Rejected Huang Sanben's gift.

It's not just that Wu Yuan doesn't want to take advantage of others casually.

It's even more that he doesn't want to accept another woo.

After all, for the high-level circle, it is enough to have an interface person like Yan Ruqing.

Wu Yuan didn't plan to stay left and right in that circle, like a fish in water.

Regarding Wu Yuan's resignation, Huang Sanben was not surprised at all.

didn't even look at the box at the moment, and mentioned it to himself: "This time back to Beijing, are you planning to take over the project of the Asian Games Village?" ”

Back to Beijing?

Wu Yuan smiled slightly, didn't care about this little speech, and nodded slowly.

Huang Sanben approached the ashtray between the two, flicked the cigarette ash and said, "As far as I know, this project, I'm afraid it's not so easy to get." ”

Immediately seeing Wu Yuan's expression change, Huang Sanben continued: "I know, Lord Yan will work hard for you. But the harder she tried, the more people thought it was a cake and profitable. ”

Wu Yuan's heart moved, and he directly said: "Whoever wants to take it, I'll just let it go to him!" It's such a big mess, and to be honest, I'm not sure I'll make a profit. ”

Huang Sanben looked at Wu Yuan for a while, and then he laughed and said: "If even your boss Wu doesn't dare to play this guarantee, then this project is a thunder, and the person who dares to take it ......"

Having said this, Huang Sanben's thinking suddenly turned back: "Boss Wu, to be honest, from the beginning of this matter, was it the double reed that you sang with Zhang Baifa?" ”

Wu Yuan was invalid, so he naturally denied it: "Of course not, Huang Shao." How could Mayor Zhang do such a thing? ”

As for whether Huang San believed it or not, Wu Yuan didn't know.

Then the two diverted the topic and chatted for a while.

Wu Yuan offered his resignation.

Returning to the small soft sleeper box in the four-person room, with the railroad tracks on his pillows, Wu Yuan slept very soundly.

When I woke up, there was a young and beautiful woman in the sleeper compartment.

It can only be said that the land of the capital has attracted top talents from all walks of life since ancient times.

Wu Yuan exchanged glances with Ma Mingchao and made sure that there was no problem.

He jumped out of bed and went out to wash.

After a simple wash, the train has entered the station, but the door has not opened.

Ma Mingchao stood in front of the car window and looked at it from afar, and when he heard Wu Yuan returning, he said in words that only the two of them understood: "Brother Ma, they got out of the car and left." ”

Wu Yuan took a closer look, and not far away, there was a car driving to the platform to pick up people.

No wonder the train entered the station for so long and didn't open the door to drop off passengers.

Fortunately, soon, Huang Sanben and they left from the platform.

The platform bell rang and the doors of the carriages opened.

Out of BJ Station, Song Xian drove Daben and was already waiting on the side of the road.

The whole person was wrapped in a coat, leaning against the front of the car, shaking and smoking.

Spring in the capital will be colder after all, and spring will come later.

It's foggy everywhere, you can't see the sun, and you don't feel connected.

As for the greenery, it's really lackluster.

Gray is the dominant color here.

Seeing Wu Yuan and Ma Ming coming out, Song Xian subconsciously extinguished the cigarette, threw it under his feet and twisted it.

Then I realized that I had to scatter cigarettes to the boss, which meant something.

Doesn't this smoke mean that it is thrown away in vain?

Fortunately, Wu Yuan pushed it off, early in the morning, and he hadn't even eaten breakfast.

Wu Yuan had no interest in smoking at all.

The Mercedes 260E merges into the traffic leaving the train station.

After a while, Wu Yuan's ears sounded one after another whistles.

The front is blocked.

Song Xian also complained: "Now BJ's road is getting more and more difficult to walk. ”

When he spoke, he had a bit of the taste of Beijing films.

Then he looked at the rearview mirror and asked, "Boss, you and Master Ma haven't had breakfast yet, right?" ”

Ma Mingming didn't speak.

Wu Yuan raised his hand and said, "I haven't eaten, I can hold on for a while." ”

When Song Xian heard this, he said, "Since this is the case, then let's go back to the office and eat again." After the year, the office just opened a braised restaurant, the taste is called an authentic, boss, you must try it! ”

Good guys, this BJ is talking more and more authentically.

Wu Yuan's heart moved, and he said, "It seems that you are in the capital, and you are getting more and more adapted." ”

Song Xian still didn't understand what the boss meant by mentioning this, so he said without thinking: "Boss, if we come out to work, don't we have to adapt to the local environment and culture?" ”

Wu Yuan nodded, and mentioned with a smile: "In this case, do you have any interest in taking on the heavy responsibility of building another furniture factory in the suburbs of Beijing this year?" ”

This sentence was quite unexpected.

Song Xian, who was in the co-pilot, turned his head on the ground, stared at Wu Yuan and asked, "Boss, is it really fake?" ”

Wu Yuan didn't answer and asked, "It's really fake, don't you have a judgment in your heart?" ”

Song Xian frowned, and pondered: "With the national fame of Panpan furniture, our furniture production and supply are indeed a little difficult. Especially in the north, the transportation cost alone accounts for a large proportion, plus the transportation risk ......"

So this thing, most likely, is true!

Determining this, Song Xian's heart was obviously alive.

I have long heard that the Tengda office will be upgraded to a branch within the year.

Song Xian said that he was not impressed, that was a lie.

After all, everyone is in charge, and others are suddenly promoted to branch managers, but they are still a small supervisor.

There will definitely be a gap in my heart.

If you can really open the branch of the furniture factory to the outskirts of Beijing, then at least you can get a deputy factory director to do it.

At least the shoulders are not lower than Zou Ning.

So Song Xian immediately said: "Boss, I will do my best!" ”

Wu Yuan clasped his hands together and began to arrange: "In this way, you come up with a plan first!" We should not only learn from our experience in our hometown and Shanghai, but also combine the local situation in the capital. ”

"When necessary, you can run more and go on business trips to learn from your old boss, Deputy Factory Director Yang."

Song Xian nodded again and again, his gaze determined.

Then he couldn't wait to say to Ma Mingming: "Master Ma, let's go directly to the Asian Games Village Hotel!" I'm in for a treat. ”

The Asian Games Village Hotel is long gone.

Not to mention the scarcity of visitors, the grade of breakfast has also dropped a lot.

But Song Xian's heart, Wu Yuan still received it.

After simply filling his stomach, he returned to the small two-story building of the office.

Go to the Panpan office first.

In addition to Gao Fei, Jiang Xiao, and Lang Ying, there are many new faces, and there are more than a dozen young people inside and out.

Song Xian hurriedly made an introduction.

The applause of the welcome rang out, and it immediately attracted Meng Yao from the Tengda office next door.

When I saw it, it was Wu Yuan standing in the middle.

Meng Yao didn't care about being caught by the boss, and immediately exclaimed, "The boss is here!" ”

Wu Yuan turned around and walked out of the office of Panpan's office, looked at Meng Yao, who was tiptoeing back, and said, "You stop for me." ”

Shouting so loudly, still thinking about not being discovered.

Isn't this self-deception?

(End of chapter)