The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Wu Yuan looked at Secretary Lin with a smile.

As a human being in two lifetimes, he will not be complacent and indifferent just because of two good words.

Although he has or plans to get involved in the upstream and downstream industries of these home improvement.

But it is obviously a very simple investment behavior, there is no need to get political connotations just to make a name for yourself.

As the leader is written into this kind of planning document, once the relevant cadres have problems in the future, there will definitely be endless troubles.

There is no need for that.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Secretary Lin had no choice but to pretend to be pitiful and said: "Boss Wu, in fact, we are also here to make a job. Someone has to stand up for the position of the leader. Otherwise, I will not be able to make a job with the county magistrate."

Wu Yuan smiled and said: "Then write County Mayor Xu on it. With my relationship with County Mayor Xu, if County Mayor Xu really asks for it in the future, can I stand by and watch?"

Secretary Lin bit the bullet and said, "That's true."

Although the expected goal was not achieved, and the county magistrate would give him a slap if he didn't keep it in order when he went back, Secretary Lin thought about it differently and felt that Boss Wu's choice was not wrong.

Not only that, but it's a sight to behold.

This kind of stable style like an old dog is destined to go further in the future.

The planning exchange is over.

Before leaving, Wu Yuan stuffed Secretary Lin with two packs of Huazi as comfort.

Secretary Lin stepped on his 28th bar and slowly disappeared at the end of the road.

This Secretary Lin was obviously not in his thirties, but this back made him look old-fashioned in his early forties.

Before Wu Yuan could turn around and go back to the small building, he saw a red Santana taxi turning out at the end of the road where Erba Dagang disappeared.

Come on, there is no need to go back.

Most likely Song Gang has arrived.

If Boss Song and Secretary Lin hadn't had much contact with each other, Wu Yuan really suspected that they were playing relay.

While lighting a cigarette, the red Santana stopped at the gate of the factory.

Song Gang couldn't wait to open the door and get out of the car, and greeted him with a look of fear, "Oh, Boss Wu, how can I bother you to wait for me here on such a hot day, it's really frustrating my old Song."

Wu Yuan naturally wouldn't point it out, and continued along with the words: "Boss Song came from a long way after all, so it's only right for me to greet you."

Then he handed Boss Song a Hua Zi, and turned around to let him into the factory.

The wide and magnificent gate of the furniture factory was originally enough to accommodate twenty people to enter side by side.

As a result, these two people became more polite, and they must be the first and the last.

After giving way for a while, it was Wu Yuan who dragged Song Gang in at last.

Compared to Wu Yuan's tallness, Song Gang's head is a bit more horizontal, so being wrapped up by Wu Yuanyi and entering the door is funny, but still smiling.

"When did you arrive?" On the way to the office building, even though Wu Yuan already knew about it, he deliberately asked this question in order to start the topic.

"I arrived when it was dark last night. I wanted to ask Boss Wu for a light meal, but it was too late and I was a little disturbed." Song Gang also politely said half-truth.

While talking, the two entered the office, and Boss Song lit a cigarette.

Wu Yuan picked up the teapot and put it down even though there was still water.

Never entertain new guests with old tea.

That would be so rude.

"San language!"

With a shout, the little girl from the administration department was called.

It turned out that Sang Yu ran back from the outside, because he ran so fast that he rushed into the house, his chest was bumping like a deer, Song Gang couldn't help being surprised.

Wu Yuan blamed immediately: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Sang Yu immediately blushed, but still explained: "I just came back from the cafeteria to measure the size, and ran over when I heard your shout."

Wu Yuan snorted, "Did the garment factory send someone over?"

"Well, it's been a while."

I just told my wife last night, and this person was sent here.

This is very efficient.

Wu Yuan lifted the teapot and said, "Go and make a new pot of tea."

"Oh, let's go." Sang Yu took it with both hands, bent his knees and said, "Bosses, wait a moment."

Etiquette still needs to be learned, but it does make people feel innocent and not offensive.

Before Sang Yu could brew the tea and bring it over, Song Gang took a puff of cigarette and got to the point.

"Boss Wu, in fact, I planned to discuss this matter with you when we had a small gathering at the Wu Palace Hotel. But you were too busy and didn't attend. I had no choice but to catch up to Beigang!"

Wu Yuan smiled and said, "Are you alone this time?"

Song Gang smiled bitterly and said, "Without you, Boss Wu, a big client, I can only give them some money and send them away. How can I afford it?"

They both knew it was the girl who accompanied them last time.

But Sang Yu didn't know. When he entered the door and heard this, he was a little dazed while holding the teapot.

"Then I have committed a serious crime!" Wu Yuan reached out to take the teapot, fetched a new teacup for Song Gang, and said, "Boss Song, if you have any difficulties here, just tell me."

Sang Yu went out without knowing it.

Song Gang just said: "It's difficult, but it's not a problem. Boss Wu's supply categories are not one-size-fits-all, and the problem will not be big in a short time."

"...But with the improvement of the product range of the Bunny Plate Factory, the living space on my side must be getting smaller and smaller."

Wu Yuan flicked the cigarette ash, and said casually: "Who does Boss Song get his goods from?"

"They all came from a small factory in Zhejiang Province. I have been friends with their boss for many years. Now that I have lost my big client, Boss Wu, I still don't know how to explain to my old friend, alas!"

Song Gang sighed and told the truth, completely unaware of Wu Yuan's intention of raising this question.

It wasn't until he realized that Wu Yuan didn't answer, but just looked at him with great interest, that Song Gang finally realized: "Boss Wu, what do you mean, let me buy from Bunny instead?"

Wu Yuan smiled without saying a word, and filled Song Gang's empty teacup with tea again.

Song Gang was taken aback and said: "Cooperate with Boss Wu and make a lot of money together. Of course, I am very willing. But the old man has also been in a relationship for more than ten years. Suddenly he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. My old Song thinks he is nothing. Honest and honest people, but they can't do it."

Wu Yuan then said: "Boss Song, you can give it a try. I'm here to show you a way based on our good cooperation. Boss Song, you act as an agent for our bunny board, and you can walk on two legs. You will definitely More stable. Isn't it?"

After a pause, Wu Yuan simply said: "Let's do this, Boss Song, don't rush to make this decision. Let's go to the Rabbit Baby Plywood Factory for a field inspection today."

Song Gang took the opportunity to agree: "Alright, I also want to visit Boss Wu's factory and study."

In fact, visiting and studying is secondary. Taking advantage of this time to ponder the pros and cons and come up with an idea is the main thing.

Then Wu Yuan called the plywood factory in front of Song Gang.

There is no need to hide the matter of arranging inspections.

Even if Wu Yuan didn't make this call, Song Gang would feel that it was arranged by Wu Yuan long ago.