MTL - The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter-Chapter 742 I thought you took the order, but it turned out that you missed it

  Chapter 742 thought you took over, but you missed it

  Wu Yuan took a look at this posture, took out another bag of Huazi, and now opened it to Qiao Wuye and continued: "According to this moving speed, it will take less than a week to complete the move, right?"

   Fifth Master Qiao took the cigarette, stared at him and said, "Moving for a week? Relocation has always been done quickly. According to the rules of the countryside, I'm afraid people will know. They move quietly in the middle of the night!"

  This is the truth.

After a pause, Mr. Qiao Wu continued: "The children don't understand, we have to understand. So I discussed with Xiao He and tried to complete the relocation within three days. After Tengda is built, it will be ready to move into the construction site. Clean and tidy, so you don’t have to go back and forth to call people back and forth.”

  Wu Yuan has no objection to this.

  He didn't pay much attention to these things.

  With the elder Qiao Wuye working on his behalf, he simply couldn't wish for it.

   It is even less likely to go beyond the sniper to act as a proxy, and personally command and deploy.

   That's not necessary.

   Save some energy, let's go back and play with the children in Jing'an Temple later, isn't it delicious?

  Very soon, six Jiefang vehicles, including the first Jiefang, started slowly amidst the sound of rumbling firecrackers, and left the Mandifi furniture factory for more than a year with thick smoke.

  Wait until Jiefang Daka disappeared into the dust, Wu Yuan and Qiao Wuye came to the reception room and stuffed a pack of smoke at the old well head: "It's hard for you to stand on the last shift here."

  Old Jingtou frowned and smiled: "Boss, Mr. Wu, that's the right thing to do! I went to the new factory secretly, and the conditions are really good. I even have a private room to sleep in!"

  Old Wellhead's happiness is so simple.

  After talking to Lao Jingtou, Wu Yuan was about to take Mr. Qiao Wu into the car and head straight to the new factory area.

   I saw an Audi parked at the dusty intersection.

  Wu Yuan can't understand the model of this car, it doesn't look like a serious imported car.

  But Wu Yuan recognized the figure standing beside the car.

  Following Fifth Master Qiao into the car, Wu Yuan said to Ma Mingchao: "Go to the front of Boss Tan's car and stop for a while."

   Ma Mingchao also keenly recognized Tan Dechun.

   With one kick of the accelerator, he parked steadily next to the Audi.

  Seeing Wu Yuan's car stopped, Tan Dechun stopped hiding, pushed the door and got out of the car, and said with a loud smile, "Boss Wu, don't come here!"

  Wu Yuan also took the initiative to extend his hand and said, "Boss Tan, it's a pleasure to meet you."

  The two of them gave in to each other for a while, but in the end it was Wu Yuan who did not resist Tan Dechun's push and pull, and took his Fu Rong Wang.

  Good guy, I just went to the south to do business for a year, and I am used to the taste of the south even for cigarettes.

  When the Furong King of the two clicked, Tan Dechun habitually followed the opening, exhaled a puff of smoke and said: "Boss Wu, even Song Gang has followed you, and your business is really big now!"

  Wu Yuan smiled and said: "Boss Tan has also done real business. Don't you know better than me how much scenery and hardships there are?"

   These words somewhat moved Tan Dechun.

  I am used to bragging nonsense and all kinds of Versailles bosses on weekdays. It is the first time I hear such real words, and I feel a little refreshed.

   It's no wonder that Song Gang is willing to work for him.

  Thanks to myself, I know the real age of Boss Wu.

  Otherwise, even if he is said to be in his thirties, Tan Dechun would not doubt it.

   It is really this extraordinary conversation, which is already unpretentious and back to basics.

When Tan Dechun was moved, he changed the subject: "It is said that in this Pudong development, the land can be used as money, and there will be some compensation for the demolition of the factory and the demolition of the residents. Boss Wu, you will definitely not take over the Songjiang furniture factory. deficit."

   This guy has been here several times, isn't he just going to say these nasty things to himself?

Wu Yuan sighed, but said: "How much can you make up for the area of ​​an acre of land? I can't wait a few years, and a skyscraper will rise from the ground with an acre of land. I will look back and look for it." Does the Pudong New Area government want money?"

   One conversation, even strikes.

   Directly blocked back what Tan Dechun had not said.

   Hearing that Tan Dechun regretted showing up today.

  Today’s trip is really redundant!

  After finishing one Fu Rong Wang, Wu Yuan declined the other party's next one, waved goodbye, went to Santana and left.

  Tan Dechun watched the silver Santana go away, and suddenly felt that his smuggled Audi was not as vigorous as the other Santana.

  Silver Santana was a cigarette late, but came first.

  Before the arrival of the six Jiefang trucks, they rushed to outflank them first.

  A moment later, when the leading car drove into the road at the gate of the factory area and entered the gate of the factory area, a 50,000-shot firecracker was lit again.

  Although there are no gongs and drums, the victory is the sound of firecrackers.

   Focus on one meaning.

  The six Jiefang trucks all drove into the factory, and there was no suspicion of being crowded.

  Compared with more than one mu of land, the gap between a factory building of more than 60 mu is huge.

  The carpenters who came here first saw this spacious and bright new factory building, and suddenly felt that they could not go back.

  I really don’t know how I survived the previous environment.

  Then six Jiefang trucks began to unload simultaneously, methodically.

  Wu Yuan saw that it was unnecessary to stay any longer, so he greeted Bao Jun and Fifth Master Qiao, got in the car and rushed back.

  Jing'an Temple is an ancient temple in the south of the Yangtze River with a long history, and Wu Yuan has never been to it in his previous life.

   After all, Shanghai locals, who has nothing to do to visit Jing'an Temple?

  It is said that foreign monks like to chant scriptures.

  This cannot be said in vain.

   But Liu Hui, the mother-in-law, couldn't hold back, and took the two children with her in a serious manner, worshiping east and west.

  Worships come and go, that's really not particular.

   Watching Wu Yuan mutter to his wife: "Is our mother really a high school culture?"

  Yang Luoyan said without doubting him: "To be precise, he should have graduated from junior high school and went to the countryside when he was in high school." After speaking, he asked, "What's wrong?"

  Seeing that his wife was serious, Wu Yuan quickly denied, "It's nothing."

  Although Liu Hui burns incense and worships Buddha, she is devout and covers everything, and she doesn't pull anyone.

   But when it was her turn to eat, she gave up the vegetarian food in the temple and ate outside.

  According to her, the two children are growing up and need nutrition.

   You can't deal with vegetarian food, not even a single meal.

   This is quite a double standard.

   But Wu Yuan doesn't care, he can eat anywhere.

   After lunch around Jing'an Temple, the sun gradually became hotter.

  Autumn Tiger's residual prestige began to wreak havoc again.

  A family, two cars, headed home and went straight to Siping Road.

  The rest of the day.

   is the real thing, stealing half a day's leisure.

  The two children took a bath and took a nap, and Liu Hui, who had finished worshiping the gods and Buddhas in the sky, also slept very peacefully.

   It left Wu Yuan and Yang Luoyan a lot of room for pillow talk.

  Yang Luoyan spoke softly, while Wu Yuan listened in a daze.

   No rhetoric, no eachother.

   Take the initiative, if you are willing to speak, I am willing to listen.

  (end of this chapter)