Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

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Huang Qiya put down her coffee, seemingly casually, but secretly asked attentively: "If you have any comments, please tell me?"

Wu Yuan put down the materials and said, "Let's go, I'll give you a break first."

Huang Qiya said, "If you don't say it now, don't say it again in the future."

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it," Wu Yuan said simply, "I just don't have anything to say. Is there anything more important than helping my sister clean up her dust?"

Everyone else looked at the two siblings and couldn't say anything.

Secretly, she was envious of Huang Qiya being treated like this.

However, the next moment, Huang Qiya stood up, threw the small Kun bag on her shoulder and said, "I won't eat anymore. I'm jet lagged when I go home."

Are we jet lag?

Jiang Jing really wanted to stay for a meal and listen to Wu Yuan's opinion.

But she also knew her position very well. Since she was following Huang Qiya, she had to follow him on the surface.

But before leaving, he looked at the last bit, and Wu Yuan laughed and said, "Boss, I want to hear your opinion."

Wu Yuan pursed his lips and said in a tone of voice addressing the two of them: "What about that, sister, you and Jiang Jing have worked hard these days. Go back and have a good rest. Come over to eat and drink coffee after you have rested."

After seeing Huang Qiya off, Wu Yuan left work early and went to pick up his wife Yang Luoyan.

When we arrived at Nanjing East Road, the latest issue of Xinmin Evening News had already come out.

Wu Yuan asked Ma Mingchao to stop in front of a less crowded newsstand, got out of the car, bought a newspaper, rolled it up in his hand, and got back in the car.

Liang Luo's press release has been published in newspapers.

Although it's not that core, it has everything it needs.

I have to admit that Sarah, this international friend, is quite photogenic. Except for her deep-set blue eyes, other aspects are quite in line with the Chinese aesthetics.

Santana stopped at the entrance of Furongyi Lane.

Yang Ruolin saw it as soon as he raised his head, touched Yang Luoyan beside him and said, "Sister, brother-in-law is here."

Yang Luoyan said without raising her head: "So early? Wait until I finish reading this page of accounts."

Soon, Yang Luoyan finished scanning the accounts and handed them to Yang Ruolin, saying, "I'll go back first and leave the store to you."

"Don't worry, sister," Yang Ruolin agreed, but still asked: "But sister, are you going back so early?"

[In view of the general environment, Yang Luoyan smiled slightly: "Your brother-in-law is off work, I can't let him wait for me."

With that said, Yang Luoyan picked up the bag and left.

Yang Ruolin was left confused, as if something had slapped his face!

Bah, sour and smelly dog ​​food.

Seeing his daughter-in-law walking out with a graceful voice, Wu Yuan had already opened the door and got out of the car, leaving the door open for his wife to get in first.

Yang Luoyan was very happy, but still said: "I don't know how to open the door? Do you want you to come down in person?"

Wu Yuan said confidently: "This is the way of a gentleman."

The couple pulled together and got into the car.

Then Santana stepped on the accelerator and bolted out.

Ma Mingchao has endured this for a long time.

On the way back, Yang Luoyan saw the newspaper Wu Yuan bought and put it in the car and said, "Even foreigners have donated money to my hometown. Do you want the clothing factory to donate some too?"...

Wu Yuan asked doubtfully: "The call didn't reach your factory?"

Yang Luoyan was stunned and said: "Maybe, I told my sister-in-law that you don't need to ask me for instructions for accounts below 1,000 yuan."

Then he asked again: "Will there be less?"

"How much is too much?" Wu Yuan asked, and then said: "Panpan donated 1,000 yuan, even my father thought it was too much."

On the way back, Santana passed by the vegetable market next to the community. Wu Yuan stopped the car, and the couple got out of the car, letting Ma Mingchao go back first.

As a result, I happened to meet Fu Qiu when I was buying vegetables in the vegetable market.

So the two women went shopping together to pick out the vegetables, bargaining for the price.

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When it came time to pay the bill, there was a scramble to pay.

So much so that after buying groceries, the two of them were sweating all over.

When I walked out of the vegetable market, I felt cooler.

Wu Yuan followed beside him and wanted to carry the dishes for his wife, but she refused.

Fu Qiu raised her head and asked him specifically: "Boss Wu, was the disaster serious in my hometown? I saw the news in the newspaper, and I also want to donate some. Although my family is not as powerful as yours, I can still donate a hundred and eighty yuan.

What can I do?"

Wu Yuan was stunned.

This woman who just now was arguing with small merchants and hawkers because of the 30-50 cent price of vegetables is now taking the initiative to donate money to her hometown?

Sure enough, in this day and age, people's hearts are still pure and kind.

From donating to the Asian Games to donating to today’s flood disasters, we are all obliged to do so.

"Sister-in-law, I estimate that the public donation phone number and account number will be opened in the next two days. Just wait and see."

"Hey, that's good."

When he got home, Yang Luoyan put down the dishes and bags and said, "I'm going to take a bath first, and then I'll cook."

Wu Yuan perked up.

If you want to take a shower, I won't be hungry anymore.

After saying that, he walked with Yang Luoyan and rubbed her shoulders and asked: "Daughter-in-law, do you need a back rub? It's free!"

Yang Luoyan dodged his strange hand and said, "Don't make trouble, we have to cook later."

Wu Yuan shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry, really."

So this dinner was not eaten until half past seven.

Next day is Thursday, April 19th.

Wu Yuan was preparing design drawings for several villas in the company as usual.

The workload in this area is indeed quite large, but except for the help of my second apprentice Zhao Baojun, I really can't handle this work for a while.

However, if you can recruit some relevant practitioners from design institutes and provide training, it will be quite easy to get started.

However, considering the confidentiality issue of the drawings, we won’t be able to release them for a while.

So Wu Yuan had no choice but to suffer the consequences and work harder.

As a result, around ten o'clock, the third disciple Zhu Liubiao came, with a solemn and solemn look on his face, rather like the wind rustling and Yi Shuihan's attitude.

When Wu Yuan looked up and saw his appearance, he couldn't help but laugh: "What's your expression? Did I send you to blow up the bunker?"

Zhu Liubiao stood at attention, spoke in a formal tone, and said in one breath: "Master, I have thought about it. I want to learn from you and strive to be like my second senior brother, who can share the burden for you and take on my own responsibility."

Wu Yuan dropped the pencil and said, "That's just right. From today on, stop working on site and come over and help me draw."

"Ah?" Zhu Liubiao's face immediately fell down and he said, "Master, can I help the workers? Even if you can bring a few more people, you can train me in any way you want!"

Wu Yuan leaned against the back of the executive chair, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, and was about to throw it to the third apprentice.

As a result, Zhu Liubiao took the initiative to come over and make him angry.

So he dropped the cigarette in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, so that the apprentice wouldn't burn his eyebrows.

He took a sip and puffed out the smoke.

"Lao Liu, you also said that you are afraid that it will be difficult for you to convince the public because of your tender face." Wu Yuan asked, "Then think about it, master, how do I convince the public?"

"Relying on the drawings?" Zhu Laoliu also figured it out...

Post-80s generation on the run