The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Chapter 1147 The road also turns around, you have to ask for help when you turn around

 Good fellow, there is indeed no shortage of understanding people in this world.

 At least Manager Chen is like this, even half a sensible person.

Even so, Wu Yuan could only refuse to admit it and said: "Manager Chen, you are exaggerating. If the earth is missing, everyone will follow suit. How can there be any projects that I have to do?"

That’s all.

Chen Ya also understood Wu Yuan's attitude.

 He immediately drank the tea in the teacup, stood up and said, "Boss Wu, I took the liberty today."

Wu Yuan shook the other person's hand and said: "It doesn't matter. Manager Chen is just too concerned about the Asian Games Village project."

 Chen Ya let out a long sigh, turned around and left.

 What can he do?

 This matter is not within his control at any level.

Even if the deal cannot be sold in the end and it falls into the hands of Beichen Real Estate, a new official will be sent to take over.

 It is not his turn to have the final say.

After seeing Chen Ya off, Wu Yuan went out for a walk.

 When I returned to the alley in the evening, I happened to catch up with the golden nanmu in Hua Niang’s yard being pulled away.

 The car was followed by Gao Fei from Panpan Office.

 Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Wu Yuan found it hard to believe that it had been four days since he arrived in the capital.

 March 8, Women’s Day, the sky was gloomy, but there was no time for the clouds to clear and the sun to rise.

 Wu Yuan was about to get off work. He packed his handbag and mobile phone and was about to go downstairs.

 As a result, Zhang Baifa came in a hurry and was blocked at the entrance of the stairs.

“Hey, Mayor Zhang, why are you here?”

Zhang Baifa was about to speak but sighed first: "Boss Wu, I don't even know how to talk to you like this!"

Wu Yuan pulled Zhang Baifa downstairs and said, "Mayor Zhang, you can do whatever you want to say. We are all carpenters, so why can't we talk smoothly?"

In fact, Wu Yuan could guess Zhang Baifa's intention with his toes.

But he didn't take the initiative to make it clear, so he waited for Zhang Baifa to speak and begged himself.

 Doing this is not to say that Wu Yuan enjoys the feeling of being begged, but it is a gesture that must be made as the Asian Games Village project progresses to this day.

 For Zhang Baifa, an old carpenter, this does not matter.

As long as the Asian Games Village project can be substantially implemented and promoted.

 Don't say it was him who begged, even if it was more extreme.

So Wu Yuan made even more extreme demands.

Took Zhang Baifa directly to the Asian Games Village Hotel next door, opened a table, and finally asked Zhang Baifa to sign for the entertainment fee.

 As for what we talked about during the dinner, or how we talked about it, it doesn’t matter.

 The most important thing is to make this news public and spread the government's attitude.

When I walked out of the Asian Games Village Hotel, the sky was still gray, neither black nor transparent.

 Zhang Baifa took a deep breath.

 Because to him, this is equivalent to the clouds opening and the sun rising.

Wu Yuan returned to the courtyard, entered his courtyard first, and then went directly from the backyard to Yan Ruqing's courtyard.

 Looked around but couldn't find anyone.

 Could it be that you are taking a shower again?

Wu Yuan simply walked to the door of the bathroom suite connected to the east wing, leaned against the door frame, and reported to Yan Ruqing.

After struggling for so long, the dust has finally settled.

Wu Yuan kept pouring out the words without stopping, regardless of whether anyone inside responded.

Until a voice came from the bedroom door, interrupting: "Who are you standing there talking to?" Wu Yuan looked back and realized that Yan Ruqing had just returned from outside.

There is no one in this bathroom suite at all.

Wu Yuan is not embarrassed at all.

Grinning, he reported the good news to Yan Ruqing: "Sister Yan, Zhang Baifa came to the door. The matter is finally settled."

Yan Ruqing didn't seem surprised at all. She took off her coat, revealed her beautiful back and said, "I have received the news a long time ago. Zhang Baifa was knocked out of a meal by you. I'm afraid half of the people in BJ City know about it."

 This is a bit of an exaggeration.

 But among the people who are paying attention to the Asian Games Village project, there are some people who have spread the news so quickly.

Wu Yuan came over triumphantly and passed by Yan Ruqing.

That tall and mighty masculine aura, coupled with the contagious emotions exuded when he was happy, made Yan Ruqing feel shaken.

“Sister Yan, whatever you want to eat, I’ll make it for you.”

Yan Ruqing calmed down and said, "I'll eat whatever you do."

Then he pushed Wu Yuan out of the door: "Go, let's go, I'll take a shower and change clothes first."

 In a blink of an eye, Wu Yuan was outside the door.

He felt that Yan Ruqing's mood seemed a little wrong today.

Then let’s have a dinner with high emotional value.

So, by the time Yan Ruqing finished taking a shower and changed into loose and comfortable home clothes, Wu Yuan had already prepared a candlelight dinner of steak and salad on the small dining table next to the kitchen.

 This somewhat pleased and surprised Yan Ruqing.

That steak was given to her from Lao Mo’s purchasing channel.

 The average family these days cannot afford it.

Of course, this ordinary family refers to the ordinary family mentioned by Yan Ruqing, which naturally includes Wu Yuan and others.

But looking at the quality and presentation of the steak, it looked quite decent, and it didn’t look like it was the first time I cooked it.

Yan Ruqing's heart moved. At that time, she felt that this guy Wu Yuan had learned it specially for himself.

Wu Yuan could not have imagined how lethal it would be to use the steak-frying skills that he had rarely used in his previous life.

  He rubbed his hands and said rather anxiously: "Sister Yan, according to your request at Lao Mo's last time, it's six mature."

Faced with all this, Yan Ruqing suddenly felt that her clothes had been changed a bit hastily.

 “When did you learn these?”

“I haven’t learned much,” Wu Yuan blurted out. After finishing speaking, he realized that he was a little confused and said, “Isn’t this something you can do with your hands?”

This is indeed a bit Versailles, but it doesn't sound too wrong.

Then Wu Yuan pushed Yan Ruqing on the seat, sat down opposite him, and opened the red wine familiarly.

 Pour it into a goblet with a splash.

As the scarlet wine slid into the cup, Yan Ruqing's heart was shaken.

If it weren't for something strange today, Yan Ruqing would really have the urge to have a baby with this guy.

He held up the goblet with his slender fingers and slowly swayed it to sober up the wine.

 The same movements, when performed by Yan Ruqing, appear elegant, quiet and pleasing to the eye.

Wu Yuan simply pushed his own glass over and said, "Sister Yan, you look so good when you sober up. You might as well sober up this glass too."

Yan Ruqing moved her slender fingers skillfully.

At the same time, he poured out the doubts in his heart: "Look at how happy you are. You seem to be more happy to take over the mess of the Asian Games Village project than to make such a big sum of money in Xiangjiang?"

“I would like to remind you that this Asian Games Village project not only operates a cycle factory, but also works hard. In the end, you may not earn more than you earned in half a year in Xiangjiang.”

While speaking, Yan Ruqing pushed the goblet over, which was almost awake, and her beautiful eyes were waiting for Wu Yuan's next words.

 (End of this chapter)