The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  As soon as a person calms down, reason takes the high ground.

  Yan Ruqing is no exception.

  She didn't think much about it before, mainly because after getting the news, her concern became chaotic.

  Now that Wu Yuan is in front of him, his calm and breezy attitude is indeed not an act of faking.

   But he really knew it.

  Unexpectedly, Wu Yuan shook his head at her speculation and judgment.

   "Judging from the current situation and policies, whether the houses in this Asian Games Village can be sold is a problem."

   Yan Ruqing was inexplicably surprised by these words.

   "I thought you were capable of selling this house."

   "In that case, even if you can't make money from selling the house, you can still make use of the advantage of being close to the water and make a fortune by relying on Tengda decoration and Panpan furniture."

  Wu Yuan sipped his tea and said, "How many new houses are sold in Shanghai in a year? Only a few hundred. The real estate market here in BJ is far less mature than in Shanghai."

   "In contrast, the nearly 3,000 houses in the Asian Games Village are hard to sell, and they have to be sold until the year of the monkey?"

   "I'm afraid that before the house is sold out, it will be dragged to death by bank interest."

   "Since you know this," Yan Ruqing became more and more confused: "Then dare to express your opinion like Zhang Baifa?"

  Wu Yuan put down the teacup, smiled slightly and said, "So, Sister Yan, I'm still waiting."

   Seeing Wu Yuan's unhurried manner, although Yan Ruqing was curious, she didn't ask any more questions.

  He raised his hand and poured himself a cup of tea, and waited until the feeling of dryness caused by anxiety just reached a great stage.

   before looking towards the courtyard.

  At this moment, all the floor lamps in the central courtyard are lit up, and the warm tones look especially warm in the early night.

  This kid is indeed a master who will enjoy himself.

   It seems that the astringent taste took away the curiosity.

   After drinking a cup of tea, Yan Ruqing didn't care what conditions or policies Wu Yuan was waiting for.

   Instead, he said concisely: "If you need my help, just say it."

   Wu Yuan nodded, and said happily: "You are my sister, I will not be polite to you."

  Obviously knowing that I have been PUAed, I feel very comfortable and happy.

  Yan Ruqing relaxed and sat back down.

  Laziness, looks full of femininity.

   After a while, Yan Ruqing was relieved, and her thoughts came back to this matter: "Speaking of which, even if all conditions are ripe and the policies are satisfied, if you don't have enough capital reserves here, the government will not consider you."

  Wu Yuan nodded: "I understand, Sister Yan."

   "So, where is your capital coming from?"

  Wu Yuan said calmly: "Sister Yan, you should know."

   "You mean," Yan Ruqing had an idea, "the international crude oil futures market?"

  Wu Yuan nodded, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised a confident arc.

  Yan Ruqing smiled knowingly: "The day after tomorrow will be October."

  Wu Yuan lifted the purple sand pot, first poured a cup for Yan Ruqing, then filled it for himself, and said, "Sister Yan, I wish I could celebrate the New Year sooner."

   Good guy.

  Yan Ruqing couldn't help taking a deep breath, so that she couldn't drink the tea brought to her mouth.

  She originally thought that Wu Yuan planned to rely on the small profit in October to pass the evaluation and inspection of her own strength by her superiors.

   Unexpectedly, Wu Yuan pointed to the big profit after the year, and directly competed for the right to speak on this matter.

  After all, facing a boss who can directly fill in the 600 million hole, Zhang Baifa and his like who are eager to solve the problem, don't they have to treat him like an ancestor.

   It’s just that since August, international crude oil prices have been rising all the way.

  By now, the small profit in October is basically a certainty.

  With the enthusiasm for bullish international crude oil prices, it is also unprecedentedly high.

   Attracted speculators from all walks of life, swarming in, wanting to get a piece of it.

  In contrast, the list of short-selling crude oil prices after the year has been unprecedentedly cold and hit new lows repeatedly.

   In this way, can Wu Yuan's 600 million still count?

  Of course, worry is nothing to worry about.

  Yan Ruqing believed everything and followed everything, so naturally she wouldn't ask more questions at this time.

  Besides being influenced by Wu Yuan's aura, Yan Ruqing felt the same way, and also felt that the future could be expected.

   At that time, Wu Yuan successfully won the Asian Games Village project.

  And I may also usher in the highlight moment in my life.

  It's exciting just thinking about it.

   While looking forward to it, Yan Ruqing's eyes fell on Wu Yuan who was opposite him.

  Suddenly there is an urge to pounce on it.

   Something is wrong, something is wrong.

  Realizing this, Yan Ruqing stood up resolutely, before she even had time to say anything, she lifted her foot and walked out.

  Wu Yuan only drank half of a cup of tea, and got up unexpectedly and said, "Sister Yan, are you leaving now? Do you want to sit down for a while?"

  Yan Ruqing blushed, without turning her head back, but concealed her mouth and said: "Sit down, I'm busy."

   Walked to the second gate, and then mentioned inexplicably: "I heard that the flower girl in the small shop treats you well?"

  Wu Yuan couldn't help but laugh and said, "What is Sister Yan talking about? It's just a normal communication between neighbors in the neighborhood."

   "Preferably."

  Watched Yan Ruqing get into the Honda coupe and left in a hurry.

  Wu Yuan looked back, there was no one in the alley, only the light at the canteen at the entrance of the alley was still on.

  Walking in the courtyard, Wu Yuan strolled past.

   As a result, even the poker booth outside the window of the canteen was deserted.

   Only Hua Niang was left, staring blankly with her chin propped against the window, like a beautiful picture of a still life.

   Seeing Wu Yuan appear, Hua Niang stood up gracefully.

  Obviously she was dressed the same as usual, but certain parts looked more three-dimensional.

   "Boss Wu, the relationship between you and Miss Yan's family is really deep. From the time she enters to the time she leaves, it takes more than forty minutes, right?"

  Wu Yuan raised his brows, "What, plan to tip off the news? Don't worry, my wife knows I'm not so fast."

  Hearing this, Hua Niang was taken aback for a moment, unable to react at all.

   After a while, he understood, and suddenly felt that the wheels of the car had been pressed along his face.

  Looking at Wu Yuan again, the other party has turned back.

   Omg, forty minutes and more, that's an hour.

  Rounded up, it is equal to two hours.

  Sister Luoyan is so happy!

   Back to the courtyard.

   Ma Mingchao just came out of the shower in the front yard.

  Seeing Wu Yuan coming back, he asked by the way: "Boss, are you still going out? If you don't, I'll close the door."

  Wu Yuan raised his hand: "Shut it down."

  As soon as the gate is closed, there are only two old men left in the huge yard.

  Wu Yuan went back to the backyard, took a shower, and fell asleep.

  The next morning, September 30th.

  Wu Yuan was woken up by the sound of his phone call.

   After answering it in a daze, it turned out that the daughter-in-law had already arrived home and called back from Baoping.

  The two children were on the other end of the phone, barking non-stop.

  Wu Yuan was scratching his head when he heard this, and wished he could buy a ticket to go back immediately.