Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Yan Ruqing asked this question at a high level and was looking forward to Wu Yuan's answer.

But when Wu Yuan opened his mouth, she was surprised, but it was reasonable.

Wu Yuan cut the steak slowly and slowly, with just the right amount of force, without making even the slightest scraping sound with the plate. "Sister Yan, I feel at ease to earn this little money from the Asian Games Village project!"

"Carpentry, construction, and engineering are my specialties. I can keep earning this money, and it will help provide livelihoods for hundreds of farmers. Why wouldn't I do it?"

"As for those who make big profits in Xiangjiang, they don't happen very often. If we can make it once, we'll be extremely lucky."

"If I really mistook this kind of luck for strength, then I would be stupid."

"Isn't there a saying? People can never make money outside their cognition. For me, this Asian Games Village project is within cognition, while crude oil futures, stocks and the like are outside cognition.

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It was a good conversation, and it sounded reasonable.

If it weren't for the fact that this guy didn't look like a farmer when cutting steak, Yan Ruqing would have almost believed it.

What's more, upon closer inspection, this statement is not completely correct.

Investment opportunities in crude oil futures in Hong Kong are rare, though.

But from the initial dumping of treasury bills, to the later making money in the stock market, to this year's trip north to pan for gold, this guy has not missed any of these opportunities beyond his awareness.

Despite this, Yan Ruqing did not intend to ask further.

When he pushed the awake goblet over, he looked at the way he was devouring it and said angrily: "You should also eat slowly."

Wu Yuan grinned: "Sister Yan, I'm just a rough person, don't be offended."

Yan Ruqing is beautiful and frowns slightly, but she is rough? Where is her roughness?

Are you really a farmer in the countryside who knows how to fry steak and have a candlelight dinner?

However, Yan Ruqing didn't ask further questions. To her, it was good that Wu Yuan maintained this sense of mystery.

It always gives people different expectations.

The two raised glasses and clinked their glasses. Yan Ruqing took a brief sip and poured the rest of the red wine to Wu Yuan.

This way of getting along really makes them look like siblings.

No one cares about anyone.

"Now that the Asian Games Village project has been finalized, I'm almost ready to make the preparations there. I'm going to head north tomorrow and take a trip first."

Wu Yuan tried to persuade him to stay: "Don't we have to wait until the spring comes and the flowers bloom? This weather has not even warmed up yet, and I'm afraid it will be even worse in the north."

Yan Ruqing said angrily: "I went to Moscow to explore the road first, not to Siberia to transport logs for you!"

In this regard, Wu Yuan could only follow the words and said: "Yes, yes, sister Yan, if you take action, the appointment has been arranged long ago, and it is not my turn to worry about it."

This tone actually sounded a bit resentful to Yan Ruqing.

I couldn't help but feel angry and funny at the same time.

But inside, I felt a long-lost sense of connection.

This kind of feeling cannot be given to her even by Mr. Huang, Mr. Ding and others who take great care of her.

So his tone was inexplicably gentle, and he said with a confessional tone: "After I leave, your business in Beijing should not be a big problem. I will come back every now and then."

"If during this period, you really encounter any difficulties that cannot be solved, go to Uncle Huang and he will send the eldest sister of the Huang family to come forward."

"Don't do anything else, go find Huang Sanben..."

At this point, Wu Yuan suddenly interrupted: "He is included in the Asian Games Village project this time, right? Lu Jinan should be sent by him to find out more about me, right?"

Yan Ruqing couldn't help but said in shock: "You know everything?"

Wu Yuan suddenly smiled, revealing two rows of white front teeth, and said with the honesty of a farmer: "You guessed it."

Then he shrugged, "I wasn't sure before, but I'm sure now."

Yan Ruqing began to explain: "As for the bastard Huang Sanben, he doesn't have the ability to run the Asian Games Village project."

"The purpose of his interference is simply to change hands and outsource it, and take advantage of the opportunity to see a 10% profit."

"As a result, when you lay back like this, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to carry it out in the future, and it would be annoying if you smashed it in his hands, so..."

Wu Yuan was heartbroken.

But Yan Ruqing hadn't finished speaking and said, "In that case, it's a shame that you gave up and broke the situation."

"If I were to forcefully win this project, I would have to spend more money. When the time comes, Huang Sanben will turn around and rely on his ability to make a fuss and set up rice seedlings. He will still be able to make a small profit without taking any risks."

I've known for a long time that it's easy for second-generation people to make money, but I didn't expect it to be so easy.

Fortunately, after Wu Yuan heard about it, he was no longer surprised.

He even comforted Yan Ruqing and said, "Sister Yan, this matter is in the past. It has not caused us any big losses, so don't take it to heart and go north happily."

Yan Ruqing forced a smile and said, "You think more openly than I do."

Wu Yuan said nothing.

But I feel secretly in my heart. After all, we have been a human being for two lifetimes, and our combined age is seventy or eighty years old.

Can you not look away?

After dinner, Wu Yuan put the pots and pans in the sink.

Yan Ruqing stopped him and said, "Put it there and someone will come and clean it up later."

"Besides, you should eat all the ingredients in the refrigerator when you have time to avoid spoiling them, which would be a waste."

Wu Yuan slapped his chest loudly and said, "It is my duty to do so!"

"By the way, Sister Yan, happy holidays."

Yan Ruqing was confused: "What holiday?"

"Women's Day!"

"roll!"

When Wu Yuan returned to his courtyard, he was confused.

Why, you're not a woman yet, but you're still a girl?

This is unlikely, right?

After thinking about it, I couldn't come up with an answer.

On March 9, a rare light rain fell in BJ, which made the originally foggy sky a little clearer.

It's just that the rainwater that fell after washing fell on the car window and slid down a muddy water line.

Good guy, I had known that BJ would be very windy and sandy.

I didn't expect it to be so big!

By the time the Mercedes-Benz 260E arrived at the small building on the North Fourth Ring Road, the car's body was already dirty and unsightly.

Wu Yuan held an umbrella and got out of the car. Ma Mingchao looked at the sky helplessly and said, "My car was just washed yesterday!"

Wu Yuan couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

What day does this guy not wash his car?

If God takes care of you, will it still rain?

Taking three steps at a time, he rushed to the stairs. Wu Yuan put away his umbrella, shook his head, and climbed up the stairs, his steps brisk and delicate.

So much so that the few people who came to Tengda's office earlier didn't even notice and were still complaining to each other.

The one with the loudest voice is Yao Meili.

"The tap water in the capital has such a bad smell, it makes people's delicate throats rough!"

"The air is also very dry. After washing my face every day, my face always feels uncomfortable."

These words were obviously spoken by Xiao Tong.