The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 680 There are thousands of reasons for not decorating

  Compared to Fan Bingbing's little anxiety, Ge Ling's inner anxiety is much more.

  People are introduced by her after all.

  The purpose is to help Tenda reduce some losses in various ways.

   It is based on the original intention of not letting good people sweat and cry.

  Developing customers for decoration companies is not as simple as imagined.

  Otherwise, Teng Da would not have found such a different way when he was a student, so that he would have been sent to the detention center.

  Ge Ling ran for many days, but found nothing.

  Finally, he turned his mind on elders like his uncle and second aunt.

   After all, these elders loved her the most since she was a child.

  That's the case, these elders don't have the concept of decoration and design in their bones.

  In their view, a broken home is worth tens of millions.

  I'm used to living here, anywhere is fine, so why bother to decorate?

   And the children are about the same age as Reiko.

   I don’t care much anymore.

  I live with old arms and legs, and I still have the old decoration and old layout habits at home.

  But I couldn't stand Ge Ling's soft and hard words, and finally had no choice, so I reluctantly agreed.

  Of course, the elders are not stupid in their hearts.

  Never seen this niece speak for a company like this.

   After asking casually, he found out that the boss of the company is a young and promising young man, so he insisted on asking the boss of the decoration company to come to talk with him in person.

  In their view, it doesn't matter whether the talks go well or not.

  It is important that the niece cannot misunderstand the person.

  How did they know that Ge Ling, the niece, was silently praying that the relatives of five or six families must not fail to succeed in one family.

   Then she would be ashamed.

   I will no longer have the face to go to Tenda Company.

   At the same time, Wu Yuan also asked about Fan Bingbing's visits in the morning on the way out.

  Fan Bingbing thought about it and said: "After the initial contact, I saw the various decoration catalogs and cases we brought over, and I was somewhat tempted. I made an appointment to come to the company tomorrow to have a look."

  Wu Yuan pondered and said: "It's because I don't feel at ease with our company."

  Fan Bingbing laughed and said, "I don't know how Officer Ge introduced our company when he recommended it to others."

   Wu Yuan looked back at her.

   Seeing this, Fan Bingbing felt a little guilty, and her lips were pursed until they turned white.

   Until the silver Santana stopped suddenly.

  The boss is going to get mad at himself in this dead end, right?

   As a result, Wu Yuan directly reversed and said: "Take the wrong road."

  That's right, Wu Yuan's driving skills are no problem.

  But I don’t remember clearly the roads and gateways in Shanghai in the 1990s.

  There is no navigation these days.

   It is normal to rely on only one address to open a wrong road, or even find the door.

   Fortunately, Santana turned around and tried to drive on another road. Wu Yuan seized on the words just now and said, "You may not have the right idea when you say that outsiders are promoting our Tenda Company. This is indeed a problem."

   "Why don't we design and print the leaflets ourselves, and add more performance photos, decoration team looks, office snapshots, case silhouettes, etc., just print it on A4 paper size. It is easy to carry, so that others can see it at a glance."

  Fan Bingbing hesitated: "The cost of such color printing is not low."

   "You can print less and try the water first. For example, print 1000 copies first."

   Just like that, while walking and chatting, Silver Santana drove into an old residential area.

   There are rows of chairs on the left and right in front of the door, the kind that lean against the wall in the hospital.

   There are quite a few old people sitting there, in their seventies and eighties, speaking with a local Shanghai accent, chatting.

  When the silver Santana drove in, it was unavoidable that some nosy old man asked aloud.

  Wu Yuan got out of the car in a leisurely manner, sprinkled a circle of ground smoke, and found out the building of Uncle Ge Ling's Tao's house by the way.

   It's an oily kick.

  Silver Santana arrived in front of Tao's building.

   Looking up, there are three pots of orchids on the balcony on the second floor, that's it.

  The uncle at the door accepted Gen Huazi and explained clearly.

   I almost got in the car and followed me to show the way.

   Wu Yuan turned off the engine and got out of the car, and took Fan Bingbing straight to the second floor.

  Arrived at the door, Wu Yuan was facing the door, but Fan Bingbing knocked on the door.

  This is also a due gift for door-to-door visits.

   After all, female voices make people feel more secure and less conflicted.

   Soon, footsteps sounded inside and the door opened.

   is a middle-aged elder sister with a Shanghai-like appearance, but with a cold face, it will inevitably make people feel mean.

  An ordinary person might not even want to enter the door.

  But Fan Bingbing has dealt with various local gods in Shanghai and has accumulated rich experience.

  While entering the door to change shoes, he asked the eldest sister who was staring at her boss: "Ma'am, isn't Mr. Tao at home?"

  The middle-aged elder sister looked away from Wu Yuan and said, "He's not here, just tell me if you have anything to do."

  Fan Bingbing's heart skipped a beat.

  In the morning, the masters of the three houses were at home anyway.

   At the critical moment, the conversation couldn't go on, so moving Police Officer Ge out, there was some room for change.

  This Tao family is fine, just avoid it.

  The situation is not optimistic.

  Fan Bingbing sat down in a panic, and took out several targeted case sketch albums from the handbag he brought with him.

  How did you know that the middle-aged elder sister waved her hand and said, "Don't be too busy, our house has lived in a good place for more than ten years, there is nothing wrong with it, and there is no need for decoration at all."

  Fan Bingbing glanced around, looked at the green skirt and white walls of the room, and couldn't help but say: "Sister, the decoration of your house is indeed old. If you don't know it, you might think it was in the 1970s and 1980s."

  However, the middle-aged elder sister said indifferently: "Isn't it? When the house was divided in 1977, my family was the first group in the unit, and I have lived there until now."

  The two of them can't talk about going together at all.

  Or the middle-aged eldest sister deliberately sings the opposite tune.

   That is, no matter what you say, she can get to the point where she insists on not changing.

   Helpless, Fan Bingbing could only silently open the album and unfold it there.

  The middle-aged elder sister glanced intentionally or unintentionally.

  The picture book is very beautiful, and it is indeed very desirable.

   But it was not enough to impress her and cost tens of thousands of dollars.

  Fan Bingbing looked up at his boss.

  As soon as Wu Yuan came in, he looked at the edge of the balcony, until he heard the sound of conversation behind him, then he turned around and said: "Sister, your orchid can't be exposed to the sun like this, the dog days of the sun are poisonous."

  The middle-aged elder sister's heart suddenly burst, but her mouth was still unforgiving: "Really?"

  Wu Yuan resentfully said: "If you continue to expose yourself to the sun like this, within three days you will have to..."

  The middle-aged elder sister hurried over, carried the orchid in, and put it in a dark place.

  Wu Yuan withdrew his gaze appropriately, landed on the old dirt and stains on the edge of the balcony and said, "Sister, it's not very convenient for you to grow flowers on your balcony."

   After finishing speaking, he asked without waiting for a response: "Sister, is it convenient to use the bathroom?"

  The middle-aged elder sister raised her hand and pointed, but she was full of questions in her heart, and she waited for the young man to go to the bathroom before asking.

  (end of this chapter)