The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Xiong Gang was so excited that he said without hesitation: "You want to ask Secretary Lin?"

Unexpectedly, Wu Yuan shook his head and said: "Xiao Lin is still a bit young, and besides, he may not be willing to be honest with us."

Then he said frankly: "We have to ask Director Wan about this."

Xiong Gang's eyes lit up.

Director Wan is a veteran in the system.

Needless to say, he has a good political sense.

Compared to institutional newcomers like Xiao Lin, people like Director Wan are easier to make friends with.

What's more, Wu Yuan also formed a good relationship with Director Wan during several previous activities in Liyuan Village.

The two of them discussed this and were about to go into the house to make a phone call.

They saw Yang Luoyan in the living room answering the phone and gesturing to them.

When Wu Yuan walked quickly through the door, he heard his wife whisper: "It's a call from Director Wan."

Wu Yuan exchanged glances with Xiong Gang behind him.

What a coincidence, isn't it?

At least it shows that Director Wan’s judgment just now was correct.

Not only is it not wrong, but it’s not even enough.

So after Wu Yuan answered the phone, he laughed and said: "Director Wan, you really can't bear to talk about it!"

Director Wan's voice came cheerfully from the other end of the phone: "No wonder I didn't catch a cold, but I sneezed three times in a row. I thought it was because someone was talking about me!"

"Just now I was going to call you, Boss Wu, and my wife said I was being sentimental."

Wu Yuan smiled knowingly: "I was about to call you, but my sister-in-law underestimated your strength!"

While exchanging compliments and greetings, Xiong Gang next to him was so anxious that he scratched his head and ears.

Until a moment later.

Director Wan was the first to get to the point and said: "Boss Wu, the secretary has repeatedly expressed dissatisfaction with Wang Baichuan recently, and you must know it. So his talk to Xiong Bureau is not without purpose. So this is an opportunity!"

Wu Yuan said decisively: "Director Wan, I understand, I will tell him right now. I will treat you to dinner another day!"

Director Wan chuckled and said: "I want to ask for a drink in advance of Xiong Ju Gaosheng's wedding wine."

hang up the phone.

Wu Yuan told Xiong Gang exactly what Director Wan said.

While the two were talking, they returned to the courtyard.

Xiong Gang let out a sigh of relief and said, "I understand. I will go to Secretary Xu to report on my work early tomorrow morning."

Just after he finished speaking about his decision, Xiong Gang changed the topic again.

As if in an instant, he changed his mind eight hundred times and said: "You said that Wang Baichuan gave up a good job and refused to do it. It can't be because he doesn't want to do it, right?"

Then Xiong Gang said clearly: "If the supporting facilities of the Construction Management Bureau are not in place, is it a problem of money?"

"Xu Changsheng came to me to take over this mess. Could it be that Xiang Zhuang danced his sword with the intention of Pei Gong?"

Wu Yuan waved his hand and said: "Even if he means taking money from my pocket for construction, I can still find a way. Just feel free to report to work!"

After saying that, he led the people outside and said, "Okay, I won't keep you here anymore. Go back and have a rest early, and report back tomorrow with a better mental outlook."

Xiong Gang turned around and said hello to Yang Luoyan and Liu Hui in the small building, then pushed up the 28-meter bar and got in the car to leave.

After seeing off Xiong Gang, Wu Yuan continued to go out for a walk.

Walking behind Xiao Wei's house, the nearly one-acre shrimp pond was dug into half by this woman.

If the excavator had arrived a few days later, they would have finished digging.

Terrible woman.

Fortunately, Chen Xing was not here at this time.

Wu Yuan walked all the way to the school gate and saw Song Chunhong coming out of the small door carrying a Type 26 Kun chariot.

Dressed in public relations attire, he seems to be much more rounded.

Looking at that face again, it was a little more rosy.

"Where are you taking a stroll?"

With Wu Yuan staring at her intently, Song Chunhong put down her carriage and unnaturally lifted her hair at her temples to cover up the flash of rosiness on her pretty face.

Wu Yuan looked away, raised his wrist and looked at his watch and said, "Do you get off work at this time?"

Song Chunhong pushed the Kun cart and followed happily, walking side by side: "Actually, it's not too late. When I get home at this time, I can just have a hot meal without having to help with the cooking."

Wu Yuan clicked his tongue and nodded: "What a good calculation!"

Then Nu Nu said: "You should get in the car first and leave. I won't delay you from having a hot meal."

Song Chun walked on the sidewalk with a red face: "Actually, I got off work a little early today."

Sooner or later, who knows?

Instead, he said this, and Wu Yuan could no longer chase people away.

The two of them just walked in silence.

It was only when he reached the bridgehead behind Dong Dacheng's house that Wu Yuan looked up.

Looking at the moonlit night with few stars, he said, "It looks like tomorrow will be another sunny day."

Song Chunhong didn't raise her head, just nodded her head and said: "Well, the forecast is sunny tomorrow, with a southeasterly wind of level 3 to level 4."

Wu Yuan lowered his head and looked at her.

Song Chunhong quickly explained: "I saw it in the newspaper."

"By the way, if the eldest brother-in-law is transferred back to the city, can you support the village primary school?"

"What, is Principal Lin planning to transfer?"

"I mean, if."

Song Chunhong breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's not a big problem to support it. The difficulty is to continue to run our village-run primary school and make it better and better."

This is a down-to-earth attitude.

It's completely different from Lin Xianxue's speculation that he always wanted to use this place as a springboard.

Therefore, Wu Yuan also encouraged: "As long as you are determined, you can make things better and better."

"I'd like to thank you for your good words!" Song Chunhong said with a smile, "In fact, the children in our village are all thanks to you."

Wu Yuan said indifferently: "The local tyrants and evil gentry in the feudal era still knew how to set up schools. How can I, the peasants who got rich first in the new era, be inferior to them?"

"Yes, yes!" Song Chunhong agreed with a smile, and then asked, "When are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

While talking, the two arrived at the village headquarters.

Lao Xu was sitting alone at the door of Jia Lizi, looking a little lonely.

Seeing the two of them coming, he first said hello to Song Chunhong, then called Wu Yuan directly and said: "Xiao Yuan, come here and sit down, I'm going to die of suffocation alone!"

Before Wu Yuan could respond, Jia Zizi said, "Oh, old village chief, am I not a human being?"

After Song Chunhong said hello, she got in the car and left.

Wu Yuan happily walked over to Lao Xu and squatted with him next to Jia Zhizi's canteen.

By the way, he walked over and said, "Uncle Xu, what's wrong with you?"

Old Xu took Hua Zi and looked at the sky: "Tomorrow is Grain Rain, can the excavator come?"

Wu Yuan said without hesitation: "Don't worry if I can come."

Old Xu Tou felt a little relieved, took Huazi, kowtowed on the cigarette case and said, "I wonder what's going on with Old Yang Tou?"

Wu Yuan picked up the lighter, handed it over and said, "You have been partners for many years. Don't you feel at ease when dad is doing things?"

Lao Xu nodded to Hua Zi, took a long breath, and puffed out smoke: "We were young before! Now we are all old, and now it is the world of you young people."