The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  After arriving at Tengda Company, Yan Yue kicked there and felt out of place.

  Yu Nan, who is the closest to her in age, is burdened with the hardships and burdens of life, diligent and diligent like an old cow, and has long since lost any sharpness.

  As for Fan Bingbing, Zou Ning and Ma Mingqi, they are still full of love and longing for life.

  But it lacks a bit of experience and precipitation.

  But after getting off the Santana car, Wu Yuan ignored her and let her do whatever she wanted.

   Immediately after checking that there was still enough cigarettes in the trunk, he took Ma Mingchao and went straight to Qihua Building.

  The company is getting bigger and bigger.

  It is still such a facade now, it looks like an ordinary small business, it is outrageous.

  Therefore, the decoration of Qihua Building was a little impatient.

  With the departure of Silver Santana, Zou Ning and the others couldn't help being a little curious about Yan Yue, and pulled Ma Mingqi closer to get in touch with her.

  But Yan Yue always said the same sentence: "I am Yan Yue, the new bodyguard hired by the boss."

   And then it's gone.

  Until Ma Mingqi asked: "Sister Yan, are you my brother's comrade in arms?"

   "Who is your brother?"

   "Ma Mingchao."

   "Yes, I was introduced by him."

  It was only then that everyone knew Yan Yue a little better.

  It turns out that a woman who knows how to fight looks like this, and she definitely doesn't look like Jiang Jing, who will make her opponent excited when she moves.

   Half an hour later, Jiang Jing also came.

  She took a few days off to concentrate on taking down Huang Qiya, and got the other party's approval.

  So I came over early in the morning to guard.

  Zou Ning was afraid that everyone would be idle and there was nothing good to see, so he encouraged Jiang Jing, pouted at Yan Yue and said, "Did you see the female bodyguards and female special forces recruited by the boss?"

  This is just nonsense.

   But Jiang Jing didn't know, the phoenix eyes swept over and met Yan Yue.

   Then Yan Yue looked back at her like she was looking at a dead person.

   Grandpa can bear it, but grandma can't.

  Jiang Jing immediately walked over and said, "I want to challenge you!", and then made a gesture of raising her hand.

   Yan Yue sat on Fendi's sofa, remained still, and only said lightly: "You can't beat me."

   "Then we have to fight again."

   As soon as the words fell, Jiang Jing was caught in Yan Yue's arms and locked her throat before she saw clearly how the other party made a move.

"you are dead."

   "Again!"

  The reception area of ​​the Fendi sofa is small.

   But for Yan Yue, it was enough.

  After more than ten minutes, Jiang Jing was so out of breath that she couldn't straighten up.

   "I convinced you. Boss Wu is right. My two moves are no different from dancing. They look good but don't work."

   Yan Yue sat down again and continued to drink tea.

   Then Jiang Jing sat down, crossed her arms and said, "I worship you as my teacher, you teach me."

  The energy to do whatever comes to mind is the same as when knocking on Wu Yuan's door.

   Yan Yue shook her head: "It's too late for you to learn now."

  Jiang Jing persisted.

  In the end, Yan Yue had no choice but to retreat and said: "If there is a chance, I can teach you two self-defense techniques for women."

   "Huh? Just two tricks?"

   "It's enough for you! And it depends on whether there is a chance."

   "Don't worry, there must be."

  In about the same time, Silver Santana arrived at the downstairs of Qihua Building.

  Wu Yuan got off the car, entered the elevator, and went straight to the 17th floor.

  The elevator door opened, and there was a screeching sound of an electric planer, accompanied by a clanging sound.

  Work started so early.

  Wu Yuan stepped out of the elevator, followed by Ma Mingchao.

  Zhao Guohai was standing on a simple ladder, nailing the keel with his head up, and almost fell off the ladder excitedly.

   "Boss, why are you here?"

   Picking up the ladder in three steps and two steps, Zhao Guohai threw away the hammer and went to dig out cigarettes.

   As a result, he messed up his movements, threw away the cigarette, and went straight to Wu Yuan with a small hammer.

  Wu Yuan looked around and quickly got a clear understanding of the progress of the project.

  By the way, he also responded: "Why can't I come? Think I'm late?"

  Until Zhao Guohai handed him the hammer.

  Wu Yuan took out Huazi from his pocket and said, "You should smoke mine, you can't do that."

   At this time, the carpenter next to him came over to remind him, but he didn't have time.

  After distributing it to Master Zhao, I distributed one to all the masters. By the way, some faces were strange, and I got to know each other.

Zhao Guohai frantically put down the small hammer, picked up the cigarettes and the lighter, lit Wu Yuan, and said, "Boss, since the masters have been stationed here, we have been in a hurry. We were delayed by two hours because of some decoration materials." God, there is no delay for a second at other times."

  Wu Yuan turned around and looked at his feet by the way.

  Because he found that Zhao Guohai was doing a good job, but the management details of the construction site were not in place.

  After the transfer, I found that there were no other problems.

  So I mentioned it at the end by the way: "Master Zhao, I understand the convenience of our master working and picking up tools at any time. But there is definitely room for improvement in the habit of throwing things all over the floor like this."

   "In this kind of scene, let alone outsiders come in, even our own masters will inevitably be bumped by tools, right?"

  Zhao Guohai nodded again and again, "Yes, yes."

  A master Chen next to him even mercilessly exposed: "The boss is right, I was tripped by the hammer last time, and my head almost fell on the axe."

  Wu Yuan took the opportunity to say: "Look, I'm not picking on you, am I?"

  Zhao Guohai could only admit it: "The boss is right, it is indeed my poor management."

   At this moment, the two foreigners walked out of the elevator under the leadership of a woman.

   "Look, there are still outsiders coming in here, so you have to pay more attention to the safety of the construction site." Wu Yuan directly taught according to his aptitude, and made a stop gesture: "The construction site is important, idlers should not enter."

   Zhao Guohai muttered, "Why are they here again?"

  Wu Yuan heard it, turned around and said, "Know?"

  Zhao Guohai explained: "Last time it was just the two foreigners who came here, not this woman. We couldn't understand the foreign devil's language, so we drove him away."

   This is too hasty.

  Old Zhao is indeed a rough man, he can only lead the workers and do a project.

  Wu Yuan slandered inwardly, but didn't say anything. He walked forward and heard the woman in the lead ask arrogantly, "Who is in charge here?"

   "Me." Wu Yuan stood up and said with a smile, "May I ask you this?"

  The woman glanced at Wu Yuan and said, "You are the contractor, right? I am Hu Yao, the interpreter of the Italian Consulate."

  Then pointed to the tall man with the scroll behind him and said, "This is Consul Werther from the Italian Consulate."

   Then he pointed to another flat-haired blond man and said, "This is Vice Consul Daveen."

   Not knowing why the other party came, Wu Yuan took the initiative to extend his hand.

  Although there is a language barrier, at least shaking hands is an international etiquette.

  Consul Werther was obviously stunned for a moment, then shook Wu Yuan's hand with a smile on his face and said, "Hello, hello."

   This guy should be able to say this.

  Just like Wu Yuan can only say hello hello.