Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Silver Santana is on her way to Pengcheng.

Although Song Gang was busy talking about Wu Yuan's topic, he seemed to be able to pick up any topic.

But in my heart I was weighing the left and right, and the changes were drastic.

Wu Yuan's proposal seemed careless and careless.

But it doesn't matter if Song Gang doesn't think about it. The more he thinks about it, the more important it becomes.

Many times in a person's life, his life will be rewritten by seemingly insignificant and careless decisions.

Song Gang knew very well that if he rejected this opportunity to cooperate, the intersection between him and Wu Yuan would only become smaller and smaller in the future, until they disappeared completely and parted ways.

And if you agree rashly, put aside the morality of old friends, boss Wu's new factory, which has just started, will have questions about the quality of the plates and whether it can continue to operate.

More than an hour later, Santana entered Pengcheng's territory.

As a result, we did not drive towards the city, but went straight to the countryside on the outskirts of the city.

The roads are getting worse and worse.

The surrounding areas are all farmland.

Song Gang's heart sank.

Until the car drove into a new door of a house, Song Gang's eyes suddenly became enlightened.

Just as he was about to question Boss Wu, he saw that Boss Wu had already opened the door and got out of the car first.

A line of people stood outside the car door to greet them warmly.

Song Gang got out of the car anxiously and followed Wu Yuan to shake hands with everyone.

Then I saw the layout of the factory behind everyone, which was unique.

It is in huge contrast to the ordinary door that you just entered.

A main road, as wide as four lanes, divides the factory into two.

There are rows of spacious and bright modern factory buildings on both sides of the main road. The inside of the factory buildings is not very clear.

But the outside is surrounded by lush green plants, occasionally mixed with many newly planted flowers, plants and trees.

Song Gang took back his hand and said in shock: "Boss Wu, our factory must be several dozen acres larger, right?"

Wu Yuan said nothing.

Lu Ping, deputy director of the factory, introduced: "Boss Song, the first phase of our project here is 100 acres. After development, there will be plans for the second and third phases."

Wang Minya went out to the market.

Now that Lu Ping is in charge of the factory, she can only answer the questions.

Song Gang was secretly shocked.

Good guy, the first phase is already 100 acres.

The old man's little workshop is incomparable to this one.

Not to mention that they still have two and three phases!

As for the initial investment, will the plates produced be marketable?

Song Gang has no worries about this.

After all, the needs of the two furniture factories and Tengda Company owned by Boss Wu are there.

With the demand from these three factories, the plywood factory in front of us has enough confidence to dare to expand on such a large scale in the first phase!

Once the output increases, the advantage in plate cost will naturally arise.

So even though this is a new factory, if you really need an agent to get the goods, the price is lower than that of an old man's small workshop.

This is conceivable.

Because it’s easy to enjoy the shade under the big tree!

After thinking about this, Song Gang, who had been hesitating all the way, already had an answer in his heart.

Then I followed Factory Director Lu and Boss Wu and walked into the factory for a tour.

The inside of the factory is very large, with machines roaring and running continuously.

But at first glance, it doesn't feel messy at all.

Everything is orderly and bright.

Song Gang can't wait to sign a contract with Wu Yuan.

Old man, it's not that I'm unjust, it's just that I gave you too much...

After half an hour of visiting.

Lu Ping led everyone out of the factory and asked Wu Yuandao: "Boss, how about we have a meal first?"

Before Wu Yuan could respond, Song Gang said first, "Boss Wu, how about we sign the contract first and then have dinner?"

Wu Yuan said happily: "Listen to Boss Song."

There are not many details to go through in the agency contract, and it takes half an hour to sign.

As a result, more than ten minutes later, Song Gang didn't even read the complete contract. He only confirmed a few key indicators and signed his name.

After signing the contract, Song Gang felt so relaxed that his whole body felt a little hairy.

While feeling happy, Song Gang's attitude towards Wu Yuan became more and more respectful.

During meals, toasts were frequently given.

In the end, they were blocked by Lu Ping and Pei Na, and in the end Song Gang got drunk first.

He was carried by Ma Mingchao and thrown into Santana's back seat, still holding the briefcase containing the contract in his arms.

It was already past four o'clock when we returned to the Beigang County Guest House.

As soon as the car stopped, Song Gang woke up rubbing his eyes.

He held Wu Yuan away and said, "Boss Wu, no matter what happens tonight, you have to give me thin noodles and let's have a meal together."

Wu Yuan waved his hand and said: "Boss Song, you just had a drink at noon, so you can skip it tonight. After returning to Shanghai, we will have plenty of opportunities. Besides, on my territory, there is no reason for you to be a host."

As soon as Song Gang heard this, he let go.

Makes sense!

In addition, the waiter from the guest house ran out, interrupting the politeness between the two.

The person who ran out was none other than Shen Qing.

As soon as Song Gang saw him, he decisively said goodbye to Wu Yuan and went back to his room.

Leave space for Shen Qing and Wu Yuan to talk.

"Boss Wu, yesterday's phone call didn't cause you any trouble, did it?"

"Trouble, what trouble can there be?" Wu Yuan said carelessly, not taking it seriously at all: "Your starting point is good, I thank you before it's too late."

"That's not necessary!" Shen Qing's face changed several times, and he couldn't tell his mood and said: "Boss Wu, come in and sit down?"

Wu Yuan opened the car door: "No, the guests have been delivered, I have to go back to work."

"Goodbye, Boss Wu."

"goodbye!"

Returning to the office of Panpan Furniture Factory, as soon as he sat down, Yang Chenyu knocked on the door and came in.

Wu Yuan's eyes were involuntarily fixed on the pair of silk stockings as thin as cicada wings.

The effect of later generations of Balenciaga was nothing more than this.

Looking away from his silk stockings, Wu Yuan looked at Yang Chenyu and said, "Do you have a problem with me?"

Yang Chenyu felt confident inexplicably, and the resentment in the corners of his eyes disappeared and he said, "It's gone now."

Then he turned around and went back to his office.

Wu Yuan was very confused.

Yang Chenyu's mood actually soared.

confirmed.

It's not that I'm unattractive, it's just that Principal Ma is too crotch-stretching.

In this case, I might as well give it to my brother-in-law for a few more looks.

For nothing else.

Just because I feel happy!

So from then on, it took less than two hours until I got off work.

Yang Chenyu knocked on Wu Yuan's door four times in a row.

The idle look made Wu Yuan, the boss, suspect that he, the marketing manager, did not have a full workload.

How can a normal person have such free time to run to his office frequently?

Before leaving get off work, Zhao Guo came over to Wu Yuan to sign the receipt for the customized clothing.

I couldn't help but ask: "Boss, Manager Yang's stockings are really beautiful. Do you know where they bought them?"

After all, Manager Yang wandered back and forth several times, and it was hard not to notice.