The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Since there is Wu Yuan's shadow in this matter, why do I still say der?

The young class has made an axe.

What procedures are required, what policies are attached to, I have to approve it myself first.

With this in mind, Bian Xiaosheng threw away the cigarette butt, stamped it out with his foot and said, "Excuse me, goodbye!"

On the way back, Bian Xiaosheng really lost his mind.

The silk reeling factory obviously lost to the furniture factory, but the crayfish industry that Wu Yuan casually pointed out seems to have far more prospects than the silk reeling factory.

This is very annoying.

So much so that the 28th rod was riding, and almost rode into the ditch on the side of the road.

If it wasn't for holding the small poplar tree beside the road to stop the figure, today's fun would be great.

Gathering his mind, Bian Xiaosheng turned his head to look in the direction of the furniture factory.

He always felt that Wu Yuan was watching over there, watching his own jokes.

In fact, no one saw his funny scene except Lao Su, who was watching the gate.

At this moment, Wu Yuan had already wandered to the sewing workshop.

Looking at a young girl full of vigor, isn't it better than watching a joke from an old gangster?

Today's sewing workshop, with the increase and expansion of furniture factory product categories, has differentiated into many product lines and processing groups.

From the original one workshop, it has expanded to the current two workshops.

Definitely a labor-intensive industry.

Of course, the equipped machines range from the original industrial sewing machines to automatic seaming machines, automatic hanging ironing machines...

Everything is available.

Xi Susu, who has grown up rapidly, is no longer the jerky girl who could blush for a long time because of her big breasts, but the director of the workshop.

Wu Yuan even felt that Xi Susu's growth rate was faster than his eldest niece.

Walk around and go back to the office.

Wu Yuan flipped through the roster of the furniture factory.

Indeed, there were many more people.

Not only the masters and female workers of the two major workshops, but also the personnel of the marketing department, the financial department, the administrative department and the security team.

The framework of the furniture factory has already begun to take shape.

It's just the right time.

With the guard of the second uncle Yang Guozhu, the furniture factory has put an end to the redundant staff like the old state-owned factories.

Management is also strict and in place.

In the past month, a young carpenter and a security team were expelled from the factory for trespassing in the female workers' dormitory area late at night.

Once discovered, there will be no mercy.

Anyway, Panpan Furniture Factory now has no worries about not being able to recruit people, and even some skilled workers from other counties and cities come here admiringly.

Just for a stable job with an income no less than that of a state-owned factory.

Just then, the phone on the desk rang.

When Wu Yuan picked it up, it was the voice of the fourth brother-in-law Zhong Zhentao.

"Fourth brother-in-law, why did you call?"

"Do you know about Xinzhuang Township Central Primary School?"

Wu Yuan frowned. I didn't know about the central primary school in your village when I went to school. Just as I was about to answer, my heart suddenly moved. Could it be the central primary school where Mr. Song was a substitute teacher?

So he couldn't wait to ask: "I don't know, what happened to Mr. Song?"

Zhong Zhentao hummed and said, "She sued the dean, saying that the dean intended to misbehave against her on the grounds that she was enrolled."

No wonder Song Chunhong went home with his broken bicycle in the middle of the night.

After Wu Yuan read it, he immediately said, "Fourth brother-in-law, watch out for me, the gentle scum of the director! If Teacher Song doesn't deal with this matter, other female teachers will suffer in the future."

"Since you said it, I will do my best." Zhong Zhentao said solemnly, and then relaxed again: "It seems that the rumor that Teacher Song likes you is true."

Wu Yuan laughed and said, "Fourth brother-in-law, stop joking. Teacher Song will soon become the teacher of our village's primary school. Teachers in our village can't suffer, not at all!"

Zhong Zhentao said: "Okay, I'll go and have a look."

What background, dare to bully our village teacher?

After hanging up the phone, Wu Yuan laughed back angrily.

Since this gentle scum bumped into him by himself, he didn't mind playing around and let Mr. Song support him.

Don't they all say that there is a radish and a pit?

Thinking of this, Wu Yuan subconsciously picked up the phone and called the county government.

After thinking about it, it seems a bit overkill.

In this dazed effort, the phone rang again.

Wu Yuan picked it up and heard it was the third sister Wu Xiuhua's voice.

"Your third brother-in-law asked you to come to my house for dinner tonight, and the children miss you too. Ever since I ate the lobster you brought, I have been thinking of you as an old uncle, who is closer than their father."

Nothing about Xinzhuang Township was mentioned inside or outside the words.

But Wu Yuan estimated that Zhong Zhentao must have called the third sister's house to get angry.

So he agreed and said, "Okay, I'll go there as soon as I get off work."

Then Wu Yuan called his daughter-in-law and talked about going to the third sister's house for dinner at night.

Then, without waiting to get off work, I rode a 28-bar to the county, bought a bunch of bananas, and took ten catties of apples with me.

Unsteadily arrived at the third sister's house.

Regardless of past and present lives, Wu Yuan was the least burdened whenever he came back to Third Sister's house.

It was as if the third sister's house had become his second home after his parents left.

Wu Xiuhua was in the yard, holding a dustpan, picking soybeans.

As soon as he saw Yaodi coming, he immediately saw the bulging nylon bag tied on the back seat, "Come on, come on, what are you spending money on?"

In this regard, Wu Yuan is also confident: "Bring me food for my nephew and niece, what are you in a hurry for?"

He said and took out the fruit: "The children are growing up, so it's good to eat more fruit."

In fact, you should drink more milk.

But Beigang's condition is not yet met.

A milk factory cannot be supplied by the county, let alone the countryside.

After placing the fruit on the altar table in the main room, Wu Yuan took a chair and went to the yard to sit next to Third Sister.

Seeing that it was still early, Wu Xiuhua continued to choose the soybeans in the dustpan.

Wu Yuan asked bluntly: "Third sister, did the fourth brother-in-law call you?"

Wu Xiuhua didn't hide anything: "It should be your third brother-in-law who called, and didn't tell me anything about it. Do you know?"

"Well, it's probably Mr. Song's business."

So Wu Yuan told about Song Chunhong, after Wu Xiuhua listened, he put down the dustpan, gritted his teeth and cursed: "This god damn director, how can there be such a bastard?"

It seems that after raising Feiyan, the third sister became more and more intolerable for this kind of thing.

Hearing this, Wu Yuan quickly persuaded: "Third sister, take it easy, don't be too angry."

Wu Xiuhua slowed down for a while, then picked up the dustpan again and said, "Brother Yao, tell me honestly, nothing happened between you and Teacher Song that night, right?"

Wu Yuan couldn't help but applaud.

Just now, I just incidentally mentioned the matter of 'I saw Mr. Song came back in a hurry that night', and the third sister can think of this level.