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Chapter 31 I can do a lot, I will definitely satisfy you

Master Chen was asking very seriously, and even spent his own cigarette, Yipinmei, on it.

But when Master Gao took the Yipinmei and sniffed it, he immediately smelled the stinky sweat of an old man.

He was so choked by the smell that if it wasn't for the fact that it was a good cigarette, he would have almost thrown it away.

So when he responded to Lao Chen, he seemed a little nonchalant: "Why don't you wait a little longer and see how many of these jobs he can get?"

As a result, Master Chen really thought about it.

Until he saw Lao Gao's smile, which could not help but widen, he stood up angrily and said, "I don't believe you, Lao Gao!"

Compared to the sweaty Yipinmei that was given to Lao Gao, when Master Chen found Wu Wei, he gave him a brand new, unopened Yipinmei.

Everything is sealed tightly inside and out.

Naturally there will be no sweat smell.

When Wu Wei saw that Old Chen had bled so much, he became curious and asked, "Master Chen, just tell me what's going on. Why is it so..."

Before he finished speaking, Master Chen stuffed the plum blossoms into his pocket and said, "It's nothing serious, Master Wu. I just want to work with you next time."

Wu Wei immediately laughed, took out a plum blossom, and put it into Lao Chen's hand, saying: "Master Chen, even if you don't say it, I will continue to use you. You don't have to play this trick on me..."

Master Chen was overjoyed when he heard this, and was so excited that he had to give the bag of Yipinmei to Wu Wei no matter what.

You said this happened?

In the end, Wu Wei had no choice but to accept it.

When we got off work that night, it was already dark.

When Wu Wei was about to leave, Old Man Zheng saw him out and said, "I'll visit the companies you're visiting at noon. The one at the east end, Old Song, is the head of the purchasing department. He's easy to talk to, but his wife might be a bit difficult to deal with. You better be careful with her."

"Old Tang, the head of the Quality Inspection Department at the west end, is a picky person with a ruthless attitude. He has offended many people. If the negotiation fails, don't be angry. He is just that kind of person."

"As for Old Sun in the west, the second-in-command of the factory, he is nothing more than a dog meat bun, not worthy of being on the stage..."

In just a few words, he explained the situation of the three companies in detail.

Old man Zheng has done his best.

Wu Wei quickly refilled Zheng's cigarette to express his gratitude. He used the Yipinmei cigarette that Lao Chen had given him and said, "Now that you've said that, I know what's going on."

Old man Zheng did not refuse. He took the cigarette and said, "You should work hard. We all have meat processing factories in this area and we all have money. If you can really make a name for yourself, you will have enough odd jobs to do for a while!"

After bidding farewell to Old Man Zheng, Wu Wei turned around and handed the 28-inch bicycle in his hand to Yang Qiaoqiao, saying, "Go practice driving and wait for me. I'll need a while here."

Yang Qiaoqiao, who had been silent all this time, was delighted when she heard the words. She happily pushed the bike over and with a few steps, she got on the bike lightly. Her long legs were really useful.

Wu Wei withdrew his gaze and went straight to Section Chief Song's house.

As soon as I got to the door, I saw Section Chief Song's wife Jiang Yan coming out to greet me. I hurried over and said, "Sister Jiang, how could I trouble you to come out to greet me! Is Section Chief Song back?"

Jiang Yan pointed inside and said, "What a coincidence, I just got home."

Upon hearing this, Wu Wei took out the Yipinmei that he had just put in his pocket.

Before entering the room, he did not forget to ask, "Sister Jiang, I've worked all day and I'm sweaty all over. How about we talk in the yard?"

A simple polite remark made Jiang Yan look at Wu Wei's attentiveness with new eyes.

"No, no, come in and enjoy the fan, sit down and chat slowly. I'll go cook, and you can stay for dinner later."

Wu Weilian said, "Sister Jiang, please don't be in a hurry. Building a house is such a big thing. How can it be done without your opinion?"

As they were talking, Wu Wei followed Jiang Yan into the house.

I saw Section Chief Song, a fat man in a white shirt, sitting on the sofa with an electric fan.

Being able to grow so fat these days shows how good the welfare of the meat processing factory is. Seeing that Section Chief Song was about to get up, Wu Wei hurriedly took a few steps and said, "Section Chief Song, please don't get up."

As he spoke, he passed the Yipinmei cigarette to someone else and said, "Give me a bad cigarette."

Section Chief Song really didn't get up, but he took the cigarette.

Seeing this, Jiang Yan had no choice but to explain: "He is fat. If he moves a little, he will sweat all over."

Wu Wei nodded, struck a match with a click, and bent down to hand it over.

After getting Section Chief Song angry, he stood up straight and lit the cigarette in his mouth.

At this time, Jiang Yan had already sat down next to Section Chief Song.

Wu Wei just sat on the single-seat sofa next to him.

"Chief Song, Sister Jiang, are you planning to add a second floor directly, or tear it down and start over?"

At noon, Jiang Yan avoided answering this question.

The most urgent task at this moment is to figure this out first before deciding how to talk about it next.

Chief Song looked at his wife and said, "Our house has been built for seven or eight years. Seven or eight years ago, I just joined the meat processing factory, and my family was not as well-off as Master Zheng's. So this bungalow was built, and many places are not satisfactory."

Wu Wei understood immediately, "Then tear it down and rebuild it into a small western-style building."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yan's eyes lit up and she asked, "Master Wu, can you build a small Western-style building? The kind you see on TV?"

Wu Wei didn't know what the small Western-style building that Jiang Yan saw on TV looked like.

But the blueprint of the small Western-style building in his mind had everything he needed and was definitely able to satisfy a middle-aged woman like Jiang Yan.

So he nodded confidently and said, "How about this, I'll walk around the yard and measure the dimensions, and then draw a few blueprints of the small western-style building for you two to choose from."

Jiang Yan became more and more excited: "You know several more?"

Wu Wei smiled and flicked the ash off his cigarette. "For a building like this, the only thing it does is to make adjustments to the internal structure while ensuring the stability of the structure. But no matter how many changes there are, the essence remains the same. Once you have one thing, you can have a hundred things."

This time, even Section Chief Song nodded repeatedly: "Master Wu, what you said is very insightful! Being a bricklayer is really a waste of talent."

Jiang Yan couldn't wait to say: "Then I'll take you around the house and measure it."

The quantity is very fast.

Wu Wei's footsteps were the ruler. After following Jiang Yan around inside and outside, he basically knew the length and width.

After finishing all this, he turned around and said goodbye to Section Chief Song on the sofa.

As a result, Section Chief Song insisted on getting up from the sofa to see him off.

In just a few words, the market started to rise.

After saying goodbye to Section Chief Song and Jiang Yan, Wu Wei saw Yang Qiaoqiao riding a bike and circling nearby.

When she got closer, she waved her hand and said, "Go around again, there are still two houses to go."

At Section Chief Tang's house in the west, Wu Wei was reminded by Old Man Zheng and was extremely careful.

The result was surprisingly smooth.

When Section Chief Tang heard that Section Chief Song's family was going to tear down the house and rebuild the small Western-style house, he immediately decided to do the same.

The only requirement is that we cannot be outdone by Section Chief Song’s family.

Wu Wei could tell from what he heard that these two people were not getting along and were competing with each other in every aspect.

(End of this chapter)