Chapter 576: you know nothing about my level

Chapter 576 You don't know anything about my level

As soon as Wu Yuan appeared, the masters were all in a hurry to get up.

Wu Yuan has never seen any scenes.

Seeing this, he directly pressed his hand and said, "No need to get up! Where can I find this cardboard box, it's not bad."

The masters smiled embarrassingly, but after all, they were too embarrassed to lie down again, and simply sat on the ground.

Zhai Di patted the dust on his buttocks, walked over and said: "Some of the materials sent over were packed in cardboard boxes, and they were left behind by the masters, and the waste was used."

"Very good!" Wu Yuan nodded, and Hua Zi, who had walked around in a circle, rolled up his trousers, squatted down and said, "It's hot, is it enough to fall asleep?"

The old master Zhang in front grinned his mouth, showing his yellow teeth, and said, "It's natural to be cool when the mind is calm!"

There is nothing new in these words, a bit of self-hypnosis and blind optimism.

Master Yue, who was a little younger, said something new: "I don't know if my heart can cool down naturally, but after smoking the boss's good cigarettes, I feel much cooler in my heart."

Then a group of people laughed and called him a sycophant.

Wu Yuan also laughed along with him.

After laughing, I heard Zhai Di’s introduction: “I adjusted my rest time and started at three o’clock in the afternoon to avoid the hottest period. I’ll take advantage of the coolness in the evening and work a little longer to make up for it.”

This trick is not new.

Wu Yuan often did this in his previous life.

No way, the conditions on the construction site are like this.

So Wu Yuan has also seen a lot of scenes where the heat really caused accidents, so he said: "I will ask the company to buy some Huoxiangzhengqi water and send it over. If there are signs of heatstroke, I will take it easy and send it to the hospital."

Master Le couldn't help but smacked his lips and said, "Boss, what are you doing buying that thing? It's better to buy some cold beer, which is more affordable. Drinking it in this weather will make you feel refreshed and refreshed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped on the shoulder by old master Zhang and said: "Drinking is not allowed on the construction site. This is the company's regulation. Have you lost your memory?"

Just then, the sound of a car's engine came from outside.

Wu Yuan turned his head to look, got up quickly, put down his trousers and went out to meet him: "Ms. Chen, why are you here?"

Chen Yan is still acting like a young mistress.

Seeing that Wu Yuan was there, there was no change at all, and he raised his hand and said, "I'll take a look at the progress. It happens that you are here, Master Wu. It's been a month, when will it be installed?"

Wu Yuanxin said, you also know that only a month has passed.

In such a short period of time, if I really want to pretend for you, do you dare to move here?

So he changed his mind and asked: "Even if it is installed, it will take a while to go to smell it before moving in. Why is Ms. Chen so anxious to move here?"

Chen Yan showed a trace of impatience and said: "The old man has moved back to the compound now, and the courtyard is going to be vacated for you to renovate."

"That's good, I'm about to ask Mr. Huang." Wu Yuan said unexpectedly, "I haven't received the notification yet."

Chen Yan waved her hand: "Hurry up, hurry up."

As he spoke, his heart moved, he pouted his buttocks, took out a Huazi from the car, and said, "Master Wu, you can make arrangements and see if you can let the villas here be decorated first. When the time comes, we will be juniors. It’s better to move here to give the old man a clean retirement environment.”

If it weren't for knowing Chen Yan's urine, Wu Yuan would have believed it.

So he calmly accepted the chimney and said, "Ms. Chen, the project here starts first, and theoretically it must be completed earlier than the quadrangle courtyard. In addition, the renovation of the quadrangle courtyard is slow and meticulous work, so it is normal to be later. But after the quadrangle courtyard is actually renovated, The comfort is no worse than that of a villa."

Chen Yan said with a look of disbelief: "Master Wu, are you so easy to deceive when you think I am a countryman? The courtyard house is just that basic, no matter how well it is renovated, can it catch up with the comfort of a villa?"

After hearing this, Wu Yuan stopped talking.

Anyway, Huazi got it, and it's her business if she can't live.

After sending Chen Yan away, Wu Yuan transferred Huazi to him, and by the way, told Zhai Di about having dinner with the supplier.

When he was assigned to Pan Mazi, Lao Pan was rubbing mud with his hands, just like Ji Gong.

Rub one, and it pops up far away.

Good guy, why do you still have this habit?

Seeing Wu Yuan appear, he was too embarrassed to play again, and almost stuffed it into his mouth and ate it.

After wandering around, the renovation progress of each villa is generally the same.

Manpower has been fully used.

Now that Mr. Huang's courtyard house is going to be renovated again, this project must not wait. Wu Yuan has no one available for the time being.

Moreover, Chen Yan, the young lady, was anxiously waiting to live in a reinforced concrete villa, just to avoid moving back to the renovated courtyard house.

This woman is ignorant of her design and renovation level.

When Wu Yuan went to the villa area on the third ring road and returned to the office on the north fourth ring road, he just caught up with Song Xian who came back with a dejected expression on his face.

"what happened?"

Song Xian shook his head: "Boss, the train leather is too tight. It's hard to get it off if we don't seek connections."

Wu Yuan stretched out his hand and patted Song Xian: "Don't worry, I'll think about it again."

Back to the office, Wu Yuan was thinking whether he should call Sister Yan and ask about the train skin.

Seeing Zou Ning come over, he told him: "Boss, the dinner with the suppliers' bosses is scheduled for tomorrow night at Dongxing Building."

Wu Yuan nodded: "All right, don't forget to inform Master Pan and Master Zhai."

"In addition, the air conditioner has been ordered, and it will be installed tomorrow."

"Hey, this is a top priority, and it's done well."

After finishing speaking, I put aside the matter of calling, and continued to immerse myself in drawing, and actually got involved in it.

It seems that as soon as I know the news that the air conditioner will be installed, I will not feel hot and hot.

In this way, the speed is much faster.

The blueprints of You Chu’s house were completed one by one, until Meng Na refilled him with tea.

Wu Yuan raised his head and noticed that the other party was hesitant to speak.

Thus, he dropped the pencil, took a sip of tea and said, "Just say what you have to say, I won't eat you again."

Zou Ning watched the excitement and said: "Even if the boss eats you, you have to say it! It's the best of both worlds, why not do it?"

After a lot of laughter, Meng Na's face turned even redder.

Just when Wu Yuan felt that the other party might not be able to speak, and picked up the pencil again to continue drawing, Meng Na finally said weakly: "Boss, in fact, not all of us in Jibei are bad people. But there are too few opportunities to make money. Even if you have skills, it’s useless.”

Meng Yao agreed after hearing the words: "Yes, yes, my father has a craft, and he is a good carpenter. But apart from making coffins for funerals and making wedding beds for weddings, he can't make any money at all. On weekdays, he repairs wood for the neighbors. Repairing tables, chairs and benches is even more for nothing.”

In fact, this is the norm in rural areas.

A lot of work is done by the host's family with a good meal of wine and food, even if it is rewarded.

There is no money left at all.

However, Meng Yao's words still caught Wu Yuan's attention: "Wait, you said your father is also a carpenter? How is his craft?"

(end of this chapter)

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