The village-run primary school in Liyuan Village was originally a stage.

Panpan Furniture Factory funded and sponsored, and in the first half of the year, it brushed a wave of popularity in the city and the province.

For Panpan Furniture Factory to go out of the city, into the provincial market, has made great contributions.

Later, as Panpan Furniture Factory took advantage of the Asian Games, this stage was abandoned.

Now that Wu Yuan has come back to cut the ribbon, it is just equivalent to a curtain call on the stage and finishing work.

Form is more important than meaning.

But who would have thought that this stage would be picked up by the county and even the city as a baby.

So seeing the county magistrate Xu and Secretary Lin leave in the car, Wu Yuan returned to the deputy factory director's office and asked Yang Guozhu: "Second uncle, have the office and study desks and chairs of the village-run primary school been implemented?" ”

Yang Guozhu set off: "It's been implemented, it's been implemented early." It's been more than half a month! ”

Wu Yuan then asked: "Then tomorrow's ribbon-cutting ceremony, have you ordered a flower basket?" ”

Regarding this question, Yang Guozhu said disappreciatively: "Is there still this must?" ”

Wu Yuan did not argue about this issue, but said: "Tomorrow, leaders from the city and county will come, and reporters from the city TV station and city newspaper will come to ......."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Guozhu said decisively: "That's to prepare, and you have to make the words on the flower basket bigger and more obvious!" ”

Then he muttered to himself: "In case there is no other unit to send it, only the furniture factory will send one, and it will be too ugly." Simply guarantee to do two, one is the main factory and the other is the office. If there are other flower baskets, let's take one; If not, don't blame our furniture factory for stealing the limelight. ”

The second uncle's careful thoughts, Wu Yuan just wanted to laugh when he heard it.

But then again, it's not very clever in itself.

The second uncle is so poor and careful, it can be regarded as half a catty against eight taels, which is comparable.

Coming out of the deputy director's office, Wu Yuan returned to his office, put his handbag and big brother under his arm, and left.

Sang Yu trotted out and chased out: "Boss ......"

Wu Yuan stopped to look at her.

I saw her blurt out and ask, "Are you off work?" ”

This voice is not small.

The whole corridor heard it.

If you are another boss, you have to reprimand, what's the matter, I still have to report my whereabouts to you?

But Wu Yuan is very peaceful, after all, the city and county all come to his stage to sing, and he can calm down, not to mention this little thing.

So he nodded.

Thanks to Sang Yu, this girl still has a little brain, and after receiving the reply, she also realized that what she said was inappropriate, and explained: "Then I'll go clean up and clean the office." ”

"Goodbye, boss!"

Sang Yu smiled awkwardly and watched Wu Yuan disappear into the corridor, then he returned to the office of the Administration Department and knocked his head in frustration.

As a result, the little sisters were distressed and said, "Don't knock!" It's stupid enough, and it's even more stupid to knock it again. It's just that our boss is atmospheric, and I don't care about you. Change to other bosses, don't scold and cry, you look for me. ”

Sang Yu spit out his tongue, rejoicing, extremely happy.

As for the jokes upstairs, Wu Yuan couldn't hear them.

After going downstairs to the silver Santana, he left the Panpan Furniture Factory and went straight to the village.

After taking a nap in the car, the silver Santana turned into the entrance of Liyuan Village.

I originally planned to turn down at the intersection behind my house and go directly to the door of the small building.

As a result, at the gate of the village-run primary school not far away, there was a scene of gongs and drums and crowds.

So Wu Yuan hurriedly said: "Ming Dynasty, go to the school and have a look." ”

Then Ma Mingchao quickly withdrew his hand, and slipped towards the school in the same direction, without even adding oil.

However, before Santana could get to him, the crowd at the school gate noticed it.

After all, this Santana, this license plate number, the whole village, as long as it is a talking child, knows it.

It's very well-known.

In a series of hustle and bustle of 'Boss Wu is here, Mr. Wu is here', the crowd made way and went straight to the right door of Wu Yuankai.

Therefore, as soon as Wu Yuan pushed the door and got out of the car, all the people at the end of the passage looked at each other as if they had been immobilized.

Wu Yuan looked over.

In addition to the old and young masters who were idle in the village and came to watch the excitement, as well as the village cadres led by the old father-in-law, and the school teachers led by the eldest brother-in-law.

The young ladies of the county guest house are also impressively listed, and the uniforms of the guest house are neat and uniform, which is very conspicuous.

It is also the focus of the old and young masters who come to see the excitement.

In addition, Shen Qing's eyes were so bright, it was difficult to see it or not.

Of course, that's not all.

Song Chunhong didn't know where to find more than a dozen children, all wearing uniform uniforms, wearing red scarves around their necks, holding fake flowers in their hands, and their faces were as bright as blushing.

Otherwise, children are the flowers of the motherland.

Wu Yuan estimated that eighty percent of this child was borrowed from the central primary school and the school at the first level of the real primary school.

After all, rural schools that are idle and ordinary cannot organize uniform uniforms at all.

The red scarf can be brought, which is good.

But what Wu Yuan cared about was not where these children borrowed it.

It's that even the children are borrowed to do the ceremony, Ming'er's ceremony, is it too much labor and money?

Director Wan, who looked back, seemed to be aware of this.

There was a little smile on the old face, and there were three points of enthusiasm and seven points of shame hidden in the smile.

As for the others.

The old man was impatient, Lin Xianxue was smirking, Song Chunhong was distressed, and Shen Qing was excited.

"Yo ho, Director Wan is here to preside over the rehearsal in person!"

As soon as Wu Yuan spoke, Director Wan's heart burst out.

Even if he politely took out a cigarette in his hand, Director Wan didn't dare to hold it up, and pushed him back and forth a few times before he carefully accepted it and took care of himself to find the matchbox.

"Boss Wu, there's no way, I'm just a messenger for the arrangement above."

Wu Yuan snapped, pressed the lighter, and before the other party took out the match, he handed it over and said, "Director Wan, don't I know what you are?" No need to explain. ”

"Hey," Director Wan nodded stupidly, snorted the filter, and smoked the cigarette, not daring to spit out the cigarette.

"However, on a hot day, we adults will sweat and get sunburned. But after all, the children are the flowers of the motherland, we have to protect them, don't you say? ”

"Yes, yes," Director Wan could say, and hurriedly said to Song Chunhong: "Teacher Song, the children, let's do this today." Keep the fake flowers, applaud enthusiastically tomorrow, smile from the heart, and from the bottom of your heart......"

So Song Chunhong took this group of children from Xinzhuang Central Primary School to sit and rest in the classroom of the advanced school.

There, there are grapes that she left for the children.

It is being held with well water, and it is a late-maturing variety in her family.

(End of chapter)