The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 387 Although I can’t understand it, I was shocked

   Sarah's obsessive concentration.

  I didn’t know, I thought she was a professional coffee machine seller.

   On the other side, Wu Yuan sat down on the Fendi sofa, opened the contract page by page, and read the content line by line.

  Looking at the whole article, there is really nothing wrong with it.

  The content of this contract is obviously more generous than the one signed by Mandifei and Bai Junran, and the profit margin is a little bigger.

   Otherwise, I am sorry for this strategic determination to enter the national high-end market.

  While thinking about it, I suddenly heard a strong fragrance coming.

  Looking up, Sarah is holding two cups of hot coffee and asking: "How do you see, Mr. Wu?"

   Immediately, there was no lack of expectation: "I hope these two cups of coffee can start a good cooperation between us."

  Look, this big foreigner has said so much about expectations and happiness, it is unbearable to refuse.

   But there is really no reason to refuse.

  So he happily took the coffee, and Wu Yuan brought it to his mouth, then stopped and asked, "Where are these coffee beans from?"

  The short-haired female translator ran over to explain, and Sara replied, "I brought this from Singapore, try it."

  Hearing this, Wu Yuan didn't dare to taste it: "Could it be cat **** coffee?"

  Unexpectedly, Sarah asked excitedly, "You also know cat **** coffee?"

   I thought I found a bosom friend, and I was no longer dealing with a Chinese bumpkin.

   While excited, Wu Yuan put down the coffee, then turned to ask the female translator why,

  The short-haired female translator came back, and Wu Yuan said righteously: "I don't drink cat **** coffee! NO!"

  Sara heard, "This is not cat **** coffee. If you want to drink, I will bring it to you next time."

  Wu Yuan picked it up again, and clinked glasses with Sarah who took the initiative to come over, and then had a drink or two, which was no different from Joffre's American style.

  Sarah was very pleasant.

   This is the ritual she used to achieve cooperation with others.

  But Wu Yuan felt that it would be more reliable to sign these six contracts.

  It's a pity that Huang Qiya is not here today, otherwise I would have read the contract on the spot to find out possible hidden problems.

  After signing the contract, Sarah hurriedly asked: "So, dear Wu, what are you going to do?"

  Sara sat down as close to Wu Yuan as possible, trying to use his masculine aura to make herself forget the fact that her partner is a farmer entrepreneur.

  However, Wu Yuan was not used to her and said: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed."

   In fact, he hasn't figured it out yet.

   So Sarah left slightly disappointed.

   Sending Sara away, Wu Yuan asked Fan Bingbing to file and keep these contracts, and ask her to check them out when Huang Qiya came back.

  As soon as I finished my work, I went back to the office to continue drawing.

   A few girls were left, chattering and fiddling with the coffee machine Sara had brought.

   Even in the morning, the company was filled with the aroma of coffee.

  The fragrance lasts for a long time.

   Until after lunch, Wu Yuan was so smoked that he lost his sleepiness, and continued to bury his head in the picture.

  At this time, a graceful and luxurious woman pushed the door and entered.

  Fan Bingbing was stunned for a moment, then recognized her immediately and said, "Sister Wen, I haven't seen you for a long time, please come in."

  Ms. Wen is a VIP customer of the company, and even the boss attaches great importance to it.

  It's just that compared with years ago, Ms. Wen has more crow's feet around the corners of her eyes.

  Even if the eye cream covers it, it can't cover it.

  Wu Yuan also greeted him from the office and said, "Sister Wen, I thought you forgot the face of my small company."

  Ms. Wen retorted directly: "As long as you still remember me as an old sister."

   "Sister Wen is not old," Wu Yuan flatly denied, "Sister Wen is younger than last year. Is there any secret to maintain it?"

   "Really? Did you see it?" Under Wu Yuan's arrangement, Ms. Wen went into the office and sat down on the sofa.

   "No, the skin is more delicate and shiny."

   "To tell you the truth, I just went on a trip, and by the way, I did a little maintenance in a foreign beauty salon."

   "I'll just say it!" Wu Yuan clapped his hands.

  Even Fan Bingbing couldn't help laughing.

   But don't laugh.

   With a smile, the boss's words were in vain.

   "Xiao Wu, it's about the villa at home."

   Wu Yuan nodded, and heard Ms. Wen continue: "Actually, I wanted to come to you just after Chinese New Year."

  Wu Yuan echoed: "Aren't you going abroad? Your business is more important."

Ms. Wen emphasized: "It's not just about this, the main thing is that the head of the house has a friend who also bought it with us. He gave the villa to a boss surnamed Ying to renovate, saying that the decoration is very good. My head of the house is a little tempted. "

   "But after I went to see it, I couldn't understand it anyway. I felt that the boss pretended to be playing a puzzle with a child. Part of it seemed to have a sense of design, but the overall look was very severe."

  Wu Yuan pondered and said: "Sister Wen, you are right. It's not that I underestimate Sister Wen's husband. In terms of house decoration and dressing, men are not as good as women. They are born."

   "Really!" Ms. Wen felt the same way, "So I am very firm and firmly disagree. There is no way for the head of the family. Promise me to ask you to go and have a look, and try to come up with a plan first."

   It turns out that things still have twists and turns.

   But the decoration of a mere villa is not that important to Wu Yuan and to Tengda, it is indispensable.

  But Ms. Wen's next sentence made Wu Yuan excited: "Don't worry, if you pretend to be good and satisfy the owner, he will introduce you to all his friends' villas. There are at least a dozen of them!"

   Now Wu Yuan is excited.

  One villa is not at the same level of attractiveness as ten villas.

  Besides, if these ten villas are really won, Fendi Furniture and Mandifi Furniture will be able to sell a lot of goods.

  This serves multiple purposes.

So Wu Yuan said without hesitation: "Miss Wen, don't worry, my design and safekeeping make your husband have nothing to say and is impeccable. To tell you the truth, now even the Italian Consulate and the Egyptian Consulate are looking for my company to decorate. They took a fancy to our excellent design ability."

"right?"

   At this time, Fan Bingbing handed over the filing contracts.

   Wu Yuan turned it over to Ms. Wen and said, "Miss Wen, look at the contract in Chinese, English and Italian."

  Ms. Wen flipped through it. Although she couldn't understand it, she was greatly shocked.

  I couldn't understand the contract in English and Italian, as well as the specific terms of the Chinese contract, but I was shocked by the amount of US dollars on the contract.

  With my husband’s status, it can’t be decorated worse than the consulate, right?

  With comparison in mind, there is care.

  So he got up and said: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go and see for yourself, should you get in my car or not?"

  Wu Yuan looked at the fully imported Audi 100, without looking at his own Santana, and said, "Then I'll be in the shoes of Miss Wen."

   Even so, Ma Mingchao still drove the Santana and followed behind.

  (end of this chapter)