Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Rebirth in 1988: Starting as a Carpenter Chapter 238 You are worried about not being able to sell, I am worried about not being able to sell.

The snow is gone, the ground is dry, and the temperature has reached a new low.

The roadside was frozen solid.

When I woke up early in the morning, the mountains and fields were covered with a layer of white frost. Those who didn't know it thought it had snowed lightly.

The hardened roads inside the factory building of Panpan Furniture Factory are completely impossible to repair.

Fortunately, it does not hinder the progress inside the factory.

In addition, the factory is equipped with a special boiler room that supplies both heating and hot water.

The concierge, Lao Su, will take care of it first and wait until the factory is put into use later, and then find a dedicated person to take a look.

Therefore, the internal progress of the factory is not affected at all.

It's time to paint and paint, and it's time to putty and putty.

Wu Yuan followed his second uncle Yang Guozhu around and had a good idea.

After leaving Panpan Furniture Factory, Wu Yuan specially asked Ma Mingchao to go around to the construction site of the silk reeling factory.

As a result, the progress of Panpan Furniture Factory is at least half slower than that of Panpan Furniture Factory.

If we continue at this rate, the factory will not be built, and we will have to suffer from blisters first.

If there is a chance, I have to remind Bian Xiaosheng.

On the way back, Wu Yuan took a detour to the Xiangli Water Conservancy Station.

Seeing that his third brother-in-law Xiong Gang was so busy, he didn't even plan to stay longer.

As a result, Xiong Gang stayed here specially to wait for him to have lunch with him.

Wu Yuan took a look and saw that it was indeed almost lunch time.

If Yang Luoyan doesn't go back to eat, there's no point in going back to eat alone.

At 11:40, Xiong Gang finally got out, touched Wu Yuan and said, "Let's go to Xu's Restaurant."

Wu Yuan was also curious: "Is there anyone in the village who dares to open a restaurant again?"

Xiong just lit up a cigarette, took a puff and said: "This thing has been around since ancient times. Can it be eliminated by rectifying it? Isn't it just that the wildfire cannot be burned out, and the spring breeze will blow it again?"

Wu Yuan stamped his feet and said: "Or it can be said that it is like leeks, one crop after another."

Xiong Gang was stunned, "Your eyes are quite vicious."

Then he didn't want to talk any more on this topic, so he directly changed the question: "Lao Fan is back, do you know?"

Wu Yuan shook his head, "I really don't know this."

During these days, when Fan Bingbing called to ask for instructions on company affairs, she never mentioned it.

The result was that Cao Cao arrived.

When the two of them chatted in a hurry and walked to the entrance of Xu's Restaurant, they caught up with Lao Fan emerging from the old facade of Fan's Restaurant across the street.

A road is five or six meters wide, plus the open space in front of two houses, and it reaches the sky for fifteen or six meters.

Can't even hide.

Xiong Gang immediately greeted: "Boss Fan!"

While talking, the two of them crossed the road and went straight to Fan Weimin.

After all, he was the one who had stayed in the house for more than half a year. When Fan Weimin saw the two of them coming over, how could he still have the same cheerful demeanor as before?

He looked left and right, looking secretive and shy to see others.

Being afraid of people makes people feel distressed.

When he took Xiong Gang's cigarette, he took it carefully with both hands.

Wu Yuan took advantage of the situation and angered him, and his waist was bent to an angle that was so humble that he was reduced to dust.

However, this is the greatest acceptance he can express towards society.

When Wu Yuan and Xiong Gang wanted to take him to the Xu's Restaurant opposite for dinner, Lao Fan said nothing and didn't move.

Until Lao Fan's wife came out holding a dustpan and said: "Boss Wu, Stationmaster Xiong, thank you for your kindness. He won't go, so don't embarrass him."

Xiong Gang said a few words of encouragement before leaving.

When they arrived at Xu's restaurant, they asked for a table and ordered four dishes and one soup.

Put a bowl of rice on the table and start eating.

After taking the first bite of Fried Thousand Pieces, Wu Yuan frowned: "This skill is not even worthy of cutting vegetables for Lao Fan."

Xiong Gang was digging quickly, "Old Fan cooks delicious food, but look at him like that, can he still go back to his old business?"

Then he took a big piece of kuaizi with relish and said, "I think it's okay, maybe I'm used to it."

Wu Yuan took another bite and found it was salty.

The third sister's family are all heavy-mouthed, so as long as the salt is added properly, everything will be delicious.

No wonder.

After Xiong Gang finished grinding a bowl of rice, he started to get to the point: "Have you heard about the rumors about you recently?"

Wu Yuan said disapprovingly: "As an ordinary person, how can I have any gossip?"

"You are now in Beigang. Not only are you more famous than County Magistrate Xu, you are at least more famous than most people. Who doesn't know that you, Boss Wu, have set up a furniture factory, and that it is a factory supervised by County Magistrate Xu himself?"

"The rumor is really exaggerated!" Wu Yuan picked up a boiled peanut and said, "What did you say about me?"

"It's not good for you to run the Panpan Furniture Factory. It's destined to fail and collapse sooner or later. I'm just waiting to see your joke."

Wu Yuan waved his kuaizi and said, "That's okay. Let's go on and do our thing, they'll see what they do."

Xiong Gang's expression also became serious: "Seriously, how confident are you this time?"

Wu Yuan had some reservations and said: "Who can say that you are really sure about doing business? Anyway, just do your best and obey fate! What outsiders think and discuss, let them do whatever they want."

Return to Cunbe Furniture Factory.

The sewing workshops and carpentry workshops are operating at full capacity and working overtime to produce and stock up.

Since December, orders for Xingwang Furniture have disappeared in advance. The products produced in the two workshops have always been Panpan Furniture styles and new models.

Not only have the types of furniture increased, but the overall style has remained generally consistent.

Fortunately, the switch from Xingwang Furniture to Panpan Furniture did not take long.

They are all mature masters, and with Master Qiao as their master, the whole factory has become completely proficient in it within a week.

But while Wu Yuan was in the finance room, Fourth Master Qiao came over.

The two men were in the financial room, lighting up cigarettes and chatting.

Wu Yuan got angry at Fourth Master Qiao, but he never lit it and sniffed it vaguely at the tip of his nose.

I heard the master ask: "It's almost the Gregorian New Year, and more and more Panpan furniture is piling up in the warehouse. After the Gregorian New Year, will the factory still have to work overtime and produce like this?"

Wu Yuan nodded matter-of-factly and said, "Yes, Master."

As a result, Fourth Master Qiao didn't beat around the bush and threw the problem directly to Wu Yuandao: "I'm worried that if I produce too much, I won't be able to sell it. If I pile it up at home, the more I make, the more wood will be wasted."

Wu Yuan understood and smiled: "Master, to be honest, I'm not worried about not being able to sell. I'm worried that our production can't keep up with the supply."

Mr. Qiao's eyes widened when he heard these words.

Zhao Guo couldn't help but laugh, the boss was so domineering.

Even before the advertisement is launched, I am no longer worried about not being able to sell, but I am starting to worry about not being able to sell enough.

However, Wu Yuan also explained by the way: "Don't worry, Master. In the two days before the first day of the solar calendar, a batch of goods from the warehouse will be released and sold out. Even if the sales are really bad, the worst is to have an early holiday before the end of the year and return home.

Celebrate the New Year at home.”

"Now that you have an idea," Fourth Master Qiao stood up and said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you."

Wu Yuan also stood up and said: "Master, you have to remind me more, who made me your closed disciple."

After seeing Fourth Master Qiao off, Zhao Guo said: "Boss, you can smoke if you want. I don't hate you smoking."

Wu Yuan put the cigarette behind his ear and said, "I hate it."