Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Half an hour later.

Wu Yuan took Sara and the two of them to the 17th floor of Qihua Building.

The new office of Tengda Company has become a palace of art.

On the company's workstation, a Fendi vase and ornaments are randomly placed in the hollow partition, giving people a natural illusion.

Sara even said: "These home peripheral products from Fendi are simply customized for Tenda! I even regret a little, I should have charged you."

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Wu Yuan got the advantage and couldn't help but said: "Sarah, if you think so, you are totally wrong. Can't I say that Tengda Company allows Fendi home peripheral products to achieve such a perfect display effect? Fendi should bear part of the planning or implementation costs."

Nothing wrong.

Sarah was speechless and could only shrug and said: "Then why don't we owe each other nothing?"

Wu Yuan couldn't get what he wanted: "It's settled in one word."

Hu Yao rolled her eyes.

I used to follow this woman Sara, and thought she was a very shrewd woman for her young age.

Why do you feel like you've taken advantage of Wu Yuan after being used as prostitutes so many times?

Could it be that she is used to having sex for free?

terrible.

After a while, Fan Bingbing and others returned to the entrance of the company, all dripping with sweat.

Wu Yuan said without hesitation: "Since you are done with your work, why don't you go back and rest early?"

"Wait a minute," Fan Bingbing stopped Wu Yuan and said, "It's not over yet. Boss, don't you want to see the effect after we decorate it like this?"

Wu Yuan looked at Sara and said happily: "Then let's show it to our distinguished guests."

Immediately, all the blinds were opened.

Then there was a snap and the lights came on.

Fendi desk lamps with a sense of design complement each other in the well-proportioned office area, making them a natural fit.

It immediately raised the quality of Tenda Company by several levels.

Sara even praised: "Such an office environment is fascinating even if you care about profits. I have to admit, Wu, the design and decoration level of your company is not inferior to that of developed countries in Europe and the United States."

At this moment, an exclamation came from behind.

At some point, Witte and Davion appeared on the 17th floor. Looking at the well-designed office of Tenda Company, they couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Oh my gosh, this is really great. Our consulate also needs to purchase these beautiful ornaments and lamps!" After finishing speaking, Witte turned to ask: "Davion, what do you think?"

Davion nodded repeatedly and said, "I'm looking forward to it very much."

Wu Yuan looked at Sarah, and his eyes said it clearly: Isn’t this sold?

Sarah couldn't be happier.

Because she became more and more convinced that she was lucky to cooperate with the young farmer entrepreneur in front of her.

So what does it matter if you are raped a few times?

Downstairs in Qihua Building, Wu Yuan waved goodbye to Witte and Sara, got in the car and returned to Huangjia Lane.

As soon as I walked in, I couldn't wait to dial reporter Liang's phone number and invited her to come with me tomorrow, saying I wanted to give her big news.

When Liang Luo heard this, he couldn't help but said: "Boss Wu, what news is there now that is bigger than the debate about the Water Splashing Festival murals?"

Wu Yuan made no secret of his disdain and said: "Eating buns that have been chewed by others has no taste. Besides, the topic has been talked about to death. It has been repeated over and over again, and there is nothing new."

Liang Luo was unable to refute, because it was indeed the case.

"But boss Wu, do you know that tomorrow is Sunday, so I rarely have a day off..."

Before reporter Liang could finish speaking, Wu Yuan interrupted: "Then I'm looking for someone else?"

"Okay, okay, Boss Wu, you should insist a little longer. I will be at the door of your company on time tomorrow."

The next day is April 15, the twentieth day of the third month of the lunar calendar.

Shanghai is shrouded in a thin mist.

Even so, it did not stop Wu Yuan from returning to his hometown.

As soon as the sky dawned, Silver Santana was waiting at the door of Tengda Company in Huangjia Lane.

Just after seven o'clock, when the sun was rising but still unable to shine through the mist, Sarah arrived one after another with the translator and Liang Luo.

Wu Yuan gave a brief introduction to both parties, and then gave the seats in the back row to three ladies.

Everyone sets off with the rising sun on their backs, giving them a subtle feeling of bringing sunshine wherever they go.

Unexpectedly, after Santana left Shanghai, the mist turned directly into thick fog, which immediately made everyone worried.

Fortunately, Ma Mingchao's driving skills are impeccable.

The car drove smoothly along the way.

The fog didn't dissipate until after ten o'clock.

The scenery that appeared in everyone's field of vision was there, but it was also extremely monotonous.

Large expanses of fields swayed with green wheat seedlings.

Sarah asked doubtfully: "Wu, there is no sign of disaster here, is there?"

Wu Yuan looked solemn and said: "Compared to asking you to donate money for publicity, I would rather my hometown has good weather and no disasters."

Sara was extremely ashamed when she heard these words, "I'm sorry."

Soon at twelve o'clock, Santana entered the Beiyin realm from the south.

In the water channels in the fields wherever I went, the water levels were obviously getting higher and fuller.

Until about one o'clock, Santana was passing through a vast farmland and had to stop.

Because this farmland was not only flooded, but also the provincial road in the middle was submerged.

Wu Yuan frowned and asked, "Can I pass?"

Ma Mingchao tried to recall: "With my familiarity with this road, I drove slowly and it was not a big problem. But I am afraid that it will be affected by disasters during this period. There will be potholes in the road section under the water or..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Yuan said decisively: "Never mind, let's go!"

Liang Luo, who was in the back seat, quickly took out his camera and looked out from the rolled-down window to take pictures.

Wu Yuan had to remind: "Reporter Liang, hold on to your camera."

Fortunately, the silver Santana passed through this section of several hundred meters of wading road without any danger.

But when Santana entered the boundary of Beigang, along the provincial road along the canal, one side was the canal river that was almost higher than the provincial road, and the water flow was fast. On the other side was the vast wheat field that was relatively low in terrain.

The wheat is gone.

"Oh my god, this is so bad."

Sarah kept marveling and looking at Wu Yuan's back, her expression couldn't help but become complicated.

This is definitely not a simple farmer entrepreneur.

Liang Luo was speechless and could only take pictures with his camera.

I feel extremely tired of the discussion about the Water Splashing Festival murals.

This is the real suffering of the people.

This is the news and people’s livelihood that media people should pay attention to.

The silver Santana drove until it reached the courtyard of Liyuan Village and then stopped.

Party Secretary Yang, who had his trousers rolled up and was carrying an iron stick, couldn't care less about the mud spots all over his body. Old Xu Tou and Accountant Li all gathered around and said, "Xiaoyuan, why are you back?"

Wu Yuan pretended to be relaxed and said: "I have nothing to do anyway, so I brought a few friends over to have a look."

Unexpectedly, Party Secretary Yang recognized Liang Luo at a glance and said: "This is reporter Liang, I remember it."