The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 381 is not to divide the cake, but to make it bigger

  Wu Yuan took a sip of water at this.

   He even smacked his teeth in an inelegant way, and used his tongue to hook off a vegetable stalk between his teeth.

  Anyway, he is a carpenter from the countryside, so there is no need to pretend to be a wolf with a big tail in front of foreign friends.

   Besides, the other party is not Huang Qiya, who is he elegant for?

   "Ms. Sara, to tell you the truth, besides a Mandifi furniture factory, I also have a Panpan furniture factory..."

  Before he finished speaking, Bai Junran opened his mouth wide in astonishment, facing Sarah, pointing at Wu Yuan, and said enthusiastically: "Panpan, I know that the furniture manufacturer that sponsored the Asian Games is now famous all over the country!"

  The short-haired female translator first explained Wu Yuan's words, and then translated Bai Junran's words.

  Sara listened, from being dubious at the beginning, to gradually becoming interested, and finally the light of hope burst out in her eyes.

   "Then Mr. Wu, how long has this Panpan furniture factory been established?"

   "It was just established in January 1990. Of course, if you count its predecessor, it is only one year and three months."

   "If this is the case, then it is enough to prove Mr. Wu's ability. But I still need to investigate myself before I can come to this conclusion."

"casual."

  Send Sara and his party away, and Wu Yuan still has time to catch up with Lu Wenqing's wine bureau.

  As a good-neighbor who came here, in fact, there is no such thing as sooner or later for Lao Lu's drinking bureau. If you come early or late, Lu Wenqing will wait, it doesn't matter.

  But Wu Yuan still tried to return as early as possible, so as not to let Lu Wenqing wait any longer.

   Even because he didn't have enough to eat today, he even brought two servings of stewed vegetables from downstairs.

   Knocking on the door of Lu's house, Lu Wenqing was wearing a thin single shirt inside, a little bit cold, not as thickly wrapped as Fu Qiu.

  Wu Yuan said to himself: "Brother Lu, if you don't go to my side, you can feel warmer."

   Lu Wenqing immediately grabbed the wine bottle, picked up the peanuts, and followed.

  At the end, I still didn't forget to turn my head and say, "Honey, the eggs are fried, bring them to us."

   Arriving at Wu Yuan's house, as soon as the air conditioner was turned on, the whole room was immediately warmed up. Lu Wenqing no longer had to tremble, and his body stretched out.

   "During these days, because of business, I didn't drink less. But I drank here and there, and I didn't drink as much as I did when I was with Brother Wu."

   "Haha, brother Lu is a professor, those people have to respect you, so you can't let go."

   "That's right, business is business. It's uncomfortable to make me have to carry it. I carry it at school during the day and at the wine table at night. Can I not be tired?"

  Wu Yuan reached out his hand to touch the wine cup with Lu Wenqing, without caring who the cup was, and then drank it down in one gulp.

"Brother Lu, it's too late to drink with a bosom friend. It's just us!" Wu Yuan was talking, when he saw Fu Qiu coming over with steaming scrambled eggs, he immediately added: "But my sister-in-law won't let you drink too much. It's also for your own good. After all, alcohol is not good for your health."

  Fu Qiu's face paled, he put down the scrambled eggs and said, "Drink first, brothers, call me if you need something."

   After finishing speaking, he left.

  After hearing the door closing on the opposite side, Lu Wenqing said cautiously: "Your sister-in-law taught you to say the last sentence just now, right?"

Wu Yuan chuckled: "My sister-in-law is right. Alcohol and cigarettes are both bad for your health. You see, I usually don't smoke unless necessary. I don't want my children to remember me with the smell of cigarettes all over my body. above."

   "Don't talk about this," Lu Wenqing waved his hand and said, "Now, what news have you received from the Pudong Development?"

  Wu Yuan shook his head: "Not yet."

   Lu Wenqing frowned slightly and said, "This matter, shouldn't it be repeated?"

  Wu Yuan laughed, but didn't take it seriously: "No way."

   "It's hard to say," Lu Wenqing sighed. "You know the mural of the Songkran Festival at the Capital Airport, right? It was appointed by the old man back then. It's no problem. It's just art. It has become a symbol of our country's openness in the eyes of many foreigners."

   "As a result, within a year, the Capital Airport covered it with gauze, and then simply built a wall to block it. You can see what happened in the next 10 years..."

  Wu Yuan unhurriedly filled the wine cup for Lu Wenqing and said, "This time is different, Brother Lu."

   Lu Wenqing murmured: "I know, I know. I'm afraid that after so many years of looking forward to it, it will still be in vain."

   "Take a step back, Brother Lu, we've been waiting for so many years, do we still care about this moment?"

  Lu Wenqing shook his head and said, "You can wait, but I can't. I'm old..."

   "What did Brother Lu say? Brother Lu is in his prime. Do it!"

  One night, Lu Wenqing complained a lot, and even drank a lot of wine.

  Wu Yuan didn't bother either.

   After all, others are not him, without his front and rear eyes.

  In this era of change, it is inevitable that you will feel hesitant and anxious.

It's just that when he finally helped Lu Wenqing home, facing Fu Qiu, Wu Yuan couldn't hold back, so he could only explain embarrassingly: "Sister-in-law, it's not that I didn't stop her, but Brother Lu was suffering and under pressure. If you don’t release it, it’s not good for your body.”

   Fu Qiu sighed, and stretched out his hand to take Lu Wenqing over, which was even more secure than Wu Yuan's support.

  The next day is Saturday.

   This is still a working day in China, but it is a rest day in the West.

  Wu Yuan originally thought that the cooperation with the famous Fendi brand would not come to fruition until after the working day next week.

  Unexpectedly, on Saturday afternoon, Sarah came to the door alone with a short-haired female translator.

  Wu Yuan still received him in a neutral manner, even though the other party had changed to a V-neck.

As soon as Sara sat down, she went straight to the point: "Mr. Wu, I have studied the promotion of Panpan Furniture Factory. I have to admit that Mr. Wu is very good at this, especially in line with the style and style of your country. People's sentiments."

   "But I have a question. Mr. Wu already owns two furniture factories. If we let Fendi join in, isn't it afraid that Fendi will seize the cake of your factory and intensify the competition among multiple brands?"

  Wu Yuan nodded and said: "This is indeed a very realistic problem."

Then the topic changed: "But if Ms. Sara studies carefully enough, she should have noticed that the market positioning of Panpan Furniture is actually different from that of Mandifi and Fendi. They are aimed at customers with different spending power. .”

  “Even Mandifi and Fendi, which also face mid-to-high-end customers, actually have the possibility of subdivision.”

  “I put the three brands together, not to let them share a piece of cake, but to make this cake bigger and ultimately achieve a win-win situation.”

   Listening to the short-haired female translator's explanation, Sara's eyes kept focusing on Wu Yuan.

  Even though the peasant in front of him is so rebellious, not elegant, and even a bit rough.

   But this does not prevent her eyes from brightening up little by little.

  Because of this farmer's argument, it reached her heart.

  (end of this chapter)