The Rebirth of 88 Begins with a Carpenter

Chapter 387 Although I Can't Understand It, But I'm Shocked
Sarah's obsessive concentration.

I didn't know, I thought she was a professional in selling coffee machines.

On the other side, Wu Yuan sat down on the Fendi sofa, opened the contract page by page, and read the content line by line.

Looking at the whole article, there is really nothing wrong with it.

The content of this contract is obviously more generous than the one signed by Mandifei and Bai Junran, and the profit margin is a little bigger.

Otherwise, I am sorry for this strategic determination to enter the national high-end market.

While he was thinking, he suddenly heard a strong fragrance coming from him.

Looking up, Sarah was holding two cups of hot coffee and asked, "How do you see, Mr. Wu?"

Immediately, there was no lack of anticipation: "I hope these two cups of coffee can start a good cooperation between us."

Look, this big foreigner has said so much about his expectations and happiness, it is unbearable to refuse.

But there is really no reason to refuse.

So much so that the company was filled with the aroma of coffee all morning.

Ms. Wen emphasized: "It's not just about this, the main thing is that the head of the house has a friend who also bought it with us. He gave the villa to a boss surnamed Ying to renovate, saying that the decoration is very good. My head of the house is a little tempted. "

Wu Yuan also greeted him from the office and said, "Sister Wen, I thought you forgot the face of my small company."

A few girls were left, chattering and fiddling with the coffee machine that Sara had brought.

Wu Yuan nodded, and heard Ms. Wen continue: "Actually, I wanted to come to you just after Chinese New Year."

"But after I went to see it, I couldn't understand it. I felt that the boss pretended to be playing with a puzzle like a child. Part of it seemed to have a sense of design, but the overall look was very severe."

While excited, he saw Wu Yuan put down the coffee, then turned to ask the female translator why,

"Xiao Wu, it's about the villa at home."

Fan Bingbing was stunned for a moment, then recognized her immediately and said, "Sister Wen, I haven't seen you for a long time, please come in."

Hearing this, Wu Yuan didn't even dare to taste it: "Could it be cat poop coffee?"

When Sarah heard it, "This is not cat poop coffee. If you want to drink it, I will bring it to you next time."

It turned out that things still had twists and turns.

"right?"

At this time, a graceful and luxurious woman opened the door and entered.

Besides, if these ten villas are really won, Fendi Furniture and Mandifi Furniture will be able to sell a lot of goods.

No amount of eye cream can cover it.

However, the decoration of a mere villa is not that important to Wu Yuan and Tengda, it is indispensable.

The aroma lingers for a long time.

I can't understand the contract in English and Italian, as well as the specific terms of the Chinese contract, but I am shocked by the amount of US dollars on the contract.

"That's right!" Ms. Wen shared the same feeling. "So I am very firm and firmly disagree. The head of the family can't help it. Promise me to invite you to take a look and try out a plan first."

One villa is naturally not at the same level of attractiveness as ten villas.

But Wu Yuan felt that it was more reliable to sign these six contracts.

So Sarah left slightly disappointed.

The short-haired female translator ran over to explain, and Sara replied, "I brought this from Singapore, try it."

After sending Sara away, Wu Yuan asked Fan Bingbing to file and keep these contracts, and ask her to check them out when Huang Qiya came back.

After lunch, Wu Yuan was so smoked that he didn't feel sleepy, so he continued to focus on the picture.

I thought I had found a bosom friend, and I was no longer dealing with a Chinese bumpkin.

Wu Yuan echoed, "Aren't you going abroad? Your business is more important."

In fact, he hasn't thought about it yet.

"Really? Did you see it?" Under Wu Yuan's arrangement, Ms. Wen went into the office and sat down on the sofa.

The short-haired female translator came back, and Wu Yuan said sternly: "Cat poop coffee, I don't drink it! NO!"

Ms. Wen countered directly: "As long as you still remember me as an old sister."

"Sister Wen is not old," Wu Yuan flatly denied, "Sister Wen is younger than last year, do you have any secrets to take care of yourself?"

So Wu Yuan said without hesitation: "Miss Wen, don't worry, my design and storage make your husband have nothing to say and is impeccable. To tell you the truth, now even Italy and the Egyptian consulate are looking for my company to decorate. They took a fancy to our excellent design capabilities."

Wu Yuan turned it over to Ms. Wen and said, "Miss Wen, look at the contract in Chinese, English and Italian."

As soon as I finished my work, I went back to the office to continue drawing.

Only then did Wu Yuan pick it up again, and clinked glasses with Sara who took the initiative to come over, and then had a drink or two, which was no different from Joffrey's American style.

This serves multiple purposes.

Sara sat down as close to Wu Yuan as possible, trying to use his masculine aura to make herself forget the fact that her partner is a farmer entrepreneur.

Sarah is very pleasant.

"No, the skin is more delicate and shiny."

So he happily took the coffee, and Wu Yuan brought it to his mouth, then stopped and asked, "Where are these coffee beans from?"

However, Wu Yuan was not used to her and said: "The secrets of heaven must not be revealed."

Now Wu Yuan is excited.

With a smile, the boss's words were in vain.

Unexpectedly, Sarah asked excitedly, "You also know cat poop coffee?"

This is the ritual she used to achieve cooperation with others.

But don't laugh.

"I'll just say it!" Wu Yuan clapped his hands.

It's a pity that Huang Qiya is not here today, otherwise I would have read the contract on the spot to find out the possible hidden problems.

"To tell you the truth, I just went on a trip, and by the way, I did a little maintenance in a foreign beauty salon."

Ms. Wen flipped through it. Although she couldn't understand it, she was greatly shocked.

But Ms. Wen's next sentence made Wu Yuan excited: "Don't worry, if you pretend well and satisfy the master, he will introduce you to all his friends' villas. There are at least a dozen of them!"

At this time, Fan Bingbing handed over the filing contracts.

Wu Yuan pondered and said: "Sister Wen, you are right. It's not that I underestimate Sister Wen's husband. In terms of house decoration and dressing, men are not as good as women. They are born."

Ms. Wen is a VIP customer of the company, and even the boss attaches great importance to it.

After signing the contract, Sarah hurriedly asked: "So, dear Wu, what are you going to do?"

Even Fan Bingbing couldn't help laughing.

It's just that compared with years ago, Ms. Wen has more crow's feet around the corners of her eyes.

With my husband's status, it can't be decorated worse than the consulate, right?
With comparison in mind, there is care.

So he got up directly and said, "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go and see for yourself, should you get in my car or?"

Wu Yuan looked at the all-imported Audi 100, without looking at his own Santana, and said, "Then I'll be in the shoes of Miss Wen."

Even so, Ma Mingchao still drove the Santana and followed behind.

(End of this chapter)