The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 459 Increased popularity and sales take off again

  I thought that one sentence would send people away.

   Unexpectedly, after a moment of silence, the voice at the door rang out again with laughter: "Boss, it's me, Zou Ning."

  Wu Yuan opened the door angrily, and sure enough, he saw Zou Ning smiling narrowly.

   While laughing, he gave Wu Yuan a thumbs up and said, "Boss, you are a decent person, and you have passed the test of your sisters."

   "What test?"

  Zou Ning said righteously: "Ah? It's nothing! Bingbing and Mingqi forced me to do it, and it has nothing to do with me."

  Wu Yuan would be stupid if he believed this.

   Only Zou Ning could come up with such a ghostly idea. Neither Fan Bingbing nor Ma Mingqi dared to think about it.

  However, as the boss, Wu Yuan couldn't really bring this matter to the fore, so he changed the subject and asked, "Have you found the house yet?"

   "Well, it's right next to the third ring road, and the traffic is also convenient. Even if the office moves to the inner ring road in the future, it won't affect it."

  Wu Yuan nodded. Apart from being a bit ghostly, this girl has enough brains for business matters.

   This is also the reason why I sent her to exercise this time.

  Seeing the boss's face turned pale, Zou Ning took the opportunity to say: "Boss, can I stay here for a few more days? After all, the house still needs to buy some daily necessities and clean it before I can move in."

  Looking at Zou Ning's pitiful face, Wu Yuan knew she was faking, so he still agreed.

   "Yes, if you want to stay, you can stay for a few more days. By the way, have you eaten yet?"

   "Sister Jiang took me to deal with it."

  After Wu Yuan asked, he waved his hand and said, "Go back and rest after eating."

   Late at night, lonely men and widows, under the plums in the melon fields.

  Zou Ning smiled, but asked: "Do you still use the Mercedes-Benz taxi? If not, you have to settle the bill with the master."

   Wu Yuan slapped his head, "The money is all with your Brother Ming Chao, you can get it from him, don't forget the receipt."

   "Okay, boss, you can continue to work."

  Wu Yuan closed the door, feeling tired all over his body.

   It's been a tossing day.

   I simply took a hot shower, and brushed my teeth with tap water that smelled badly of disinfectant.

   Then go directly to bed and lie dead.

  Fortunately, I slept very deeply this time, and the voice of "more so and more so" lingering in my ears was no longer in my dream.

  After waking up, he was full of energy and devoted himself to the design of the villa again.

   Didn’t even go to the office.

  Anyway, Song Xian and Zou Ning are enough to prepare for the office of Mandifei Furniture Factory.

  As the boss, Wu Yuan knows best that what should be let go should be let go.

  After such a day, everyone performed their duties and went hand in hand, and they all progressed very well.

   Even Wu Yuan looked at his dozen or so sketches, and felt that it was more than enough to meet clients.

  After all, PPT does not lie in many, but in essence.

  As for Zou Ning, he not only completed the site selection of the two offices of Mandifei Furniture and Fendi Furniture, but also went through a whole day of procedures.

   When it comes time to eat at night, the formalities are definitely not down.

   But at least Zou Ning didn't have much energy, and was playing pranks like last night.

  It doubles the sense of security, and no longer has to face the soul test of whether or not to have "room service".

   In a blink of an eye, it was May 9th.

  The inspiration for the design was almost drawn out, Wu Yuan no longer had the motivation to work behind closed doors, so he simply went out to the office.

  If you don’t go, you don’t know, and if you go, you will be shocked.

  Song Xian and Gao Fei were so busy that they both answered the phone with two phones hanging on their ears.

   Even Jiang Xiao would help answer the phone from time to time.

  So today it is designated that no one will take Zou Ning through the formalities, and she can only rely on herself.

  Wu Yuan sat down on the sofa.

   Not long after, Jiang Xiao hung up the phone and came over to pour water for him.

  Wu Yuan took the water and asked, "Why are there so many calls today? Is it always like this?"

Jiang Xiao shook his head: "In fact, the number of calls has increased since yesterday, especially today. What Director Song means is that we look forward to the news on furniture, and the popularity has increased again. And I heard that the phone calls are still busy at the headquarters. !"

   At the same time, Beigang Panpan Furniture Factory.

  Yang Chenyu rubbed her sore eyes, both excited and tired.

   It was as if she was tired of dealing with Ma Changshan, but she still couldn't help wanting more.

   But having said that, this is just an analogy.

  If Ma Changshan could really bring her this kind of feeling, she would be able to wake up with a smile in her dreams, and would be happy to die of exhaustion.

  Yang Chenyu had a bewildered smile at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly thought of his brother-in-law Wu Yuan.

   If Ma Changshan in this analogy was replaced by Wu Yuan, it would be much more appropriate.

   After all, he was the one who was struggling even with the younger and more beautiful Yao Meier, so his strength was mediocre.

   Fortunately, in the next room, the phone ringing one after another quickly interrupted Yang Chenyu's thoughts.

  Yang Chenyu couldn't help but shook his head, and said with a wry smile, where did I go...

  Pick up the latest two-day order form data on the table and look at it. According to this posture, Panpan Furniture's goal of breaking through 8 million by the end of the month is not a dream at all.

  8 million a month, nearly 100 million a year!

  Thinking of this, Yang Chenyu felt that her breathing was a little messed up.

  After calming down for a while, his breathing finally calmed down.

  Yang Chenyu picked up the phone, ready to report to Wu Yuan, and dialed the number of BJ's office.

  The result is busy.

  Call again!

   Still busy!

  Could it be that the phone at BJ's office was also off the hook?

if it is like this…

  Thinking of this, the breathing that had just calmed down became messy again.

   At this moment, Yang Guozhu from the next door came over and said, "Chen Yu, can you contact the boss?"

  Yang Chenyu couldn't help feeling a little flustered, and quickly stood up and said, "No, the phone is busy."

   "That is to say," Yang Guozhu said while walking, "The county government just called to ask, maybe there is something wrong?"

  Yang Chenyu asked: "Who called from the county government? The tone is not right. How is your attitude?"

  Yang Guozhu thought about it and said, "It sounds like I came here in high spirits and returned in disappointment."

  Yang Chenyu looked relieved: "It's okay to come here in high spirits, but it's because you didn't find the boss when you came back disappointed?"

  Yang Guozhu was confused, "Is there something wrong? You young people speak like guessing riddles, which is puzzling."

   As he spoke, Yang Guozhu began to feel the smoke all over his body.

  At this time, only Huazi can relieve the little anxiety that filled his heart.

  Yang Chenyu stomped his feet and said: "Oh, second uncle, why the county government called, don't you know?"

  Yang Guozhu suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "You mean, let's look forward to the news broadcast on the furniture?"

"Yes!"

   "Hey, I thought it was a big deal." Yang Guozhu calmed down immediately, "Xiao Yuan wants it to be on CCTV, so he can make it available. I didn't worry about it at all."

  Yang Chenyu pouted, yes.

  I knew that he would be able to handle it with just one phone call, so why should I be at home like ants on a hot pot, wandering around for days?

  (end of this chapter)