Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Chapter 127 Beigang is not ready for foot-stepping pants (55)

Returning to the entrance of Tengda Company, Huang Qiya put Wu Yuan down, and the little Lada left without even getting out of the car.

When Wu Yuan entered the door, he heard Fan Bingbing learning Shanghainese with Zou Ning.

That tone really sounds like that.

Seeing Wu Yuan appear, the two of them immediately stopped making love and greeted him: "Boss, you're back."

Wu Yuan nodded and handed the business license to the two of them, asking them to engrave the official seal and then register at the tax office.

Zou Ning glanced at the business license quietly, his eyes fell on the registered capital column, and his eyes suddenly widened.

one million!

Even in Shanghai, there are still rich people.

Fan Bingbing was not surprised.

Wu Yuan had a furniture factory in his hometown. Others didn't know, but she knew it all.

Once the company procedures are completed, someone will have to take care of the accounts.

I really want to find a professional accountant, but I'm afraid I won't trust them.

At this time, Wu Yuan thought of Ma Mingqi.

Don't worry about this kid.

But Mingqi was in charge of the furniture factory and couldn't get away at all.

Wu Yuan felt a little worried.

When Yang Luoyan called back to talk to his wife, Yang Luoyan had no better idea. He just reminded: "Mingqi also wants to go to Shanghai. After all, her two brothers are there."

Wu Yuan simply gritted his teeth and called Mingqi directly to ask.

The accountant in my hometown is easy to talk about no matter what.

Anyway, the monk couldn't escape from the temple.

On the other hand, Wu Yuan had high hopes for this construction company in Shanghai and would never allow any mistakes to be made.

I was about to hang up the phone when I heard my wife say on the other end: "No one buys the foot pants you mentioned last time in Beigang."

Wu Yuan was also surprised.

Here in Shanghai, he saw more and more people wearing them.

Especially these dog days of summer.

The effect is unparalleled, not inferior to that of a skirt.

As for short skirts, hot pants, big white legs, and black and white silk stockings, they don’t exist these days.

"Maybe we in Beigang are not ready to accept it yet."

"Maybe." Yang Luoyan was not too depressed, "But my eldest sister and I like them very much, and my mother also wants a few."

I don't know why, but when he heard this, Wu Yuan suddenly became excited.

I quickly hung up the phone and called the finance office of the furniture factory. I stopped when I heard Ma Mingqi's voice.

As soon as she heard Wu Yuan said that she needed finance, Ma Mingqi could not wait to spread her wings and fly to Shanghai.

Then Wu Yuan left the financial handover issue of the furniture factory to her, asking her to handle it properly before she could come over.

Unexpectedly, Ma Mingqi agreed easily: "My good sister Zhao Guo has been gearing up for a long time and can't wait. Don't worry, Mr. Yuan, I will definitely handle the problem of the furniture factory without leaving anything behind."

After solving the financial accounting problem, Wu Yuan let go of a big worry.

I immediately immersed myself in designing and drawing.

During this time, he also took Baojun and Lao Liu to study for a while in the evening.

Baojun learned well, but was far from proficient.

Lao Liu, this lazy guy, doesn't care at all.

This is simply more abominable than the idiot Ming Jun who can't learn.

Wu Yuan even sometimes wondered whether he should hire another apprentice to design and draw pictures.

After all, Tang Seng was also one of the four disciples of Zhenger Ba Jing.

Although Xiao Bailong is ridden all day long, it is still organized, right?

So Wu Yuan began to devote himself wholeheartedly to the great cause of design and drawing.

When Huang Qiya came in the morning, he was painting.

When Jiang Jing passed by at night, he was also painting.

Even when eating lunch with the decoration workers, his eyes never strayed from the design drawings.

Because of the existence of the design drawings, his office was hung with a no-entry sign.

Don't ask, it's confidential.

However, despite being busy, Wu Yuan also discovered that the order volume has indeed declined in the past few days.

From several orders a day last week, to one order several days this week.

It's a good thing I didn't transfer someone from my hometown rashly.

As for the six master chefs recruited from the labor market, two were from Chong Province, and they couldn't eat without scallions, and they were the raw kind. That guy, the lunch box in the evening was filled with the smell of scallions inside and outside the company.

The other four are from Pengcheng, and one of them is even from Wangcun.

This world is really not big.

Among the four people in Pengcheng, two of them knew Peng Erniu and said that he was a serious slippery man.

As a newbie, I get along quite well with the old master.

The five work team leaders, plus Mr. Qiao, manage everyone very well.

Nothing happened.

It also allows Wu Yuan to concentrate more thoughts and energy on company development and design and drawing.

During the meal, the two of them were still squatting at the door.

Mr. Qiao was shirtless, with a towel hanging on his shoulders, and he calmly accepted the lingering glances of the Shanghai girl and his wife.

Big cities are just like that.

The same is true of eating three meals a day and pooping once.

He hugs his wife when he goes to bed and beats the baby when he gets out of bed.

Anyway, idle is idle.

The only difference is that it was my wife who asked me to beat the baby.

"I estimate that Miss Huang's house will be completed by the beginning of next month."

"So fast, Fifth Master?"

"If you stay in my hometown, you can live there in three days. That means Shanghainese are pretentious and have too high standards."

"Fifth Master, you can't say that. They don't spend money in a pretentious manner, and they don't support our jobs."

"I know, didn't I tell you this? I won't say it in front of outsiders."

Wu Yuan mused: "If the construction can be completed early next month, there will definitely be many people coming to visit. I will have to say hello to Miss Huang in advance."

"You can arrange this, since you are familiar with her anyway."

"Hey, Fifth Master, don't talk nonsense."

"I know, I didn't say it in front of Luo Yan."

Wu Yuan held his forehead, and the fifth master's true nature was exposed.

After getting familiar with the rhythm of the big city, I started buzzing again.

at the same time.

Liu Ting was also secretly anxious.

It's been a month, and Huang Qiya's house is almost ready.

There are not even any workers here.

I have found several groups of people to talk to before, but nothing happened.

Especially after seeing Wu Yuan's superb design ability, and then seeing ordinary workers recruited from the labor market, it's like having passed BBA and not looking down on Xiaofei.

Of course, Sun Li also advised her to go directly to Wu Yuan, which would save her money and worry.

But she just couldn't bend this corner.

I was suffocating in my heart, waiting for the decoration of Huang Qiya's house to be completed, and then came to pick holes and watch jokes.

Three days later on the weekend, July 22, Ma Mingqi came over.

The station where Wu Yuan sent Ma Mingjun to pick him up.

Wu Yuan had already ordered Fan Bingbing to arrange the dormitories and workstations here.

Financial calculators, various account books, and various cultural and sports supplies are all fully prepared.

So that Ma Mingqi can get to work immediately as soon as she arrives.

When the child arrived in a hurry, Wu Yuan took a quick look and found that he was extremely tired.

"Why are you so tired?"

Without waiting for Ming Qi to answer, Ming Jun said angrily: "She brought a bag of books, who is tired if she is not tired!"