The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

   Taking pictures, Wu Yuan, who has been a man for two lifetimes, is more or less basic.

  At least in terms of composition, I have practiced with a smartphone, and I have a unique foundation in carpenter drawing.

  So in his camera, Yan Ruqing looks very photogenic.

  Any movement and gesture language are very rich and expressive.

   So much so that when Yan Ruqing changed the finished film and took it away, Wu Yuan couldn't help heeping.

  Yan Ruqing held the film in her hand and said, "What's the matter? You don't need to learn how to develop photos, and this film is useless to you."

  Wu Yuan explained: "I want to wash it out to see if there are any deficiencies and areas that need improvement."

  Yan Ruqing took out a business card from Kun's bag and said, "If you want to print out the contrast effect, you can go to him. He will settle the bill with me, and you don't have to pay."

  No problem.

  Although the film did not survive, Wu Yuan's interest in portrait photography was cultivated.

  When Yan Ruqing left a large box of film and left, Wu Yuan immediately pulled Master Meng and A Niu and the others to practice.

  When all the masters heard this, they were able to take a photo for free and send it to their families, and each of them came over to let Wu Yuan practice.

  But Wu Yuan thought it would be inappropriate to shoot in the Huanglao Siheyuan.

  I took the masters to the alley outside to shoot, and picked a good alley entrance, taking into account the composition and lighting, and the shooting effect was good.

  Wu Yuan has this confidence.

   Waiting until the afternoon, when Wu Yuan was busy with work, Wu Yuan was placed in the yard, and the big brother who was posing with the camera rang loudly.

  A Niu sent it to Wu Yuan like holding a baby.

  Wu Yuan picked up and heard that it was the old man calling from the village department.

  Maybe he just recovered, but Party Secretary Yang kept on talking on the phone, which overwhelmed Wu Yuan's response.

   So much so that Wu Yuan had to clear his throat, and shouted: "Father, it's connected, I can hear your voice."

   Yang Zhishu returned to normal and said: "I finally got through, and I called you on the first call."

  Wu Yuan also breathed a sigh of relief: "How is the situation at home?"

Yang Zhishu habitually said: "The telephone line has just been repaired. I took your car and ran several times in the county. The power is still being repaired, and it is estimated that it will be repaired tonight. I don't know how many trees were broken on the road. Now it is still there." It's being cleaned up."

  Wu Yuan took his mobile phone and walked out: "How is the house in the village, how is the field?"

  As soon as he heard this question, Party Secretary Yang said bitterly: "There are several dilapidated houses in the village, thanks to reinforcements a while ago. As for the rice in the field, this little rain is nothing, so it's not a big problem."

"how is the weather?"

   "The wind has stopped, but the rain has not stopped. The forecast says that there will be moderate to heavy rain in the next three days."

  The form is very severe, exactly the same as in memory.

  Wu Yuan had no choice but to say: "Father, you all pay attention to safety. In addition, if there is any need at home, call me in time, and I will find a solution."

   After hanging up the old man's phone, Wu Yuan made a call to Panpan Furniture Factory.

  Compared with Yang Zhishu's exhaustion, the second uncle Yang Guozhu's state is much more comfortable.

  Not only is he able to handle tasks with ease, but he also has the leisure time to talk to Wu Yuan on the phone and tell jokes about the silk reeling factory.

  Hung up the phone of Panpan Furniture Factory, Wu Yuan also wanted to call the third brother-in-law.

   But considering this time point, Wu Yuan still gave up.

  If you have anything to say, let’s talk about it after get off work.

  In fact, as soon as the weather forecast came out this morning, all members of the Water Conservancy Bureau took action.

   At noon, the whole county began to mobilize, and implemented it in various towns to set up flood control and flood fighting teams.

   Ensure smooth communication, power supply, residential safety and other matters.

   And in Furongyi Lane Garment Factory.

  Compared to paying attention to weather disasters, Yang Luoyan was more involved in the TV series "Miss Public Relations" that will be broadcast tonight.

   Tonight's prime time is when Miss Public Relations is shown on CCTV.

  Accompanied by the launch of Miss Public Relations, the Furong Yixiang brand advertisement is also used as a sponsored advertisement, and it is launched nationwide together.

  Whether it soars into the sky or sinks into the sand, it is time to reveal.

  Of course, Yang Luoyan was also mentally prepared.

  For example, at the beginning of the TV series' release, the advertising effect cannot be so immediate.

  Even the prominence of the advertising effect can only be gradually revealed after the TV series are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

  But Yang Luoyan felt that with the launch of the advertisement, at least it shouldn't remain the same.

   There should be some reaction.

  County garment factory staff community.

  Although it was raining, Liu Tingwei and Li Liancheng got together, smoking cigarettes.

  Liu Tingwei flicked the cigarette ash and asked: "The organization's arrangement for you hasn't come down yet?"

   Li Liancheng said helplessly: "No news! I went to Secretary Liu a few days ago, but there was no answer, so I asked me to come back and wait patiently for notification."

  Liu Tingwei sighed, and so did he.

  Since he completed the handover of the county garment factory, he has been semi-retired at home.

  Nominally waiting for a notice, but actually unemployed and laid off.

   "I heard that Sun Maoxin went to sea and went to the south?"

  Li Liancheng nodded and said: "I heard that too. I heard that I went to work as a workshop director in some factory. Old Liu, do you think we should go out and venture out too?"

  Liu Tingwei shook his head: "Don't rush into the sea, hold your breath. I'd like to see how well a woman can run the factory after taking over the county garment factory!"

  Li Liancheng could tell that Lao Liu still didn't give up on the garment factory.

  At the moment, he did not refute directly, but persuaded from the side: "I heard that Director Yang has made several sets of fashionable women's clothing, which are being promoted on a large scale."

  Liu Tingwei said disapprovingly: "Nowadays, the old men can't make money, where can the old women make money? If they can't make money, they can't even eat. How can they buy the women's clothes they make?"

   Li Liancheng said to himself: "I heard that the sales are not bad, and the workers have work every day."

  Liu Tingwei immediately said with disdain: "Come on, Lao Li, don't be deceived by this illusion. Isn't this all leftovers from our playing in the past?"

   Li Liancheng's voice became weaker and weaker: "But Lao Liu, Director Yang is different from us."

   "What's the difference?" Liu Tingwei asked back: "Isn't she relying on opening a store to accumulate some capital and have money to spend for a period of time. After this period of time, whether the factory is dead or alive, you can wait and see!"

   "How long do you have to wait?"

   "Within three months!" Liu Tingwei vowed: "Just wait and see, within three months, we will see the outcome."

   Li Liancheng said in surprise: "It has been two months since Director Yang took over our factory. What do you mean, we will see the outcome in one month?"

  Liu Tingwei was taken aback for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "One month, just one month!"

  After speaking, Liu Tingwei became inexplicably relaxed.

  This judgment, whether Li Liancheng believes it or not, at least he believes it himself.