Chapter 588 The more capable the boss is, the more steadfast we are
Watching the masters from her hometown surround her proud younger sister, Meng Na gave her a vicious look.
However, Meng Yao was not afraid of her, instead she said straightforwardly: "The boss didn't say anything, don't let anyone say it!"
A Niu followed suit: "What's the matter, it's not a bad thing. Right, Master?"
Master Meng waved his hands impatiently and said, "Just say what you say, and no one will stop you!"
The masters present are all staring, who doesn't want to come out to work, and the boss they meet is more capable and wild?
Because only in this way can they have a stable job.
Because only in this way can their wages be guaranteed.
Otherwise, when the time comes, the job will be done, and the person who pays at the end of the year will run away.
It's been a waste of work for a year.
Meng Yao stuck out her tongue, faced expectant eyes and said, "Actually, the boss's decoration company is not his most profitable business."
"The boss's most profitable business is actually a furniture factory. Even if it is a furniture factory, I heard that the boss has several."
"You all saw it this morning. Next to our office is the Panpan Furniture Office, which is also our boss's factory!"
When it comes to Panpan Furniture Factory, many people have an impression.
"Is it the Panpan furniture in the CCTV advertisement?"
Meng Yao nodded sharply: "Amazing, isn't it? Let me tell you, it's more than that!"
"In addition to the Panpan furniture factory, the boss also has a high-end Mandifei furniture factory. And Fendi, an imported Italian brand, is just a brand that the boss picked up as an agent. I heard that the person in charge of the Italian brand went straight to Our boss is jumping on him, giving money and sticking to people..."
There was a burst of knowing laughter from the crowd.
Meng Na retorted displeasedly: "Don't spread the word about what you heard."
Master Lou laughed and said, "That Italian female foreign guest is really exciting."
Meng Na was gasping for breath, but there was nothing wrong.
Because of this kind of topic, among men, it is too tacit and too contagious.
But after such a publicity, Wu Yuan's image of supernatural powers can be regarded as standing.
Working with this supernatural boss until the end of the year, taking the wages back to the hometown, and handing them over to the wife and children, it is very happy to think about it.
Tengda company office.
When Wu Yuan sent Sara away, he realized that this international friend was dressed a bit thinly today.
It's no wonder that when I hugged just now, I always felt that something was touching me.
The two small dots, Wu Yuan only thought they were buttons on the other party's clothes.
Sara walked to the door, turned around reluctantly and said, "Wu, I will be dealing with related matters in BJ in the past few days, so you can call me anytime you are free."
This speech was originally spoken with affection, but after Hu Yao translated it, it suddenly became ordinary.
Just like Sarah invited Wu Yuan with anticipation just now, when they celebrated together at night, Hu Yao also translated without emotion.
So much so that Wu Yuan refused without thinking.
With so many things going on, who has the time to hang out with you?
Hu Yao didn't realize at all that it was her translation problem. On the contrary, her impression of Wu Yuan changed because of it.
At least this man can still control his lower body when facing a woman whose legs cannot be closed.
Actually, where did Wu Yuan think of so much?
He just dislikes it, this foreigner is just ignorant.
He said thank you, but he didn’t even mention a watermelon when he came here.
Does this look like a door-to-door thank you?
I still want to have dinner with myself, pretending that I have never eaten!
Thanks to Sarah's rejection of Sara's invitation, Wu Yuan received a call from Yan Ruqing shortly after returning to the office.
Thinking about something in my heart for two days, I was about to tell Yan Ruqing, so I agreed.
The signal on the side of the Asian Games Village seems to be much better, and the big brother doesn’t have to move and call at the same time.
Dinner will be at Lao Mo.
Old BJ people quite like a place to go.
The last time I ate with Sara, it was over there, and Wu Yuan didn't have a good or bad meal.
I just feel that no matter how strange the smell outside is, it is not as good as a bowl of hand-rolled noodles that my daughter-in-law ordered casually.
In my previous life, I was tired of eating all kinds of flavors in the world, but I only fell in love with the taste of my hometown, after I had a successful career.
At that time, I always thought it was just a return of taste when people reached middle age.
Now it seems that taste is actually a kind of paranoia rooted in the bones.
It’s like he only likes the dry-baked leek box from Beigang, but he is not used to the deep-fried one in the south.
In the evening, the sunset glow reddened half the sky.
The morning glow does not go out, but the evening glow travels thousands of miles.
It seems that in the next few days, the weather in the capital should be good, which will greatly facilitate the renovation of the courtyard house.
Wu Yuan got into the car and leaned against the back row to take a nap.
At the end of the day, I feel dizzy from drawing pictures.
I don’t feel it if I don’t stop, but when I stop, I feel that the drawings are spinning all over the sky.
Ma Mingchao tried to drive the car as smoothly as possible so that he could rest peacefully for a while.
But in fact, on the road in the evening rush hour, there are stops and starts, mixed with the sound of whistles from time to time, and I can't sleep at all.
Wu Yuan is not annoyed either.
Can't sleep, in other words, he's still young.
Not so tired that I couldn't bear it.
Isn't it worth being happy when you are young?
Youth is capital.
When the Mercedes-Benz arrived at Lao Mo, Ma Mingchao put Wu Yuan down and drove away.
First, he doesn’t want to be a light bulb here, and second, he can’t get used to Lao Mo’s taste.
In his opinion, the snacks in BJ's alley are better than this old Mo.
Wu Yuan walked into Lao Mo, and saw Yan Ruqing at a table, beckoning to him.
Obviously saw him first.
Wu Yuan walked over quickly, only to realize that today's Yan Ruqing, contrary to the high-cold Shanghai attire, has become a little more blooming and warmer.
"Sister Yan, you absolutely overwhelmed the audience today."
"Stop being glib, sit down and order."
Well, the dress has been changed, but the tone has not been changed.
Wu Yuan was not surprised, without even looking at the menu, he directly pushed to the other party and said, "I don't understand, what do you order, what do I eat."
Yan Ruqing flipped through the menu and said, "Then I ordered it after looking at it. You can't say it's not delicious."
Wu Yuan had a cute face: "Sister Yan, everything you order is delicious."
"I order some air, you also think it's delicious."
"Well, delicious."
"The emperor's dinner?"
Wu Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and realized that it was derived from the emperor's new clothes. He smiled, and then changed the subject and asked, "Sister Yan, what's the meaning of dinner tonight? According to me, we might as well have Eat stewed pork rice in a small restaurant."
Yan Ruqing heard the words, closed the menu and handed it to the waiter: "I will take money for this meal tonight. Instead of Uncle Huang, I will treat you to the start-of-work meal. By the way, have you arranged for the construction team?"
Wu Yuan understood that Yan Ruqing had become a middleman.
Because the compound where Huang Lao lives now is too high-level, people like him can't get in.
I can only entrust Yan Ruqing to convey some unfinished matters.
(end of this chapter)