Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

In fact, it is no wonder that Ma Mingchao was confused.

What is the difference between this construction site and this factory and the original Panpan Furniture Factory?

Not much difference.

So as soon as Zhao Baojun came to greet him, Wu Yuan said clearly: "You have to refer to the drawings of Panpan Furniture Factory, right?"

Zhao Baojun diffused the smoke and smiled: "You can't escape Master's eyes, it's true."

On the construction site of Mandifi Furniture Factory, there is no trace of the foundation.

Even the brick wall is more than half a person tall.

In fact, it only takes a few days to build the wall, which is equivalent to more than half a month after the new year, and it takes only a few days to lay a foundation.

This kind of progress cannot be said to be slow.

But it's definitely not fast.

Wu Yuan didn't say anything about this, but let his second apprentice lead him around the construction site.

A layman watches the fun, an expert watches the door.

After looking around, Wu Yuan didn't even intend to say anything.

Because the foundation was well laid and the work was very solid.

Not only that, the masters from all over the world also had a good attitude when meeting the second apprentice.

It can be seen that the team is well organized.

Wu Yuan is very satisfied that a young man has achieved this in a short period of time.

Of course I won't say anything else.

After seeing Mandifei's construction site, Wu Yuan also casually talked to his second apprentice about the renovation negotiations for the Italian Consulate.

This is a reminder to the second apprentice.

If this factory is built, and a boss comes to us who wants to build a factory, wouldn't everyone be happy?

After leaving the construction site of Mandifei Furniture Factory, Wu Yuan specifically passed by the Chuansha County Government, but failed to find his third uncle Liu Jianshe.

After asking around carefully, I found out that he had been transferred.

Wu Yuan was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, it made sense.

After all, there is only one and a half months left before the news is announced in April.

The formation and running-in of a new team, as well as its debut, all require a certain amount of buffering time.

This month and a half is considered short.

Who would have thought that this dilapidated Pudong would soon usher in a major development that would give it a new look.

As Santana returned, it could be seen that more people were gathering together to discuss on the roadside.

Many people's faces were filled with hope and smiles.

Obviously, they are full of expectations for the upcoming great changes.

Back at Lannidu, Santana stopped at the entrance of the Mandife Furniture Factory, and Lao Jingtou came to open the door as usual.

Wu Yuan rolled down the window, but Ma Mingchao did not start.

I saw Lao Jingtou coming over, taking a pack of cigarettes from Wu Yuan, and listening to Wu Yuan's question: "Old Jingtou, have you heard about the Pudong development?"

"I heard about it," Lao Jingtou waved his hands repeatedly: "But it has nothing to do with us ordinary people."

Old Jingtou's attitude is not surprising either.

Large-scale development sounds exciting, but when it really falls on the heads of ordinary people, who knows when.

So Wu Yuan turned to ask: "What house does your family live in now?"

Lao Jingtou lamented and sighed: "I have a large family. My two sons, their wives, and their wives are all crowded into a small building."

When Wu Yuan heard this, he realized that the housing conditions were much better than those in Puxi.

When it comes to demolition in the future, the area must be large enough, the household registration must be large, and the number of people must be high.

Three apartments is the minimum. Twenty years later, it will be tens of millions.

Most people who come to Shanghai to work will never make money in their lifetime.

No way, this is just a regional difference.

In the next twenty years, it will be gradually magnified and brought to the fore.

Santana drove into the factory.

The factory is still as busy as ever, and orders for Mandife furniture from decoration customers are very stable.

It doesn't have the same ups and downs as Panpan Furniture, but it has a slightly larger profit margin. Wu Yuan has always felt that there is a reason for its existence.

After pushing the door open and getting out of the car, Wu Yuan carried two packs of cigarettes, entered the carpentry workshop, and smoked around.

Then I went to the middle of the courtyard with my senior brother He Yunhui, looking at the small sky, smoking and chatting.

"There were all kinds of gossip flying all over the place a while ago, and the masters in the factory were also worried. So I told them about the construction of our new factory, and now everyone is more comfortable."

"Thanks to Senior Brother for stabilizing the situation!" Wu Yuan admitted: "I have prepared for this matter, and it will not affect us for the time being."

He Yunhui raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, this is indeed the case.

Otherwise, the timing of the start of construction of the new Mandifi factory and the emergence of the rumor would be too coincidental.

It is inevitable to make people think.

"But junior brother, I'm worried. If the construction progress of the new factory is not fast enough, our old factory will be forced to be relocated and demolished. In the meantime, where will so many masters stay? I'm afraid we won't be able to retain them by then."

These words immediately reminded Wu Yuan.

However, after careful calculation, as long as Zhao Baojun can build the new factory within half a year, there will be no big problem.

Even if the Pudong development project is officially proposed on April 18, it should not be implemented in the short term if it does not involve road construction and demolition.

Even if it is demolished due to road expansion, there will be some buffer time.

So it's not a big problem.

However, the sooner the new factory is built, the better.

After giving the remaining cigarette to He Yunhui, Wu Yuan went to the sewing workshop again.

Lin Miaomiao is still the same, but Shi Lin is growing up surprisingly fast.

Not only did she chat and laugh with other female workers, but she was also frequently approached to discuss some minor technical issues.

This still follows the roots of my old uncle.

There is some wisdom in it.

After going around in a circle, Wu Yuan called Lin Miaomiao out and said, "Did you give instructions on the drawings of Baojun's two-story factory building?"

Lin Miaomiao admitted confidently: "Yes, the Mandifei Furniture Factory occupies only a little more than half of the Panpan Furniture Factory. Of course, the factory building needs to be built on two floors."

Wu Yuan nodded and affirmed: "No, I did very well in primary school mathematics."

"Uncle, I don't want to bury people like this!"

"It's okay to compete with Panpan Furniture Factory. I have no objection. But I hope that Mandifei can also compete with Panpan Furniture in terms of output and sales."

"Uncle, let's compare revenue generation and profit."

This eldest niece is quite clever.

Wu Yuan still nodded: "Okay, it's better than anything else. If you can really reach the revenue and profit of Panpan Furniture Factory, I will directly appoint you as the deputy director."

"Really, uncle?" Lin Miaomiao was so excited that she grabbed Wu Yuan and refused to let go.

"You can't lie! I am your uncle, how can I coax you?"

"That's not certain. Didn't you coax me to eat too many sweets when you were a kid?"

"Hey, it's not over yet, is it? Are you still bringing up the matter of sesame seeds and rotten millet?"

"Just mention it. When you are 70 or 80 years old, I have to mention it." After saying that, Lin Miaomiao turned around and ran away, saying as she ran: "Just wait to promote me to deputy director!"

Wu Yuan smiled.

Poor child, I'm afraid he doesn't know what kind of goal he has set for himself.

I thought I was taking advantage of it.

Leaving Lannidu, on the way back.

Ma Mingchao said in confusion: "Boss, if the house is demolished, where will the people live?"

"There will be compensation and resettlement."

“Then does our small factory also receive compensation?”