The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 96 A grain of sand in the era, a mountain in the individual

  Wu Yuan and Ma Mingchao arrived at Wang Village, a suburban county below Pengcheng that night.

  Boss Qian’s wood processing factory is in this village, seven kilometers away from Pengcheng Railway Station.

  The timber resources going south along the railway can be easily transported back by tractor after arriving at the station.

   Take advantage of the convenient location.

  A wood processing factory like this should not be short of money.

  Wu Yuan was puzzled, and it was inconvenient to go into the village with Ma Mingchao to inquire.

   After all, as soon as the two of them entered, this strange face would be recognized immediately.

   At that time, nothing can be asked.

  Wu Yuan stood under a tree, took out Hua Zi and ordered it: "Ming Dynasty, call out your comrade-in-arms Lu Yuanchao, let's go to the city for a drink tonight, and catch up on the old days."

  So the two returned to Pengcheng.

  Ma Mingchao shook the phone at the roadside phone booth and asked someone to call Lu Yuanchao over.

   When they arrived in Pengcheng, the three of them met, and it happened to be time for dinner.

   "Yanchao, let me introduce you. This is my Lord Yuan, who is also my boss now."

   "Boss is so young!" Lu Yuanchao said loudly, "Compared to you, Ming Chao and I have lived so much in vain."

   "I have never been a soldier, and I still feel that my life is in vain!"

  Wu Yuan's casual words brought the distance between the two parties closer.

   Afterwards, the three of them went straight to a mid-range restaurant they had been optimistic about, and the main dish was ground pot chicken.

  Most of the time, Wu Yuan didn't speak, and Ma Mingchao asked.

   This was also discussed before.

   After all, chatting between comrades in arms is more casual and less defensive.

   "Yanchao, you came out this time, didn't you alarm others?"

   "No, don't worry. Boss Qian is hiding outside. I don't notify him, and he won't show up."

   "The boss is interested in Santana's matter. But the boss wants to know more about this person, so as not to get in his car and cause trouble."

   "You can rest assured about this. Boss Qian is a very righteous person. He would rather default on the upstream wood payment than default on the wages of the loggers in the factory, nor stop wages because the downstream manufacturers do not settle the bill."

   "So, the factory has a lot of receivables that have not been collected?"

   "Where can I get it back? Those factory bosses run away, and those who go in go in. None of them are still producing."

   "That's a bad debt."

   "Isn't it?"

   "Then the boss is in arrears with the upstream wood payment, and the upstream company won't look for him?"

  "Those companies didn't dare to force him. When he was in a hurry, Boss Qian said that there were only two ways. Either let them pull the wood back, or let them send him in. This matter is quite big, and everyone in the village knows it."

   "The village didn't think about taking over the factory?"

   "The village has no money to pay for the wood, and the downstream is dead. Even if the village picks it up, it may not be sold."

   At this point in the conversation, Wu Yuan understood the general idea in his heart.

   Sure enough, it was similar to what he had guessed.

  A grain of sand in the era, falling on a person's head, is a mountain.

   Boss Qian couldn't breathe under the pressure.

   In fact, there are not a few people like Boss Qian in the whole country.

   It seems that it is just a disaster for private companies.

  In fact, state-owned enterprises and township enterprises will inevitably be affected.

   Triangular debt like this, if one link is broken, it will immediately cause a chain effect.

   Then the ground pot chicken came up.

  Ma Mingchao glanced at Wu Yuan, didn't continue to ask, but started talking about old times with Lu Yuanchao.

   After eating.

  Wu Yuan went back to the hotel alone.

  With five hundred yuan in his pocket, Ma Mingchao continued the task that Wu Yuan entrusted to him—to take Lu Yuanchao out in style.

   As a result, Ma Mingchao came back just as Wu Yuan lay down in the hotel.

"So fast?"

   "Yi Chao didn't go, saying that he couldn't apologize to his wife."

   "He is quite principled, it seems that this person is available."

   "What if the aid to North Korea really went?"

   "If he has made the sale of Santana and even the entire wood processing factory through needles and needles, I can thank him in advance."

   "Then now?"

   "Now, when the wood processing factory is taken down, I'm going to arrange a job for him."

   "Thank you so much, boss!" Ma Mingchao stood up abruptly.

   "I'll give him a job, why are you so excited?" Wu Yuan was surprised.

   "In short, thank you boss. Yuanchao is almost useless at home. If you give him this livelihood, it is tantamount to rebirth of his parents."

   "Don't, don't, Ming Dynasty, don't talk too much, I can't stand it."

   "Really, Boss!"

  Wu Yuan suddenly discovered that Ma Mingchao seemed shrewd, but he was really simple, just like his brother.

   "Okay, okay, tomorrow morning, you call Lu Yuanchao and ask him to notify Boss Qian to come back. We will come back the day after tomorrow, and we will give Boss Qian a big gift."

   "Okay, boss."

  The next morning, it was still dark.

  The two took the first minibus and returned to Beigang.

  When Wu Yuan appeared at the door of the house, he saw Fourth Master and Fifth Master sitting opposite each other in the courtyard, eating gruel and side dishes, and were contented.

  Dare to watch the house last night are these two old men.

  As soon as Wu Yuan appeared, Fifth Master Qiao was the first to complain: "Xiao Yuan, your master wanted to drink your Moutai last night, but I didn't give it to you."

   Fourth Master Qiao stuck his neck in his throat and said forcefully: "I'll just take a look, won't I still be drinking Erguotou in the end?"

   "Erguotou is also produced in the capital, not bad! What do you drink at home? Beigang Daqu? Or bulk white?" Qiao Wuye exposed his brother, which is really merciless.

  Wu Yuan smiled and said: "Fifth Master, that won't be the case. Master, there are still some good wines from the brothers. What's more, as long as the master wants to drink, I can also drink my Moutai."

   Hearing this, Fourth Master Qiao was elated.

   Seeing Master Qiao's teeth itching, he was helpless.

  Until Wu Yuan said again: "Fifth Master, you are the same. You can drink Moutai if you want, with me, why are you so polite."

   Soon, the master bricklayers came one after another.

   Ma Ming's three brothers and juniors also arrived.

  As soon as he saw Wu Yuan came back, he looked around without saying anything else.

   At the end, he didn't look at anything before asking Wu Yuan: "Master, where is the four-wheel cart?"

   "You think you are buying cabbage tofu, and you will buy it after a trip to the fair?"

   Ma Mingjun was stunned, and muttered with aggrieved face: "For you, master, isn't something worth tens of thousands of dollars equivalent to cabbage tofu?"

  Wu Yuan raised the window frame on the ground and asked, "Who made this? It's not on the same plane, where is it crooked?"

  Ma Mingjun quickly picked up the axe: "Master, I'm about to tear it down and hit it again."

   "When will your eyesight be punctual? Even if you have great strength, don't waste it on this. How about going home to help your wife?"

   These words were being heard by Zhang Yan who had just stood still.

   "Master Yuan, you are so right, you should be disciplined."

  The people present burst into laughter.

  The courtyard is full of cheerful air.

  Ma Mingjun was not annoyed, he just stared at his wife and then smiled.

   Zhang Yan was so frightened that he stared back.

  (end of this chapter)