The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  After a full commercial mutual support.

  The two sides exchanged greetings and got to know each other briefly.

   This will show YangMeng's usefulness.

   County Magistrate Qiu brought not many people, one man and one woman.

  The male is a young secretary like Secretary Lin, and the female is a member of the reception office.

  With such a lineup, Wu Yuan immediately felt relieved.

   It also made Yang Chenyu, Lu Yuanchao and Zhu Xiumei on Wu Yuan's side look down on them even more.

   After all, the number of people has already taken advantage.

  Even if it's a one-on-one match, there's nothing to be afraid of.

   What's more, there is YangMeng who can be pulled over at any time as a backing.

  After exchanging pleasantries, County Magistrate Qiu and Wu Yuan gave in to each other for a while, and finally they walked side by side and went straight to the private room that had been prepared.

  In the private room, County Magistrate Qiu was extremely enthusiastic.

  Although he didn't announce so many wine table rules as soon as he came up like District Chief Jia.

   But it's still a staggering exchange of toasts and cups.

   Even in order to show sincerity, he directly said: "Boss Wu, in fact, the policy risk you are worried about does not exist in Beihong County, so you can do whatever you want. If something goes wrong, I, the county magistrate, will cover it for you."

   Seeing that Wu Yuan is not taking it easy, he did not hesitate to expose his family background and said: "Actually, the rumors in the county are true. My wife is indeed in the province. If there is anything wrong, I can indeed take the initiative."

  Wu Yuan smiled tacitly and said: "Thank you County Magistrate Qiu for your kindness, we will seriously consider this aspect."

  After expressing his attitude lightly, Wu Yuan thoughtfully praised: "Actually speaking, with the ability and revenge of the county magistrate Qiu, even without the assistance of Mrs. Zun, he can still benefit one party and make a career out of it."

   These words have a bit of sympathy.

  At the same time, County Magistrate Qiu could tell that there was no fruit to drink today.

  I can only hope to build a good relationship and form a good relationship.

   After drinking and eating.

  Wu Yuan and others boarded the car and left under the **** of County Magistrate Qiu and his party.

  Bingley Mulsanne first returned to the Panpan home furnishing hypermarket so that everyone could relax in YangMeng's office.

   Because of this meal, I really didn't drink less.

   After all, seeing that the other party is full of sincerity, the own side has nothing to show for it.

   It can only be all in the wine.

  Yang Chenyu lay on the sofa, and asked Wu Yuan who was leaning on YangMeng's executive chair, "Boss, do we still have to drink like this at night?"

  Wu Yuan also said in a somewhat straightforward way: "It depends on the situation, but I guess it shouldn't be necessary."

  Yang Chenyu supported his forehead and said: "If it really matters, I have to let Benzi go. Mengzi, this is too tricky, I will help County Magistrate Qiu deal with us."

  It's three o'clock.

  Bentley Mulsanne set off again, leaving Beihong and going straight to Beiyang County.

  During this period, Yang Ben had called several times to remind him.

  For that matter, Wu Yuan should wait for the big guy to slow down before setting off.

  Compared to Magistrate Qiu's thoughtfulness and enthusiasm, Magistrate Wang is lackluster.

  So much so that in the night's drinking game, the big guy didn't even drink half of the wine at noon, so it ended lightly.

  Wu Yuan even suspected that County Magistrate Wang invited him to this trip to deal with it more than he could.

  With such an attitude, it is naturally even more impossible to drink any results.

Not only that.

  There is really a suitable opportunity next time. Between County Magistrate Wang and County Magistrate Qiu, Wu Yuan is definitely inclined to choose the latter.

   On the way back.

  The evening wind blows the fragrance of grass harvested from the rice fields, giving people a sense of down-to-earth.

  Yang Chenyu felt that the wind was blowing into his bosom, and it was a little cold.

   Until Wu Yuan took out a thin blanket from the storage compartment of the car door and threw it to her.

   All the way back to Beigang.

  Mulsanne first sent Lu Yuanchao to the guest house, and then sent Yang Chenyu and Zhu Xiumei home respectively.

   Finally, I returned to the small building of the Wu family in Liyuan Village.

   As a result, it was almost ten o'clock when Wu Yuan arrived home.

  So when he pushed the door and got off the car, he found that the person waiting in front of the door was not someone else but the old man, Zhishu Yang, and he was surprised.

   "Father, why haven't you gone back yet?" Wu Yuan said while taking out a cigarette.

   Yang Zhishu waved his hand, and Hua Zi who rejected him said: "No more. I heard that you are leaving tomorrow, so I will wait a little longer."

   "Actually, there's nothing wrong. You can talk about things on the phone these days."

   After saying that, he let Wu Yuan go home: "Go back quickly, wash up and sleep, you have to get up early to go to Shanghai tomorrow."

  Wu Yuan greeted Ma Mingchao and said, "Just send my father back to the door."

   Ma Mingchao hastily assured: "Don't worry, boss, it will be delivered to your doorstep."

   Maybe parting was imminent, but Wu Yuan noticed that the old man was a little stooped when he got into the car.

  In fact, with the tall and spacious Bentley Mulsanne, it doesn't have to be so.

  Wait until the Bentley Mulsanne turned around at the door and took his father-in-law away, Wu Yuan then closed the door, took his daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan who was wearing a coat, and turned back to the house.

   Entering the small building, Liu Hui stood at the stairs and asked, "Are you back? Are you okay?"

  Wu Yuan quickly responded to this concern and concern: "Mom, it's okay."

  Liu Hui turned and went upstairs, and said: "You two go to bed early, too. You drank a lot of wine today, try not to torment him at night."

  The first half of the sentence is for the two of them.

  The second half of the sentence is for the daughter alone.

  Hearing that, Yang Luoyan blushed to the base of her neck and said, "Mom! What are you talking about..."

  Liu Hui didn't follow the girl's tricks and said, "What did I say? You know it in your heart."

  Hearing Liu Hui go upstairs and close the door, Yang Luoyan turned her head and saw her man smiling idiotically.

  I couldn't help being annoyed at the moment: "Xiaoxiaoxiao, what are you laughing at? Eat this honey water and fruit plate first, and go take a bath after eating. After taking a bath, sleep well and don't touch me."

  Wu Yuan refused to drink the honey water, but opened his arms and said, "I'm still drunk, you'd better feed me with it."

  Yang Luoyan couldn't help him and said: "This is what you asked for, I didn't torment you!"

  Wu Yuan said shyly, "Even if you torment me, I won't say anything."

   Toss overnight.

   It doesn't matter who is tossing whom.

   But just after dawn, Wu Yuan woke up refreshed.

  Daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan and mother-in-law Liu Hui didn't know when they started tinkering, and they had already cooked up a large table of dumplings.

  Wu Yuan was quite embarrassed when he saw it.

  When I squeezed the train out in rags and tattered clothes, I wanted to eat dumplings.

  Nowadays people go out in luxury cars in a decent manner, but they still cannot do without paving the way with dumplings.

  Life needs a sense of ritual, which must be a kind of ritual.

  Wu Yuan accepts this sense of ritual, and through various senses of ritual in life, he feels the atmosphere of the world.

   Not long after, Ma Mingchao arrived by car and brought Zhishu Yang along the way.

   At the same time, the big pot in the stove room cooked dumplings, and they were freshly cooked.

  Wu Yuan gave way and said, "Father, why don't you eat together?"

   Yang Zhishu was not polite and said: "Exactly, I haven't eaten yet."