The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 407 The mural of the Songkran Festival, rediscovered

   On the evening of April 11th.

  Tengda Company, Wu Yuan was eating boxed lunch, accompanied by two apprentices, Ma Mingjun and Zhu Liubiao.

   Qiao Wuye and others have all evacuated the Huangjiaxiang community and moved into apartments on Zhonghua Road and Sipailou Road respectively.

  Ma Mingjun and Zhu Liubiao were also there.

  But Master couldn't hold back a phone call and asked them to come over.

   Then no one can stop it.

  No reason can stop it.

  Ma Mingjun was scratching his lunch box, saying nothing and asking nothing.

  Anyway, do what the master tells you to do.

  Even if it is going up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, there is no frown.

  Dry and it's over.

  But Zhu Liubiao didn't know how many thoughts he had in his mind, and he even ate slowly, like a woman.

  Finally, I couldn't hold back anymore, and asked, "Master, it's so late, and we still go to the client's house to measure the room. It's late at night, and I can't see anything."

  Wu Yuan said casually: "Maybe customers only have time at night, we are in the service industry, don't pick so many, everything is for the purpose of serving customers."

  Zhu Liubiao pursed his lips, unable to speak.

  In the end, Ma Mingjun suddenly exposed it: "Master, Lao Liu was going to go to the night market with He Ying tonight."

  Wu Yuan sternly warned: "Lao Liu, you go everywhere, but don't give me a child. It will make me lose my old face, don't blame me for whipping you."

   "Understood, Master."

   Wu Yuan sighed.

  Zhu Liubiao is still very playful.

  He Ying made so many mistakes, but he couldn't change him much.

  If he can take back half of his playfulness and focus on his career, when he leaves the teacher, his ability will not be inferior to Baojun.

   At that time, I will have a right-hand man anyway.

  It's a pity that things don't go according to people's wishes.

  Thinking of this, Wu Yuan slapped Lao Liu directly: "Hurry up and eat, the customer is still waiting."

  The lights are on.

  Silver Santana took Wu Yuan, plus two apprentices, and went straight to the villa area on the other side of Songjiang.

  Driving on the road at night, some lights were shining at first.

   Gradually, it began to be shrouded in black lights and blind flames, only sporadic lights flashed occasionally.

   It's quite quiet like a suspenseful movie.

   Fortunately, in the car, beside Wu Yuan's ears, it was not very quiet all the time.

  With the talkative Ming Jun in the car, and the always clever sixth son, Wu Yuan's ear can be kept quiet for six seconds, which is unprecedented.

  So when Santana arrived at the place and saw the woman whom strangers should not enter—Yan Ruqing, Wu Yuan actually felt that this woman was very cold and comfortable.

  The location of Yan Ruqing's villa is not as good as Ms. Wen's house and Chen's house, but it is also surrounded by Shui Paozi.

   Near water towers.

   It's just that the orientation is not facing directly.

  But looking out of the window of Yan’s house, one can just have a panoramic view of the water bubble from the side, if there is one.

  Wu Yuan estimates that this special perspective is probably the reason why Yan Ruqing chose this villa.

  But Yan Ruqing didn't say anything, and he didn't ask.

   There are only original incandescent bulbs in the villa, which emit a slightly yellow light. Even with a high wattage of 100w, the brightness is still limited.

  But for a veteran like Wu Yuan, it was enough.

   Commanded Ma Mingjun and Zhu Liuscalar to measure.

  It’s just that Zhu Liubiao’s old habit has recurred, and after measuring, he can’t help being seduced by Yan Ruqing.

  If He Ying finds out about this matter, I'm afraid there will be trouble for several nights.

  So when Wu Yuan saw him distracted, he kicked him.

   It doesn't matter whether Yan Ruqing thinks it is vulgar or not.

  Having been busy for more than half an hour, Yan Ruqing really didn't say a word, just holding her chest with her left arm, and by the way supported her right arm holding the thin cigarette from her lips.

   Occasionally looking back, only the cigarette **** is on and off, showing that she has been there.

  So he measured Zhu Liubiao and couldn't help but start to shiver: "Master, why do I feel a little cold behind my back?"

   As a result, he was kicked by Wu Yuan firmly and said: "If you don't turn around and peek, why do you feel cold behind your back?"

  Finally the villa is finished.

  Wu Yuan, his master and apprentice, followed Yan Ruqing back to the car in front of the door.

  Yan Ruqing's car logo is not very clear in the dark.

   But judging from the streamlined structure, Wu Yuan feels a bit like the Ferrari in Hong Kong movies.

   One car tops ten cars.

  Seeing that Yan Ruqing was about to get in the car and leave, Wu Yuan thought to himself, he couldn't buy a house all night, so he really didn't say a word?

  So I said from a distance: "Goodbye, sister Yan, we will go back first."

  At this time, Yan Ruqing's voice came: "Wait."

   As he spoke, he went back and forth, holding two hailies in his hands: "Thank you."

  Hey, isn't this down to earth?

  Wu Yuan continued honestly and bluntly: "Thank you, Sister Yan."

  A moment later, Yan Ruqing's car taillights turned on in the middle of the night, and Wu Yuan couldn't help but be dumbfounded and said, "Damn it, it's really a Ferrari!"

  Ma Mingjun asked naively: "Master, what kind of car is a Ferrari? Is it more expensive than your Santana?"

  Without waiting for Wu Yuan to answer, Zhu Liubiao immediately said: "Brother, when you usually watch Hong Kong movies, don't always stare at beautiful women! Otherwise, you wouldn't ask Master such a stupid question."

  Ma Mingjun rubbed his head, and said confidently: "Look at what, how can I control it?"

   On the way back.

  Ma Mingjun and Zhu Liubiao finally didn't have the energy to babble.

  Wu Yuan also took the opportunity to review the layout and size of the Yan family villa in his mind.

   It was almost ten o'clock when I returned to the home of the faculty and staff community.

  A light was on in the bedroom upstairs, and a light remained on in the living room.

  Wu Yuan got out of the car, walked upstairs quickly, and was about to open the door lightly, but was startled when the door suddenly opened on the opposite side.

  Lv Wenqing who opened the door said with a happy face: "Brother Wu, I have been waiting for you all night."

  Wu Yuan looked at his watch and said, "Brother Lu, it's all over now, it's impossible for you to wait for me to have a drink together?"

  After Lu Wenqing waved his hand, he handed over a cigarette and said, "I won't drink alcohol. From now on, I have to listen to your sister-in-law, drink less, take care of your health, and plan for the future."

  Wu Yuan heard it, so he asked: "Brother Lu, what makes you so excited and excited?"

   "You see it?"

  Wu Yuan didn't speak, don't you understand?

  It's almost ten o'clock, why don't you hold your wife to sleep, and block me here?

   Then I heard Lu Wenqing continue: "The mural at the Capital Airport has finally been seen again!"

  At first Wu Yuan didn't realize it: "What mural?"

   "It's the Songkran one. I told you about it when I was drinking."

   "Oh, I remembered." Wu Yuan suddenly realized: "No wonder Brother Lu is so happy, and he should be happy."

   Lu Wenqing took it for granted: "Of course, this time is of great significance! It's definitely not that simple..."

   At this moment, Yang Luoyan, who was wearing a coat, opened the door from the inside and said, "Are you back?" He immediately greeted him, "Is Brother Lu here?"

  Lu Wenqing only waved his hands in complacency and said, "I'll tell you about it next time."

  (end of this chapter)