The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 645 The taste of these words always seems familiar

   Regarding this, Wu Yuan said confidently: "Just me and my third brother-in-law, how much can we drink?"

  Yang Luoyan said: "It smells like lobster all over, go into the house quickly, drink the honey water, eat the fruit plate, and then go take a bath."

   After finishing speaking, he closed the door, turned around and followed her husband into the small building.

   Rhubarb, who wagged his tail for a long time, turned his head silently and went back to his nest, with his mouth open to dissipate heat.

  As if nothing happened.

  Wu Yuan entered the small building and asked his wife, "The children are all asleep."

  Yang Luoyan whispered: "A second before your car arrived home, it was still making noise upstairs."

   "Isn't it so noisy that our mother can't sleep?"

   "Mom is back home."

  As soon as Wu Yuan heard this, he felt much more relieved. He drank the moderately warm honey water in one gulp, stuffed three mouthfuls of watermelon fruit plate into his mouth, and then went to the bathroom.

   After some washing, Wu Yuan felt that he was as clean as a white and flawless jade in the rough.

   Picking up his daughter-in-law, he kept shaking Xiangxiang.

  Yang Luoyan slapped his mischievous big hand and pouted upstairs, the meaning was self-evident.

  A large group of children are upstairs.

  Wu Yuan put down his wife and shouted, "I want to see, who else is still awake?"

  Xiong Wu and Zhong Wenqiang, who have been fighting upstairs until now, desperately closed their eyes and pretended to be asleep.

  It's a pity that cleverness is misunderstood by cleverness.

  How can anyone who falls asleep close their eyelids so hard?

   As a result, he was kicked by the old uncle firmly on the buttocks, but he still didn't dare to make a sound.

  After kicking Zhong Wenqiang, Wu Yuan went downstairs with his hands behind his back.

  The lights in the downstairs living room have been turned off, leaving only a glimmer of light from the half-closed door of the master bedroom.

  Back to the master bedroom, Wu Yuan didn't have the intention to play tricks either.

   Leaning against the head of the bed, thinking alone.

  At this time, the daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan leaned over instead, and the couple snuggled together.

  Wu Yuan mentioned it: "This Miss Public Relations drama is over. Has the factory's sales and profits reached a new level?"

  Yang Luoyan put his head on his chest, hugged him and said, "It's not just a new level? It's several steps!"

  Wu Yuan looked at his daughter-in-law in surprise, and after listening to her unremarkable holding out a set of data, he realized that the gimmick of annual revenue of over 100 million is not enough to describe the current achievements of the brand Furongyixiang.

   But think about it too.

  Women's clothing is a product linked to fashion trends, and it also has some attributes of fast-moving consumer goods.

   Once such a product market is launched, there will be counters in Furongyi Lane in hundreds of department stores across the country, and the daily sales will definitely be an astonishing figure.

  Of course, with the fermentation and popularization of fashion, there will inevitably be imitations and competing products in the market.

   But it doesn't matter, the preparation of Furongyi Lane for half a year is enough to make it invincible.

  In the future, as long as Furongyi Lane can launch new products every now and then, then the brand will be completely established and stand firm.

However, when her husband mentioned the establishment of a branch factory and the transfer of industries, Yang Luoyan sat up and said empathetically, "Recently, I've been thinking about this. The problem caused trouble."

   This can be regarded as the same goal by different routes.

  Different incentives lead to the same decision result.

   Not only that, the daughter-in-law even had a preliminary idea: "I think Shanghai is good. The business environment and supporting policies are the first choice in all aspects."

  Wu Yuan couldn't help but nodded: "There is really nothing to say about Shanghai."

  In addition, the couple have been operating in Shanghai for a long time, and they will not start from scratch in all aspects of their contacts.

  The couple chatted for a while in sympathy.

  Yang Luoyan lost her mind for a moment, so she let her husband take advantage of the loophole...

  The next day is the 27th.

  The couple rested at home for a day, and they have to go out to work today.

  So we all got up very early.

   Now that Wu Yuan is up, it is naturally impossible for the nephews upstairs to sleep in.

   All of them were called up one by two, and lined up to brush their teeth and wash their faces in the bathroom upstairs and downstairs.

  Yang Luoyan was preparing breakfast downstairs.

   One cup of brewed milk powder per person, with steamed buns, boiled eggs, and poached eggs.

  Easy and nutritious.

   Not long after, Liu Hui hurried over wearing a straw hat.

   Seeing the grandson and granddaughter successfully blending in with a group of children for breakfast, without adults worrying about it, they restrained themselves from the urge to go forward to feed.

   At the same time, a faint sense of loss welled up in my heart.

   Not long after, Song Chunhong arrived early.

  Different from yesterday's newcomer, today's Song Chunhong resumed her plain attire.

  Yang Luoyan hurriedly greeted Song Chunhong for dinner.

  Song Chunhong politely declined and said, "If you eat it, you must not be polite, Director Yang."

   After finishing speaking, taking advantage of the fact that the sun was still not strong in the morning, he picked up the soaked straw by the well and sorted out several vines in the yard one by one.

  What should be repaired should be repaired, what should be cut should be cut, what should be bundled should be bundled, and what should be hung should be hung.

   Looks totally out of order.

  But after being handled by her skillful hands, looking at the grape trellis, there is a sense of neat beauty after being stretched freely.

  Yang Luoyan came over to take a look after breakfast.

  Although she has no time to learn from Teacher Song, it is still necessary to take a look.

  I heard Song Chunhong introduce: "This grape is like teaching children. Adapt measures to local conditions and teach students in accordance with their aptitude. As long as they are guided well, every branch can bear fruit."

  Yang Luoyan was taken aback, thinking it made sense.

   It's just the taste of these words, there is always some deja vu.

   She didn't wake up suddenly until her husband went out after eating and came over to say hello and leave.

   He stretched out his hand and pinched his man's waist.

  Although there was no effort, Wu Yuan still felt inexplicably wronged.

   What's wrong with me?

   You greeted Mr. Song personally all morning.

  I'm about to leave the house, so I came over to say hello, is there something wrong?

  But Yang Luoyan gave him a look of righteousness and confidence.

   So much so that when Wu Yuan walked out of the courtyard and opened the door to get in the car, he couldn't help asking himself: "Am I really wrong?"

  The silver Santana went straight to the Panpan Furniture Factory in the eastern suburbs of the county.

  When it rained before, the ground was covered with mud, but Wu Yuan didn't feel it yet.

  If it has been sunny for a few days, it is a bit dusty, and then looking at the several roads around the factory, it has been continuously run over by trucks, and it has begun to show fatigue.

  Plus there are still a few unrepaired dirt roads, wouldn't it be dusty?

  Wu Yuan couldn't help sighing, "Our factory pays so much taxes to the county, the county can't just take the money and do nothing. At least, the road construction must keep up with it?"

   While speaking, the silver Santana turned to the entrance of the Panpan furniture factory.

  Things got better, but not by much.

  This matter needs to be mentioned!

  (end of this chapter)