The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Since there is Wu Yuan's shadow in this matter, how can I still say der?

  The young class has messed up.

   What procedures are required and what policies are attached to, I have to approve it myself first.

  After thinking this far, Bian Xiaosheng threw away the cigarette butt, stamped it out with his foot and said, "Excuse me, goodbye!"

   On the way back, Bian Xiaosheng was really lost.

   It’s just that the silk reeling factory obviously lost to the furniture factory, but the crayfish industry that Wu Yuan casually pointed out seems to have far more prospects than the silk reeling factory.

   This is very annoying.

   So much so that Erba Dagang was riding, almost riding into a ditch on the side of the road.

  If it wasn’t for holding the small poplar tree beside the road to stop my figure, today’s fun would be great.

  Calm down, Bian Xiaosheng turned his head to look in the direction of the furniture factory.

  He always felt that Wu Yuan was watching over there, watching his own jokes.

  Actually, no one else saw his funny scene except Lao Su, who was watching the gate.

  At this moment, Wu Yuan has already wandered to the sewing workshop.

   Looking at a young girl full of vigor, isn't it better than watching a joke from an old gangster?

   Today's sewing workshop, with the increase and expansion of furniture factory product categories, has differentiated into many product lines and processing groups.

  From the original one workshop, it has expanded to the current two workshops.

  It is definitely a labor-intensive industry.

  Of course the equipped machines range from the original industrial sewing machines to automatic seaming machines, automatic garment ironing machines...

   Everything.

  Xi Susu, who has grown up rapidly, is no longer the jerky girl who could blush for a long time because of her big breasts, but the director of the workshop.

  Wu Yuan even felt that Xi Susu's growth rate was faster than his eldest niece.

  Walk around and go back to the office.

  Wu Yuan looked at the roster of the furniture factory.

   There are indeed a lot more people.

   Not only the masters and female workers of the two major workshops, but also the personnel of the marketing department, the financial department, the administrative department and the security team.

  The framework of the furniture factory has begun to take shape.

   It's just the right time.

  With the guard of the second uncle Yang Guozhu, the furniture factory has put an end to the redundant staff like the old state-owned factories.

  The management is also strict and in place.

  In the past month, a young carpenter and a security team member trespassed in the female workers’ dormitory late at night and were expelled from the factory.

  Once discovered, there will be no tolerance.

  Anyway, Panpan Furniture Factory now has no worries about not being able to recruit people, and even some skilled workers from other counties and cities come here admiringly.

  Just for a stable job with an income no less than that of a state-owned factory.

  Just then, the phone on the desk rang.

  Wu Yuan picked up and heard the voice of the fourth brother-in-law Zhong Zhentao.

   "Fourth brother-in-law, why are you calling?"

   "Do you know about the Xinzhuang Township Central Primary School?"

  Wu Yuan frowned. I didn't know about the central primary school in your village when I went to school. Just as I was about to answer, my heart suddenly moved. Could it be the central primary school where Mr. Song was a substitute teacher?

  So impatiently asked: "I don't know, what happened to Mr. Song?"

  Zhong Zhentao hummed and said: "She sued the dean, saying that the dean intended to misbehave against her on the grounds of being enrolled in the program."

   No wonder it was so late at night, Song Chunhong went home with a broken bicycle alone.

  After Wu Yuan read it, he immediately said: "Fourth brother-in-law, let me stare at the gentle scum of the director! If Teacher Song doesn't deal with this matter, other female teachers will suffer in the future."

   "Since you said it, I will do my best." Zhong Zhentao said solemnly, and then relaxed: "It seems that the rumor that Teacher Song likes you is true."

  Wu Yuan laughed and said: "Fourth brother-in-law, stop joking. Teacher Song will soon become the teacher of our village-run primary school. Teachers in our village can't suffer, not at all!"

  Zhong Zhentao said: "All right, I'll go and have a look."

  What background, dare to bully our village teacher?

  Hung up the phone, Wu Yuan laughed back angrily.

  Since this gentle scum bumped into him by himself, he didn't mind the activities and let Mr. Song support him.

   Don't they all say that there is a radish and a pit?

  Thinking of this, Wu Yuan subconsciously picked up the phone and called the county government.

   After thinking about it, it seems a bit overkill.

   Just as he was in a daze, the phone rang again.

  Wu Yuan picked up and heard the voice of the third sister Wu Xiuhua.

   "Your third brother-in-law asked you to come to my house for dinner tonight, and the children miss you too. Ever since I ate the lobster you brought, I have been thinking of you as an old uncle, who is closer than their father."

   Nothing about Xinzhuang Township was mentioned inside or outside the words.

  But Wu Yuan reckoned that Zhong Zhentao must have called the third sister's house to get angry.

  So he agreed and said, "Okay, I'll go there as soon as I get off work."

   Then Wu Yuan called his wife and told him about going to the third sister's house for dinner at night.

   Then, without waiting to get off work, I rode a 28-bar to the county, bought a bunch of bananas, and took ten catties of apples with me.

   Arrived at the third sister's house unsteadily.

   Regardless of past and present lives, Wu Yuan is the least burdened whenever he returns to Third Sister's house.

  It was as if the third sister's house had become his second home after his parents left.

  Wu Xiuhua is in the yard, holding a dustpan, picking soybeans.

  As soon as Yaodi came, he immediately saw the bulging nylon bag tied on the back seat, "Come on, come on, what are you spending money on?"

   Regarding this, Wu Yuan is also confident: "Bring me food for my nephew and niece, what are you in a hurry for?"

   said and took out the fruit: "The children are growing up, so it's better to eat more fruits."

   In fact, you should drink more milk.

  But Beigang's condition is not yet met.

  A milk factory cannot be supplied by the county, let alone the countryside.

  After placing the fruit on the altar table in the main room, Wu Yuan took a chair, went to the yard, and sat next to the third sister.

   Seeing that it was still early, Wu Xiuhua continued to choose the soybeans in the dustpan.

  Wu Yuan asked bluntly: "Third sister, did fourth brother-in-law call you?"

  Wu Xiuhua didn't hide anything: "It should be your third brother-in-law, and didn't tell me anything about it. Do you know?"

   "Well, it's probably Mr. Song's business."

  So Wu Yuan told about Song Chunhong, Wu Xiuhua put down the dustpan after listening, and cursed through gritted teeth: "This **** **** director, how can there be such a scumbag?"

   It seems that after raising Feiyan, the third sister became more and more intolerable for this kind of thing.

   Hearing this, Wu Yuan hurriedly persuaded: "Sister San, take it easy, don't be too angry."

  Wu Xiuhua paused for a while, picked up the dustpan again and said, "Brother Yao, tell me the truth, nothing happened between you and Teacher Song that night, right?"

  Wu Yuan could not help but applaud.

  I just mentioned the incident of 'I saw Mr. Song came back in a hurry that night', and the third sister can think of this level.