Chapter 299 How about saying that only you can be the boss
In the afternoon, after calling Accountant Li back, Wu Yuan strolled on the way home from the village.
On the way is a large square wheat field.
Among them, there should be a few acres of Susukida of their own, where exactly?
Wu Yuan was a little uncertain.
Because before getting married, the ration field was managed by the third sister Wu Xiuhua. After marriage, I can't tell.
Sometimes it is the daughter-in-law of the Ming army and the daughter-in-law of the Ming Dynasty.
Sometimes it is the warm-hearted people in the village.
Before the third sister could make a move, someone helped to harvest and plant it.
This kind of treatment is not a branch secretary, but better than a branch secretary.
Someone in the wheat field seized the opportunity to sprinkle chemical fertilizers on the wheat while the snow melted and the ground was wet.
Dare to be the first.
Seeing Wu Yuan wandering past in the distance, the voice of greeting can penetrate far away.
Then Wu Yuan echoed the sound like singing a folk song.
Isn’t that what it tastes like in the countryside?
Passing by the wheat field, passing by the old Dong's house. Dong Dacheng rushed out with people and dogs, fumbled for cigarettes in a hurry and said, "Mr. Wu...Boss, I want to ask you something."
In the past, he used to call himself Wu Laoqi, but this time he almost did.
After all, habit becomes natural.
Wu Yuan accepted Dong Dacheng's front door with a smile and said: "Brother Dacheng, if you have something to say, just say it. Based on the friendship between our two families in the past, don't beat around the bush."
"Yes, yes, yes," Dong Dacheng nodded hurriedly, lit the match, and the two of them lit the chimney together: "Actually, it is still a matter of building a school. Do you think it will have any impact on my family's Feng Shui?"
Wu Yuan suppressed a smile, with a sullen face, he first asked: "Who did you listen to?"
"Don't ask me, just tell me if there is any?"
"Yes, there must be." Wu Yuan took a puff of cigarette leisurely and said, "What kind of school is it? It is the school district, so the children in the family can get some talent."
"Speaking of which, even if it's not for the children, when the school opens, you can rely on the convenience of the location to sell some gadgets every now and then, isn't that a profit? You don't want to do such a good thing? Then there are people who do it!"
Dong Dacheng slapped his thigh, startling his native dog, "Boss Wu, you are right, or you can be the boss in our village..."
What followed was Che Jilu's talk, and Wu Yuan didn't even hear it.
Wait until the big front door was finished, Wu Yuan lifted his foot and left.
Dong Dacheng was still muttering behind him: "Boss Wu, why don't you sit at home? You said it's all at the door of the house..."
Wu Yuan didn't hear these words.
At this moment, he is humming Luo Dayou's love song 1990, walking back.
‘The dark eyes and your smiling face
It’s hard to forget the change in your appearance...’
However, since the song has not yet been released, the humming key is not high.
Only for his own hearing.
Back home, someone stood up next to the sofa in the living room, stood up, opened the door and walked out.
This is a visitor.
Wu Yuan walked and watched, and it turned out to be Zhao Guo, the accountant of the furniture factory, who seemed to be holding Ma Mingqi.
"Why are you here? It's still too early to resume work after the year."
"Happy New Year, boss, I'm here to wish you a happy new year!"
It’s the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, so it’s really not early.
Entered the living room, only to find that the child Zhao Guo came with a gift.
Two bags of milk powder, two bottles of honey, and two cans of malted milk.
Wu Yuan raised his brows, "Accountant Zhao, what's your matter, just tell me."
Zhao Guo was caught off guard and blushed immediately.
After all, she is still not proficient in door-to-door asking for help.
Only Ma Mingqi hesitated and said: "Master Yuan, Sister Guoguo said she's fine."
Wu Yuan joked: "If it's really all right, don't mention it later."
Zhao Guo hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes."
In the end, Ma Mingqi beat her fists and complained: "Okay, Sister Guoguo, you even kept it from me."
Zhao Guo could only gritted his teeth and endured, and said to Wu Yuan: "That's it, boss, Director Chen would like to treat you to a meal tomorrow at noon, the county guest house, I wonder if you have time?"
Wu Yuan asked: "Director Chen Yingqian has become a regular?"
"No, no, no, he is still the deputy director. But he will soon become a regular, because none of the candidates in the bureau has qualifications."
"Director Chen invites, so there must be time."
Zhao Guo didn't expect that the boss agreed so quickly, and immediately stood up and said, "Then I'm going to return like this?"
Wu Yuan nodded.
After finishing talking, Zhao Guo felt relieved.
She is really a little girl who hasn't experienced much.
Looking at the small building and courtyard of Wu Yuan's house, he asked in a strange way: "Boss, can I visit your house?"
Wu Yuan waved his hand: "Yes, let Ming Qi take you around."
As a result, Ma Mingqi turned her head to the side and ignored her.
Sad.
Zhao Guo coaxed for a long time, said all good things, and then happily went together.
After Zhao Guo left and Ma Mingqi left, the cement floor in the yard gradually dried up, and the sun peeked out from behind the clouds.
Wu Yuan put on his rubber shoes again, took a shovel, walked around the house, saw grass protruding from the base of the wall, and shoveled it without giving it a chance to show its "tenacious vitality".
As a result, I turned around and found a small clump of strawberry seedlings in the shaded field outside the gable at the northeast corner.
Squat down and turn over the leaves of the seedlings.
That's right, strawberry seedlings.
These strawberry seedlings grow here. Although they don't exacerbate cracks and the like, they always grow in the shade, without sunlight, and they don't grow big.
So Wu Yuan waved his shovel, and with two or three strokes, he transplanted these few unremarkable strawberry seedlings to a corner of the vegetable garden at the door.
The rest depends on the creation of these strawberry seedlings themselves.
Returning to the small building, she took off her muddy rubber shoes, washed her hands and feet, and saw Lin Miaomiao alone on the sofa on the first floor with her long legs crossed, looking at Xiaojiang and Yueyue, watching television.
Didn't see the other children, so Wu Yuan couldn't help asking: "Where are the other children?"
Lin Miaomiao pointed to the upstairs and said, "Old uncle, listen."
Wu Yuan listened intently.
Although the floor of my small building is thick enough for sound insulation, I can still hear a slight bouncing sound.
Wu Yuan went upstairs following the sound, and saw Xiong Wu, Xiong Wen, and Wen Qiang, Wen Ya, bouncing up and down following the rhythm of the video recorder.
Although it is a little rusty, it is always fun.
Seeing Wu Yuan coming, Zhong Wenqiang frantically turned off the TV.
However, Wu Yuan saw a remnant scene, the Green Apple Paradise of the Little Tigers.
These kids are all chasing stars!
Wu Yuan's expression was serious, and he sat down on the sofa in the living room and said, "Turn on the TV, and dance along with you. If you can't dance well, no one will even think about eating tonight!"
The children were suddenly stunned.
As Zhong Wenqiang turned on the TV again, following the rhythm of the Little Tigers, he jumped around in a hurry.
Even though the formation and rhythm were out of order, the seriousness on the little face never diminished.
(end of this chapter)