Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

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Yang Lan was even more doubtful about life. Her colleagues said that the entrepreneur we were interviewing today was a carpenter boss from the countryside.

But did such talk really come from a carpenter?

Is the threshold for learning carpentry so high nowadays?

So during this period of doubt, Yang Lan's right to ask questions was taken away by colleagues from Xinhua News Agency and People's Daily.

However, Wu Yuan still responded to the questions from the three reporters with ease and spoke fluently.

Twenty minutes later, Yang Lan left with doubts.

Although reporters from Xinhua News Agency and People's Daily were traveling together, they were still interviewing Wu Yuan.

But the footage and information needed by CCTV are enough.

There was no need for her to stay any longer.

As soon as Wu Yuan's interview ended, he got to know the two reporters from Xinhua News Agency and People's Daily under the introduction of Liang Luo.

It's all Liang Luo's network, so I still have to give him some face.

After the greetings were completed, Wu Yuan greeted directly: "Manager Yang, please make arrangements to have dinner together in the evening."

Without waiting for Yang Chenyu to respond, Liang Luo reminded: "Mr. Wu, there is a thank you banquet for the Asian Organizing Committee tonight."

Wu Yuan said without hesitation: "Then it will be another day, the future will be long..."

One good conversation gave Reporter Liang a lot of face.

Of course, the corresponding writing fees are actually more important than whether or not to eat.

Thank you dinner in the evening.

Chairman Wu and several committee members were full of energy.

As the boss, Wu Yuan would pick up what he could. If he couldn't, Yang Chenyu could only take the lead.

As a result, by the time the thank-you banquet was over, my sister-in-law had completely become a drunken fish.

If Xu Zhaodi hadn't had some strength, this drunken fish would have been really difficult to handle.

After handing Yang Chenyu to Xu Zhaodi, Wu Yuan saw that it was still early, so he took a taxi with Ma Mingchao and went straight to the train station.

Come all night and leave at night.

Although the organizing committee sent out a series of invitations, including climbing the Great Wall and visiting the Forbidden City.

But who has that skill?

Besides, Wu Yuan had already traveled in his previous life, so it would be like that again.

When he arrived at the BJ station, Ma Mingchao bought two 10 o'clock soft sleepers from a scalper and passed by Pengcheng.

Seeing that Qingming Festival was approaching, Wu Yuan was worried that the tomb in his hometown had not yet been repaired, so he went straight to Beigang instead of returning to Shanghai.

At dawn, the train arrived in Pengcheng.

The journey was dusty and Wu Yuan couldn't help but yawn repeatedly.

When we came out of the station, the sun was just rising in Pengcheng, and there was a cool smell in the air.

Ma Mingchao thought that this place was not far from the Wangcun Timber Processing Factory and the new plywood factory, so he asked: "Boss, would you like to stop by and have a look?"

Wu Yuan waved his hand: "No, just go home."

The two of them walked across the square in front of the station without stopping, bought a bag of steamed buns on the way, and then bought a ticket back to Beigang at the nearby bus station.

The minibus from Pengcheng back to Beigang is no different from before.

It was still very crowded, with people bringing everything.

Wu Yuan and Ma Mingchao ate one bun at a time. They had nothing to drink, so they could only swallow them dry.

After all, there is no sealed soy milk available these days. If you want to drink it, you can only sit down and eat it, and you cannot take it away.

Even so, it made the kids next to me very hungry.

In the end there were two left, and they were all given to the child.

The little boy's family didn't dislike him either, but instead thanked Wu Yuan and the two of them profusely.

But Wu Yuan could tell that Ma Mingchao had no problem eating the last two buns, and he specially saved them for the child.

The minibus drove all the way to Beigang, and it was already eight o'clock.

In the county town, it is the peak time for work.

The flow of bicycles almost filled the entire road, which was a spectacular sight.

The two of them got off the minibus outside the station and could only take a taxi. They shivered in the stream of bicycles and drove slowly towards Yiyijing Township.

Along the way, the driver of the car behind me frequently looked back.

Ma Mingchao looked a little suspicious and said: "What are you looking at? Drive your car carefully!"

The driver was threatened by this and had no choice but to speak out to prove himself: "The boss behind me looks familiar to me. I seem to have seen it somewhere. It's in my mind, but I just can't remember it!"

Ma Mingchao snorted and said nothing.

The car in front of us left the county town and drove onto a gravel road in the suburbs. It was already driving very bumpy.

As a result, the driver slapped the steering wheel and made a dull whistle: "I remembered, I saw you on the news broadcast! Panpan Furniture Factory!"

When Ma Mingchao heard this, he couldn't refute it.

Wu Yuan also thought about it and said: "Last night's news broadcast? So fast?"

The driver was very excited and said: "Isn't it just last night? I finally saw the real person on TV!"

Wu Yuan took out his cigarettes and gave one to his master, and also gave one to Ma Mingchao.

I was afraid that the driver would get excited and drive the car into the canal on the side of the road.

When the car stopped at the entrance of Liyuan Village, Wu Yuan and Ma Mingchao had just gotten off the bus when an acquaintance from the village came over and said, "Boss Wu, I saw you on TV last night!"

Wu Yuan chuckled and spread another cigarette to others.

I walked quickly back to my house, thinking I could hide in peace.

Unexpectedly, many people came to the house, and my father-in-law Yang Zhishu was busy greeting these curious villagers and neighbors.

Yang Zhishu was enjoying the flattery of his fellow villagers and neighbors. When he saw Wu Yuan appear, he stood up and came out and said, "Why are you back so soon?"

Wu Yuan said casually: "After the things are done, I will come back naturally."

Accountant Li stepped out from the crowd and said, "Boss Wu, you are now a celebrity in the county!"

The eldest Party Secretary Yang said unhappily: "My daughter-in-law is a famous person!"

Accountant Li then explained: "I'm afraid he is the first celebrity in our county to appear on Xinwen Network."

All the young and old men in the village nodded frequently and praised him.

After scattering Wu Yuan's two packs of cigarettes, they dispersed one after another.

Only then did Party Secretary Yang have the time to pull Wu Yuan and ask: "Didn't we agree to sponsor three million yuan? Why did it suddenly increase to one million yuan?"

People of the older generation care about reputation as well as profit.

Wu Yuan said unhurriedly: "Not only has the sponsorship increased to 1 million, but the Asian Organizing Committee also wants us to donate some office furniture, which is probably hundreds of thousands at least."

The squatting Secretary Yang slapped his knees and said, "What a huge loss! I don't know how much furniture I have to sell to make money back."

Wu Yuan smiled and said: "It must be sold for at least 1 million."

Party Secretary Yang's frown deepened and he said: "One million, based on the current monthly sales of Panpan Furniture Factory, doesn't it mean that three to five months of work have been in vain?"

"Yeah." Wu Yuan nodded in agreement, and then changed the topic: "So I asked my eldest sister to win the supply contract for bed cabinets, tables, chairs and doors in the Asian Games Village. The total contract value is 1 million."

"What?" Caught off guard, Party Secretary Yang's brain had a short circuit and said, "What did you say?"

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