acres?"

  Although it is not as large as the 100 mu of Panpan Furniture Factory, it is at least an order of magnitude.

   What's more, Panpan Furniture Factory is located in Beigang, while Mandifei Furniture Factory occupies land in Shanghai.

  Even if it is only in the countryside of Shanghai, it is not comparable to mere Beigang.

   "My God, Uncle, you are so handsome!"

   "Do you still need to say that I'm handsome?" Wu Yuan gritted his teeth on the flue, "As for the conditions, I have created them for you. For the rest, it's up to you whether you can catch up with Panpan Furniture Factory."

  A backhand is a PUA in the past.

  But Lin Miaomiao didn't feel that there was anything wrong. Instead, she hurried into the workshop and said, "I have to hurry up and get to work, so I won't see you off, old uncle."

   This is said so well, as if it was sent back somewhere.

  Go back to Tengda Company, give the materials to Ma Mingqi, and let her handle the follow-up matters.

  Wu Yuan is relieved.

  Unexpectedly, Ma Mingqi took the information, without even looking at it, she just stood up and said, "Boss, there is an accountant applying for the job today, I interviewed one, can you see if I can do it?"

  Wu Yuan followed the direction of Ma Mingqi's gaze and noticed a middle-aged woman wearing glasses sitting on the Fendi sofa.

  About thirty years old.

  Thirty people in this year are incomparable with thirty years later.

  Nowadays life is tough, makeup and maintenance are not so fashionable, so women look old when they are over 30.

  Especially this woman, in addition to showing old age, she also looks a little bitter.

   It looks like the kind who is born to work hard.

  Wu Yuan asked casually: "Did you ask about the family situation?"

   Ma Mingqi blurted out: "I asked, there are two children in the family, and the husband is gone, so I gave it to my mother-in-law to take care of it. It's very pitiful."

  At this moment, Zou Ning came over and gossiped: "Boss, Ming Qi rejected a handsome accountant just because of this sister."

  However, Ma Mingqi said eloquently: "What's the use of being good-looking? At first glance, it's glib and unreliable."

  Zou Ning said in one sentence, "So, the boss is also glib and unreliable?"

   Ma Mingqi froze for a moment.

  She can't say that the boss is unreliable, can she?

   Zou Ning was a little cautious when he said this.

   In the end, Wu Yuan resolved the situation himself and said, "Come on, let me introduce you."

  Ma Mingqi glared at Zou Ning, walked over quickly and said, "Sister Yu, this is our Boss Wu."

Sister Yu immediately bowed, and she barely stopped halfway through the bow. She stretched out her hands and said, "Boss Wu, I am Yu Nan, Nanmu's Nan. I have worked as an accountant for more than ten years, because the factory couldn't pay wages, and my husband was surprised. I'm gone, so... so please give me a chance, I will do it well."

  (end of this chapter)