Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Holding the melon seeds in hand, I just ate them for a while.

My daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan was disgusted and told me to stop because she dropped some melon seed shells on the ground.

Fortunately, after calling the stop, Wu Yuan no longer had to take it by himself.

Completely transformed into a state of being fed.

Although he imports and exports melon seeds, Wu Yuan does not dislike his wife.

Especially after his wife snuggled up to him, he used his free hands to give her a massage.

A closed loop of connection between husband and wife is formed.

Win-win.

Just this pressing and pressing made the wife's eyes full of spring water.

It's time to open another connection.

This stretch lasts just one night.

Early on Thursday morning, Wu Yuan woke up to the sound of pouring rain.

When I opened my eyes, it was gloomy outside the window, but it wasn't cold.

At least it can make people say from the bottom of their hearts the feeling of "spring rain is as precious as oil".

When I got up and walked out of the room, my wife Yang Luoyan was already busy in the kitchen.

Wu Yuan didn't need to go over there to know what his wife was doing.

Because the scent of the leek box is so discerning.

After washing up, the phone next to the sofa rang.

Wu Yuan glanced at the time, somewhat surprised.

When I picked up the call, I found out that it was Mr. Xu who was calling from the village headquarters.

"Xiaoyuan, it's raining today, so we won't send out the excavator for now. Let's talk about it in two days, right?"

Wu Yuan glanced at the spring rain outside the door.

It rained for such a long time, enough to water the ground thoroughly, which really affected the working efficiency of the excavator.

So he agreed: "Okay, Uncle Xu, you can inform everyone on the radio."

Not long after hanging up the phone, Old Xu Tou's powerful voice came through the village's loudspeaker.

Immediately afterwards, the announcement from the village primary school rang.

It seems that due to the rain, the radio sound is a bit intermittent and the contact is poor.

After breakfast.

Wu Yuan drove to Panpan Furniture Factory on his own.

Even on a rainy day, the south gate where the furniture factory ships is already as busy as yesterday.

Truck after truck was leaving, puffing out black smoke.

Wu Yuan saw all this through the south-facing window, and heard rustling noises coming from behind him.

When I turned around, I realized that Sang Yu was coming in a hurry.

It seems that because he didn't hold an umbrella, the hair on his forehead has been wet and formed into strands. Although he is embarrassed, he is also somewhat beautiful.

Seeing that the boss had already arrived, I was caught off guard and was a little flustered.

"Boss, I...I will get you some water right now."

"There's no rush, no rush," Wu Yuan turned around, "Please wipe your hair and body first to avoid catching a cold. I'll get some water later. I have an umbrella here. Don't run around in the rain anymore."

Wu Yuan knew that many female workers like Sang Yu who lived in the factory did not buy umbrellas.

What's more, if you don't get soaked in the rain these days, it's nothing.

Sang Yu nodded and went out.

When I came back, I felt much more confident.

The tangled hair was dried and kneaded, and spread over the body of the turtleneck slim sweater, showing off a youthful look.

When Sang Yu brought the boiling water, Wu Yuan flipped through the newspaper and ordered: "I'll call the marketing department later and bring over Panpan's sales data from this year to now."

Yang Chenyu is not in the marketing department now.

So the person who came to deliver the documents was Director Zhu Xiumei.

As a person brought in by his aunt, Wu Yuan seems to have a bit of her style and temperament.

Wu Yuan took the document and heard the other party proactively ask: "Boss, do you want me to briefly report to you?"

Wu Yuan put the document in his hand and said, "I'll look at it later. If I have any questions, I'll come back to you."

When Zhu Xiumei saw her boss, she had no intention of looking at him immediately.

Then he stopped insisting and turned around to leave.

Wu Yuan continued to flip through the newspaper at hand, and then picked up the sales documents sent by Zhu Xiumei.

If you look carefully, the data above is clear and clear.

In the first three months of the year, Panpan's sales order volume has maintained rapid growth.

Although the statistics for April have not yet been released, the number of orders in the first half of the month increased by ten percentage points year-on-year.

More importantly, with this momentum, it will be easy to complete sales of 100 million by the end of April.

It seems that the effect of CCTV's advertising standard is obvious and immediate.

But compared to fast-moving consumer goods such as liquor, it is still a bit weak.

But Wu Yuan was satisfied.

After all, what kind of bike does a CCTV bidder of RMB 8.88 million need?

After reading the document, Wu Yuan couldn't help but feel happy.

I stood up and looked out the window. A spring rain gradually stopped.

But the entire eastern suburbs, including the winding canals, seemed to be shrouded in a light mist.

It's like a fairyland.

Even the construction site of the Home Port not far away was looming, making it hard to see clearly.

Seeing this, Wu Yuan suddenly remembered that he asked Zhong Zhenyuan to send an excavator to dig shrimp ponds in the village.

When the next phone call is made, the instructions will be given.

It also saves you the trouble of running out in person on this rainy day with mud all over the place.

As a result, just after hanging up the phone, the phone rang again.

Wu Yuan thought it was Zhong Zhenyuan who had some doubts, so he called back.

When I picked it up and listened, I realized it was Ma Mingchao's voice.

"Boss!" Ming Chao said with obvious excitement and uncontrollable excitement in his voice: "I received the luxury car that Miss Yan gave you."

Wu Yuan was not surprised when he heard this.

The least expensive gift that Sister Yan can give her is a luxury car.

So he asked calmly: "What, is there a problem?"

"No problem, no problem!" Ma Mingchao quickly denied: "The ones assigned to Shanghai Customs are a Rolls-Royce and a Ferrari."

Well, this is both business and sports car.

Wu Yuan, who has always regarded a car as a means of transportation in his heart, sounds like he feels that Sister Yan is somewhat spending money.

Ma Mingchao's next words reminded him: "Boss, I'm really looking forward to finding out what models are the two cars that Miss Yan arranged for customs clearance in the capital?"

Only then did Wu Yuan remember that there were two more cars in the capital!

Being able to get Sister Yan to give away four luxury cars at once, Wu Yuan couldn't help but wonder, how much money did Sister Yan make from short selling international crude oil futures years ago?

Before he could guess the answer, he heard Ming Chao's voice coming again: "Boss, which car do you think I should drive back?"

Good guy, Wu Yuan couldn't help but laugh.

For people like Ming Dynasty who love their cars as much as their wives.

With so many luxury cars and sports cars placed in front of him, they were like royal princesses, with peerless beauties lined up, waiting for him to favor them.

No wonder he was so excited and excited.

"Well, let's put the Rolls-Royce and Ferrari in the villa in Songjiang for now. You can just drive the Bentley Mulsanne back tomorrow morning."

After getting instructions.

Although it was different from expectations, at least I still had half a day to spend with these two new cars.

This is enough for Ma Mingchao.