The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

 Bian Xiaosheng, who left after the celebration, felt quite regretful on the way back.

Obviously he holds the trump card of Liyuan Village, but why did he end up in this situation?

Now even if you are shy and go up the pole to find Wu Yuan to repair the relationship, I am afraid it will be thankless.

 Unless there is any other opportunity or method.

 After the celebration, time has entered February, and the New Year's Eve is getting closer.

Yang Chenyu took the bidding plan and a publicity budget of 10 million, and headed north to the capital.

In the factory, at the end of the new year, all the matters of welcoming and sending people, eating and drinking all fell to my second uncle Yang Guozhu.

  No matter whether you are a supplier, a distributor, or an agent, you must take advantage of the new year to build relationships.

 How to pull it?

  Nature is all in the wine.

 Sometimes when the dinner was scheduled to be held in the factory cafeteria, Wu Yuan had not yet taken him there temporarily and drank two glasses of wine to show his respect.

However, Wu Yuan would accept the invitation at the county guest house or an outside restaurant as he could.

 Go home in the evening.

Fourth sister Wu Fanghua and fourth brother-in-law Zhong Zhentao came over and brought a lot of new year's goods.

 Sure enough, they had the same idea as the third sister.

Wu Yuan opened the door and got out of the car, and saw his fourth brother-in-law Zhong Zhentao coming up to him with smoke scattered.

After taking the cigarette, the two of them nodded and took a nice puff.

 Let’s walk into the yard together.

The drama queen Zhong Wenya was standing in front of the New Year gifts sent by her family, with a proud look on her face. Of course, this pride was directed at her old enemy Xiong Feiyan.

Xiong Feiyan realized that she had miscalculated.

She forgot to show off that day, and now the New Year’s gifts sent by her family have long been put in the garage.

 Even I can’t remember clearly.

If you want to set up a stage to show off, you can't do it.

Wu Yuan looked at these New Year's goods and said casually to Zhong Zhentao: "Fourth brother-in-law, why do we have to do this between us? With these New Year's goods, you can use the connections and favors from the higher-ups in the village, that's fine. "

Zhong Zhentao pondered for a moment and then said: "Brother, to be honest, Xiaoyong's affairs are more important than my personal future. Xiaoyong's leg must be cured at the earliest, next year at the earliest, and to save you, Fourth Sister. I'm so restless that I can't sleep."

 Good guy, one conversation brought Zhong Wenyong and the fourth sister together, and he was completely fooled.

Wu Yuan didn’t have much to say.

Zhong Zhentao, on the other hand, continued: "And I also heard what he said about Zhenyuan. You gave him this opportunity, and he is grateful to you for your cultivation from the bottom of his heart."

Wu Yuan waved his hand and squatted down with his fourth brother-in-law under the eaves of the small building.

No need to go inside and puff up second-hand smoke to a bunch of kids.

At this moment, Wu Fanghua, who had been busy talking, came over and said, "Brother, do you know Secretary Jiang from Xinzhuang Township?"

 At the level of Wu Yuan and Secretary Lao Jiang, even if you don’t know him, you have heard about it.

 Plus, it doesn’t matter who asked this.

 It is not simply a matter of recognition or not.

 It is related to the other party’s subsequent problems and whether they can speak out.

Wu Yuan hummed, non-committal, and was waiting for the fourth sister's next step when he was interrupted by the fourth brother-in-law Zhong Zhentao: "Okay, go and get busy. Don't meddle in the affairs of the gentlemen."

Wu Yuandao didn’t take it seriously either.

 As a result, Zhong Zhentao never mentioned this matter again in the subsequent conversation, and later when we had dinner and talked together.

 At dinner.

 The fourth brother-in-law was led by his father-in-law to talk a lot about the development of the village.

Of course, most of the time, it was my father-in-law Yang Zhishu who was talking, eloquently and eloquently.

It can be seen that the old party secretary is holding back his energy and preparing to do something big with the establishment of the Investment and Development Committee. Zhong Zhentao is lying if he says he is not envious.

After all, if you don’t find connections to move up the ladder, you can only pave the way for your future by making the whole village rich.

Moreover, this route is actually the slowest and most unstable.

 But there is no other way, he has no choice now.

 After dinner, Zhong Zhentao took his fourth sister Wu Fanghua and left with a heavy heart.

Zhong Wenqiang and Zhong Wenya breathed a sigh of relief and were grateful that they could happily spend a few more days at their uncle's house.

 But it’s actually only a few days away.

 Because the next day is February 2, the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Wu Yuan was inspecting the female worker workshop of Panpan Furniture Factory when he saw Sang from the administrative department rushing over and saying in a panting voice: "Boss, Secretary Bian is here."

Wu Yuan was a little unbelievable and confirmed: "Bian Xiaosheng?"

Sang Yu nodded hastily, and then his eyes fell on the female workshop director, with an envious look on his face.

He is truly so generous that even women envy him.

No wonder the boss loves to visit the female workers’ workshop.

Wu Yuan didn't know about Sang Yu's slander. He was frowning and thinking: "Why is he here?"

 Then he walked out while talking.

Sang Yu withdrew his gaze from Xi Susu, turned around and quickly followed.

Back to the factory director's office, Bian Xiaosheng had already been standing waiting in the room, with the cigarettes ready in hand.

Even though I was murmuring in my heart, I still had to show all my enthusiasm when I met Wu Yuan.

“Secretary Bian, what brought you here?”

“How can I slap you? After all, it’s you who came to my side. Come on, slap me, slap me?”

 In the end, Bian Xiaosheng was a rare follower of good deeds and said, "Then I'll borrow Boss Wu's credit."

After Sang Yu followed him in, he took the initiative to carry a pot to make tea.

 Leaving his boss and Bian Xiaosheng together, he nodded his head and then sat down.

After exhaling a puff of smoke, before Wu Yuan could speak, Bian Xiaosheng took the initiative and said: "Boss Wu, I made a lot of mistakes in the past. Please forgive me."

 Wu Yuan immediately said: "Secretary Bian, what are you talking about?"

“Even if we have some conflicts or differences, they are differences in development concepts and have nothing to do with personal feelings.”

Bian Xiaosheng nodded solemnly and said, "Yes! But I have to admit that Boss Wu is far ahead of me in terms of development concepts."

“I think back when I unveiled Xingwang Furniture, the factory was just a small workshop.”

“Now it has become a high-quality brand and is selling well all over the country.”

Hearing this, Wu Yuan was somewhat moved.

Bian Xiaosheng was able to say this, which was a rare expression of weakness and goodwill.

 After all, he is an official figure. When it comes to this job, what else do you want from him?

 If Bian Xiaosheng was really that kind of extreme person who acted according to the prevailing circumstances, Wu Yuan thought to himself, he would probably be even more disgusted and distanced from him.

But then again.

Bian Xiaosheng has not been here for a long time.

Now he took the initiative to come here just to talk about this. Wu Yuan looked at Bian Xiaosheng's retreating back and was puzzled.

 This is strange.

Just before leaving get off work, Wu Yuan received a call from his fourth brother-in-law Zhong Zhentao.

“Brother Yao, Secretary Jiang came to talk to me today and planned to propose that I be the deputy township head. I heard that Secretary Bian from your township also talked about it.” Although Zhong Zhentao was excited, he still spoke concisely and to the point.