The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter
Chapter 240: You are worried about not being able to sell, I am worried about not being able to sel
The snow is gone, the ground is dry, and the temperature has hit a new low.
The roadside is freezing hard.
Woke up early in the morning, and the mountains and plains were covered with a layer of hoarfrost. Those who didn’t know it thought it was snowing.
The hardened roads in the workshop of Panpan Furniture Factory are completely impossible to do.
Fortunately, it does not hinder the progress inside the factory building.
In addition, the factory is equipped with a special boiler room, which not only supplies heating but also provides hot water.
Old Su, the concierge, will take care of it first, and find a special person to look after the factory is put into use later.
So the internal progress of the plant will not be affected at all.
It's time to paint and paint, it's time to putty and putty.
Wu Yuan walked around with his second uncle Yang Guozhu, and he knew what he knew.
Leaving Panpan Furniture Factory, Wu Yuan specifically asked Ma Mingchao to go around to the construction site of the silk reeling factory.
As a result, the progress of Panpan Furniture Factory is at least half slower than that of Panpan Furniture Factory.
According to this speed, if the factory cannot be built, it will have to suffer a blister first.
If there is a chance, I have to remind Bian Xiaosheng.
On the way back, Wu Yuan made a detour to the Xiangli Water Conservancy Station.
Seeing that the third brother-in-law Xiong Gang was so busy, he didn't plan to stay any longer.
In the end, Xiong Gang specially stayed behind, waiting for him to have lunch together.
Wu Yuan saw that it was indeed almost lunch time.
Yang Luoyan doesn't go back to eat, and he goes back to eat alone, which is not interesting.
Wait until 11:40, Xiong Gang finally pulled out, touched Wu Yuan and walked out: "Let's go to Xu's Restaurant."
Wu Yuan was also curious: "Anyone in the village dares to open a restaurant again?"
Xiong just lit a cigarette, puffed his mouth and said, "This thing has existed since ancient times. Can it be eliminated by rectifying it? Isn't it just that wild fires can't burn out, and spring wind blows and regenerates?"
Wu Yuan stomped his feet and said: "Or it can be said that, like leeks, one crop after another."
Xiong Gang was taken aback, "Your vision is poisonous."
Immediately, he didn't want to talk too much on this topic, so he directly transferred: "Old Fan is back, do you know?"
Wu Yuan shook his head, "I really don't know about that."
During these days, when Fan Bingbing called and asked for instructions on company affairs, she never heard of it.
The results said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.
When the two of them were chatting and walking to the entrance of Xu's Restaurant, they just caught up with Lao Fan showing his face from the old facade of Fan's Restaurant opposite.
A road, five or six meters wide, plus the open space at the entrance of the two houses, is fifteen or six meters high.
Can't even hide.
Xiong Gang greeted immediately: "Boss Fan!"
While talking, the two crossed the road and went straight to Fan Weimin.
After all, he was someone who had been in the cell for more than half a year. When Fan Weimin saw the two of them coming over, how could he still have the cheerful manner of talking and laughing in the past?
Look left and right, looking sneaky and ashamed to see people.
It is distressing to be afraid of people.
After taking Xiong Gang's cigarette, he took it carefully with both hands.
Wu Yuan took advantage of the situation to get angry at him, and his waist was about to bend to an angle so humble that it was buried in the dust.
However, this is already the greatest acceptance he can express towards society.
When Wu Yuan and Xiong Gang wanted to take him to the opposite Xu's restaurant for dinner, Lao Fan said nothing and didn't move.
Until the old Fan’s daughter-in-law came out with a dustpan in her hand and said, “Boss Wu, Station Master Xiong, thank you for your kindness. He won’t go, so don’t make things difficult for him.”
Xiong Gang said a few more words of encouragement before leaving.
Arriving at Xujia Restaurant, the two asked for a table and ordered four dishes and one soup.
Put a pot of rice on and start eating.
After taking the first bite of Chao Qian Zhang, Wu Yuan frowned: "This skill is not even worthy of cutting vegetables for Lao Fan."
Xiong Gang planed quickly, "Old Fan cooks deliciously, but look at him like that, can he go back to his old business?"
Immediately, he picked up a large chopstick with relish and said: "I think it's okay, maybe I'm used to it."
Wu Yuan took another sip, it was salty.
The third sister’s family is heavy mouthed, as long as the salt is added in place, everything is delicious.
No wonder.
Xiong just got to the point after planing a bowl of rice, "Have you heard the rumors about you recently?"
Wu Yuan disapproved and said: "I'm an ordinary person, what kind of gossip can I have?"
"You are in Beigang now, not to mention more famous than the county magistrate Xu, at least more famous than most people. Who doesn't know that you, Boss Wu, have set up a furniture factory, and the factory is supervised by the magistrate Xu himself?"
"The spread is really exaggerated!" Wu Yuan said with a boiled peanut in his hands, "What are you talking about?"
"Say it's not good for you to run that Panpan furniture factory. You are doomed not to get up, and you will fall down sooner or later. Waiting to see your jokes."
Wu Yuan waved his chopsticks, "That's okay. Let's continue to do what we do, and they will see what they do."
Xiong Gang's expression also became serious: "Seriously, how sure are you this time?"
Wu Yuan said with some reservations: "Who can say that he is really sure about doing business? Anyway, do your best and obey the destiny! What outsiders think and talk about, let them go at their leisure."
Go back to Murabbe Furniture Factory.
The sewing workshop and woodworking workshop are both working at full capacity and working overtime to prepare goods.
Since entering December, orders for Xingwang Furniture have disappeared in advance. The products produced in the two workshops have always been the styles and new models of Panpan furniture.
Not only the types of furniture have increased, but the overall style remains generally consistent.
Fortunately, it didn't take long to switch from Xingwang Furniture to Panpan Furniture.
They are all mature masters, and with Master Qiao Siye in charge, the whole factory will be completely proficient in a week of work.
While Wu Yuan was in the financial office, Fourth Master Qiao came over.
The two of them were in the accounting room, lit a cigarette and chatted.
Wu Yuan got angry with Fourth Master Qiao, but he himself never lit it, sniffing vaguely at the tip of his nose.
Then I heard the master ask: "The Gregorian calendar year is coming soon, and there are more and more Panpan furniture piled up in the warehouse. After the solar calendar year, will the factory still have to work overtime like this?"
Wu Yuan nodded logically and said, "Yes, Master."
Finally, Fourth Master Qiao didn’t go around and threw the question directly to Wu Yuandao: “I’m worried that if we produce too much, we won’t be able to sell it. If we pile it up at home, the more wood we make, the more wood will be wasted.”
Wu Yuan understood, and also smiled: "Master, to be honest, I'm not worried about not being able to sell, I'm just worried that our production can't keep up with the supply."
Hearing these words, Fourth Master Qiao stared.
Zhao Guo couldn't help but chuckle, the boss is domineering.
Before the advertisement is launched, you don’t worry about not being able to sell, and you start to worry about not being able to sell enough.
But Wu Yuan also explained by the way: "Don't worry, master. Immediately two days before the first day of the Gregorian calendar, a batch of goods in the warehouse will be released first and spread out. Even if the sales are really bad, the big deal is to have a holiday earlier before the year, and go back New Year's Eve at home."
"Since you have an idea," Fourth Master Qiao stood up and said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you."
Wu Yuan also stood up and said: "Master, you remind me more often, who made me your closed disciple."
Sending off Fourth Master Qiao, Zhao Guo said: "Boss, smoke if you want. I don't hate you for smoking."
Wu Yuan put the cigarette behind his ear and said, "I hate it."
You'll Also Like
-
Datang: My Pokémon was discovered by Li Shimin
Chapter 427 1 days ago -
Do you think I have poor talent? Don't cry when I become a super saiyan!
Chapter 223 1 days ago -
Before graduation, the pure school beauty was pregnant with twins for me
Chapter 412 1 days ago -
Honghuang: The underworld is in a tyrant state, and Hou Tu is going crazy!
Chapter 208 1 days ago -
Elf: Flying Man
Chapter 504 1 days ago -
Violators of the Doomsday Game
Chapter 303 1 days ago -
Longevity Through the Path of Survival: Starting with Playing the Suona, Funeral Cultivation Begins
Chapter 1202 1 days ago -
Back in the 1990s, she became rich through scientific research
Chapter 1799 1 days ago -
Despite Having God-Level Talent, I Ended Up Living Off My Partner.
Chapter 424 2 days ago -
Global Exploration: Starting from Decrypting Chernobyl
Chapter 218 2 days ago