The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

For the three Party Secretary Yang.

You can't feel it just by sitting at home and looking at the world.

When I really went out and traveled around, I realized how difficult it would be for a country person to get a firm foothold in another place.

What's more, he has established such a large company and operates in such a magnificent office building.

As Wu Yuan walked inside, Yang Zhishu became more and more stiff.

I always thought that my daughter-in-law's home, the Wu family's small building, or the courtyard in the capital, was a bit ridiculously luxurious, like the old wealthy landlords and wealthy families in the old society.

But compared with the inside of the company in front of me, that's nothing!

Not to mention anything else, in this company, in such a large area, the lights are on in broad daylight.

How much is the electricity bill at the end of the day?

In addition, there are decorative lamps in the hollow partitions, as well as desk lamps, computers, and various sizzling electrical appliances on each workstation.

This electricity bill is probably more expensive than the whole village put together.

Accountant Li, who was following behind, looked around but couldn't see clearly.

As he walked, he couldn't help but said: "If I were to work in an environment like this, I would be happy to stay in the company 24 hours a day."

Party Secretary Yang turned around and glared angrily: "Then how much electricity will you waste!"

Zhao Furen did not interfere in the discussion between the two. He just silently counted the number of heads within sight.

Converted to the number of militiamen in the village, it is almost equivalent to a reinforced company.

At this moment, Fan Bingbing came out of the vice president's office.

They are all from the countryside, and Fan Bingbing cannot escape this side.

After welcoming them out, he first said hello to the three elders, and then complained to Wu Yuan: "Boss, the old party secretary and the others are coming over for such a big thing, but you didn't say anything so that I could make arrangements in advance."

Wu Yuan smiled and said: "It happened in a hurry. I only notified them to come last night. How could I tell you in advance?"

Party Secretary Yang also said: "Xiao Fan, you don't need to worry about us old guys. We are here for business, not tourism."

Accountant Li and Zhao Furen echoed.

Fan Bingbing said no more and accompanied a few people into the general manager's office.

Then I asked a few people what they wanted to drink and went to prepare it myself.

After Fan Bingbing left, Party Secretary Yang walked directly to the floor-to-ceiling window of the office, looked into the distance, and suddenly felt that the world was vast.

Wu Yuan now opened a pack of Huazi and distributed them to Accountant Li and Director Zhao first. Then he walked behind his father-in-law and heard Party Secretary Yang sigh with emotion: "Xiao Yuan, the position you are in now is far from that of our gang." That’s beyond the reach of the old guy.”

After saying that, he took the Hua Zi handed over from Wu Yuan and lit a cigarette.

Wu Yuan took back the lighter, filled his mouth with more Huazi, then shook it out of habit and said: "Dad, no matter what position I am in, I am also your son-in-law, Luo Yan's husband."

Party Secretary Yang smiled heartily.

I saw a head protruding from the door of the office, and he hurriedly waved: "Zhu Laoliu, you are just living here, do you also work here?"

Zhu Liubiao came in with a smile and said: "Old Party Secretary, I asked you to guess correctly."

He walked up to Wu Yuan and stared at the Hua Zi in the master's hand with a shy face.

Wu Yuan directly stuffed the cigarettes and lighters into him.

Party Secretary Yang continued to joke: "Follow your master, and you will be asked to follow the chickens and dogs to heaven. Otherwise, you might still be at home pulling the old cow's tail!"

"Who says it's not the case!" Zhu Liubiao not only didn't take it seriously at all, but said proudly: "To tell you the truth, old party secretary, we even use computers now! That's high technology."

Yang Zhishu looked at Zhu Liu and pointed at Hua Zi and said: "Zhu Laoliu, who is Gou Ri, has used Gou Ri's high technology. If you tell your father, I might be able to walk sideways in the village."

While talking, Fan Bingbing came back and brought a pot of freshly brewed Qingming Qian Longjing tea.

Everyone also sat around the coffee table.

Wu Yuan sat on the single seat, and the third oldest one sat on the three-seat sofa. The other single-seat sofa was empty, but Zhu Liubiao didn't dare to sit on it. Instead, he pulled the chair opposite the master's desk and sat on it. With.

After Fan Bingbing poured tea for everyone one by one, she made an excuse and left.

Wu Yuan took a sip of tea and said, "Dad, was the journey here this time smooth?"

Party Secretary Yang slapped his thigh and said: "This trip out is much better than the previous trip to the north. Don't mention it, developed places are different. Especially this way, some rural areas in southern Jiangsu. They are also rural areas, what's the difference? It’s that big.”

As Party Secretary Yang said, he couldn't help but sigh and shake his head.

After all, he is an old party secretary. When he thinks about problems, he always looks at and compares the development of a village.

Wu Yuan consoled him: "When dad and you finish this trip, our village will have the foundation to compete with the rural areas in southern Jiangsu. By then, once the township and village enterprises develop, it will only be a matter of time to catch up."

Accountant Li sipped the tea, the more he drank, the more he wanted to drink it.

After all, this is tea from Boss Wu's house. It may be more expensive than wine, so it would be better to drink more.

Zhao Furen doesn't like drinking tea, but he just whips the huazi in his hand habitually.

After what Wu Yuan said, the topic returned to tonight's meeting.

Party Secretary Yang immediately asked: "The clue you found this time sounds more reliable than last time. I guess we don't need to spend so much effort on Fushun."

Wu Yuan waved his hands repeatedly and said: "That's definitely not necessary, dad. Having a strong relationship is one thing, but the business culture in the south is also different from that in the north. Anyway, you will know when the time comes."

Party Secretary Yang immediately made the decision: "Okay, tonight's meal at the hotel will be paid for from our village's hospitality fee."

"How can this be done!" Wu Yuan immediately objected: "Dad, you have come to my land, and I am entertaining you guys. Isn't it right? How can I ask you to pay from the village account? It is inappropriate!"

Accountant Li also advised Wu Yuan, after all, this was what happened in Fushun last time.

no problem.

Wu Yuan smiled and refilled Accountant Li's glass of water and said: "Uncle Li, last time I returned, this time is different. After all, you have come to my territory, and I asked you to spend money. If word spreads, I am still a fool in Shanghai with my face." Don’t want to hang out anymore?”

"Those who gossip, it doesn't matter whether you pay out of your own pocket or use the village account. They will only say that I am a big boss, but I don't even entertain a few fellow villagers. Do you believe it?"

Zhu Liubiao, who had been standing still, finally had some effect, and persuaded him: "Old Party Secretary, Accountant Li, just listen to Master."

Party Secretary Yang didn't seem to understand, but he also knew that it didn't make sense.

He simply changed the subject and asked, "How is Wen Yong's recovery going?"

Wu Yuan flicked the cigarette ashes and said, "It's good. Fourth sister is with me in the hospital. Half-year-old children have strong plasticity. As long as there is improvement in this operation, the child's mind will be much healthier."