MTL - The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter-Chapter 846 Ambition is not afraid, lying down is helpless

  Chapter 846 Ambition is not afraid, lying down is helpless

  The work before leaving is always complicated.

   Even so, when the lights of the capital came on again, Wu Yuan still set foot on the return journey as he wished.

  As a veteran who used to follow the cute line, now he is the director and supervisor, and Zou Ning is in charge of his own side. It is rare for Zou Ning to let go of his guard and show his cute side.

  Even Meng Yao's scenes were taken away.

   He could only stare blankly at Zou Ning, and sent his boss out the door, downstairs, and in front of the car.

  In contrast, Song Xian from Panpan's office doesn't have this trouble.

  He only needed to rely on one reason for practicing the car, and he could follow Wu Yuan into the car as he wished, and sit side by side in the back.

   The driver is naturally Ma Mingchao, to ensure that the journey to the train station is safe.

  The co-pilot was Gao Fei, in order to **** Song Xian on the return journey.

  Song Xian dreamed of getting such a chance to get in touch with his boss at close range.

  Talk about the hardships and difficulties of the past six months, even if you can't immediately realize the credit, at least you can win some sympathy.

   As a result, the car was driving, but he fell asleep in the back row first.

   And unknowingly leaned his head on the shoulder of his own boss.

   Gao Fei on the co-pilot looked embarrassed, but he couldn't wake him up.

  I can only explain to Wu Yuan with apology: "Boss, there have been a lot of things in Panpan's office recently, the director..."

  Wu Yuan didn't let him finish, and continued: "Everyone in the furniture factory has worked hard recently, I understand."

   Song Xian slept soundly after sleeping.

   I was so down-to-earth that I didn't wake up full of ideas until the Mercedes-Benz arrived at the train station.

  But this waking up is better than not waking up.

   Not only did he not seize the opportunity to talk to the boss, but he said something for Zou Ning: "Boss, there are two boxes of Dongxinglou mooncakes in the back of the car, which Director Zou specially left for you."

  This girl is not in vain.

  After distributing benefits to employees and masters, I still know to keep two boxes for myself.

  Wu Yuan heard this, and that's how he felt.

   Not adulterated at all.

  But because of this, Song Xiancai opened and closed his mouth so anxiously that he was about to convulse, and he couldn't speak.

  Until Wu Yuan slapped him on the shoulder and said: "Okay, don't say anything. Work hard, there are many opportunities in the capital. When I come back next time, let's make a big deal together!"

  Although I don’t know what’s the big deal, but this sounds very exciting, doesn’t it?

  So Song Xian nodded his head as soon as he got excited.

   So much so that he didn't even give the boss a cigarette before parting.

   After Wu Yuan caught up with Ma Mingchao who was carrying the luggage, Song Xian slapped his head: "What's wrong with me?"

  Gao Fei didn't know whether it was comforting, or he said to his heart: "Director, you may have fallen asleep..."

  BJ is the starting station, and the passengers boarding together tend to be more chatty than the passengers getting up halfway.

  Even soft sleepers.

  Wu Yuan and Ma Mingchao were still in the same carriage this time.

  But he was in the same room with two other chattering little girls.

  Somewhat noisy.

   And listening to the two little girls chirping and sharing, they came here specially to watch the Asian Games.

   Fortunately, although the little girl who was traveling with her was noisy, she had a pleasant voice.

   When the train left the border of the capital, the night gradually deepened, and the two of them stopped.

  At two o'clock at night, the train arrived at Pengcheng Station.

  Wu Yuan and Ma Mingchao got out of the car lightly, and the two little girls in the car didn't wake up.

  After exiting the station.

  Seeing a crouched figure stand up at the base of the wall and greet him.

   This person is none other than Lu Yuanchao.

   It was still a bit chilly in the middle of the night near the Mid-Autumn Festival.

  As soon as Lu Yuanchao came over, Wu Yuan let go of Huazi first and said, "Smoke a cigarette first to warm up your body."

  Lu Yuanchao was the only one stunned, he was preoccupied with picking up the car.

   So much so that I even forgot to smoke when we met.

  But the boss knows that it's not easy for him to stay here in the middle of the night, so that's enough.

  The three of them gathered together and nodded to Hua Zi.

  Lu Yuanchao then said: "Boss, I have taken care of the people who pick up the car, and it's hard to stay until now. Let's go there quickly, after picking up the car, they have to go back to catch up on sleep."

  Wu Yuan said: "Yi Chao, thank you for your hard work."

  Lu Yuanchao grinned, "It's nothing, just a little thing."

   Originally, it was impossible to lift large cargo at night, especially a luxury car like Bentley Mulsanne.

   After all, the gentlemen at the train station are so honorable, how can they stay up late next to each other?

  Thanks to Lu Yuanchao's invitation to dinner and the delivery of cigarettes and wine, the joints were opened.

  So the next process of picking up the car went smoothly.

   After all, Ma Mingchao has all the procedures in hand, and once the seal is stamped, it's over.

  For the sake of it, by the time the car was picked up, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

   Ma Mingchao stuffed the luggage into the car.

   After stuffing, he found that besides his boss had already boarded the car, his old comrade-in-arms Lu Yuanchao was still standing beside the car shaking his legs.

   "Get in the car, what are you doing?"

  Lu Yuanchao shook his head: "I won't go? I came here by motorcycle."

  Hearing Ma Mingchao's face full of hatred for iron and steel: "It's a rare opportunity to ride in a four- to five-million-dollar luxury car, and you let it go to waste. Tell me what to say to you!"

  Wu Yuan poked his head out of the car window and said, "Yuanchao, do a good job. Wouldn't it be nice to buy one yourself in the future?"

   These words are not only a relief to Lu Yuanchao, but also quite encouraging.

   But it just makes people feel unrealistic.

   But Wu Yuan quickly added: "But what the Ming Dynasty said is correct, if you do this kind of thing in the future, don't come by yourself. It's late at night, and we'll send you back. How good it is."

  Lu Yuanchao also gradually became cheerful: "Boss, I will definitely do it next time."

  In fact, people are sometimes like this, and it is not too much and high requirements.

  It is enough to feel known, recognized, and cared about by others.

   Even so, Wu Yuan still turned his head and winked at Ma Mingchao.

  Ma Mingchao immediately reopened the trunk and took two Huazi for his old comrades.

  Lu Yuanchao insisted not to.

  Until Wu Yuan opened his mouth and said: "Accept it, and aid North Korea."

   This has to be accepted.

   Subordinates who do their best to do things for him, Wu Yuan naturally can't let them pay.

   Watching the tail lights of the Bentley Mulsanne disappear into the night.

  Lu Yuanchao took a deep breath and rubbed his tired face.

  Just a wood processing factory in the village, the designation is not enough to satisfy his current pursuit.

  I heard that the boss came back last time and intends to invest in some new factories and projects in Pengcheng.

  He felt that this could be his opportunity, so he naturally had to perform well and work hard without complaint.

   It is not difficult for Wu Yuan to guess Lu Yuanchao's thoughts.

  In fact, it is easier to control and drive subordinates with such ambitions.

  So he doesn't shy away from this kind of pursuit and self-motivation.

   On the contrary, it is the kind of people who take the initiative to lie flat, which makes people really strenuous and helpless.

  (end of this chapter)