These houses were nothing in Wan Feng's eyes. Even though Tan Chun's tears carried a lot of weight, this little bit of work wouldn't last him more than a year.
Now that Yu Jiadong is gone, there is a vacuum in Jiangwei's construction market, and Wan Feng feels that he needs to set up a construction team.
It’s not that I want to set up one myself, but I think Jiangwei should have a local construction company. One reason is to prevent outsiders from making money, and the other is that they can focus more on building houses and buildings for the people in my hometown.
Don't make a shoddy product that may cause loss of life in the future.
Tan Chun is not only his classmate, but he also already has a group of people under him.
As long as you have some tools and build a few small buildings from short to tall, it will be done in a few years.
There will be many buildings to be built in Jiangwei in the future. Maybe in a dozen years, the area will be built from Jiangwei westward to Wujia Village where the township government is located.
When Jiangwei's land is almost fully utilized, Liutun, which is adjacent to Wohu Village, will benefit first, followed by Wangzhuang and Cuitun, which will both develop to a certain extent.
"Is Gunyuanyuan still in touch with you?"
Xu Bin looked a little embarrassed.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. If you like her, write a letter and express your feelings. If you don't like her and feel unwilling to accept it, write a letter and confess it. Don't make it unclear."
"Brother! Do you think she, a southerner, can stand coming here?"
"Are you worried about her freezing to death? Haha! You'd be better off worrying about whether she'll be crushed to death by you if she marries you. I noticed your height and circumference have increased. I'm afraid you're about 180 pounds now. Congratulations on joining the rare 180-pound club in Jiangwei."
After Tan Sheng left, Xu Meilin, who was sitting in Tan Sheng's seat, showed anger on her face and glared at Wan Feng.
Wan Feng was puzzled. Why was this little bitch glaring at me?
Thinking back on what I just said, I couldn't help but laugh.
"Little sister, you've grown up now. You probably understand what it means to be crushed to death. Go play, little girl. We might say something inappropriate for children next. You won't be able to sleep at night if you hear too much."
"Who wants to listen to your hooligan talk?" Xu Meilin stood up and went upstairs.
"Yuanyuan did send me a letter before the New Year, but I haven't replied yet."
"Just take care of it. The girl might be waiting till she's going crazy at home. If there's no response from you, write her a letter right away and mail it to her when the post office opens."
"But what should I write?" Xu Bin expressed his embarrassment.
"If you're interested, start with 'Dear'. If not, start with 'Teng Yuanyuan'. I won't teach you the content."
Wan Feng felt that he was really busy now and he could be contacted for anything.
From Jiang Wei's route planning, investment project design to family matters, having children and finding a partner, I guess those things about keeping a mistress and acting like a hooligan will come to me in a few days.
I can’t take care of it anymore, it’s better to go home and sleep.
When I got home, my mother was the only one at home watching TV bored.
Wan Feng sat on the kang and chatted with his mother.
He was very worried about his mother asking about his marriage, which he had no answer for.
Perhaps the mother also understood Wan Feng's difficulties. Having two wives was not a good thing in this era.
Fortunately, Wan Feng is not married now. If he were married, the police might come to arrest him.
Wan Shuichang still went to the shop at night to watch the fun, and sometimes he would go on stage to play three against one with others.
By 11:00 p.m., the water had grown back.
After his father came back, Wan Feng returned to his room, sat in front of the desk, thought for a long time, found some paper, and began to draw the shape of mahjong on it neatly.
It was already half past twelve when I finished drawing all the white strips of cakes, east, west, south, north and center. I yawned and went to bed.
…
Tan Sheng ran to Tan Chun's house early in the morning.
Last night he played video games in the entertainment hall until midnight. When he came back he did not go to Tan Chun's house, but came here early this morning.
"Who's looking for me? Wan Feng?"
Tan Sheng recounted what happened when he met Wan Feng in the game hall last night.
"I understood from what he said that there was work for us to do."
Tan Chun was silent for a while: "Then let's go and take a look."
The two of them left home, rode their bicycles to the bay mouth, and walked into Xu Bin's entertainment hall.
Wan Feng had just arrived. When he saw Tan Chun and Tan Sheng coming, he stood up and shook hands with Tan Chun.
"Tan Sheng came to my house early in the morning and told me you were looking for me? I was still in bed."
"So you haven't had breakfast yet? It's a pity that the hotel is closed now, otherwise we should go for a drink. Why not get some beer and sausage and drink it while we chat?"
"Okay!" Tan Chun did not refuse.
"It's too noisy here. Why don't you guys go upstairs to my room and chat. I'll ask my sister to heat up two dishes. Many things are ready for the New Year."
This is not bad. Wan Feng drank a bowl of millet porridge in the morning and his stomach was empty.
Xu Bin was very quick and nimble. He carried half a box of beer, some sausages and peanuts, and asked Xu Meilin to heat up four dishes. The three of them ate and chatted in Xu Bin's room.
Naturally, he first asked about Tan Chun's situation in recent years. After drinking a bottle of beer, the conversation turned to the main topic.
"The village is planning to build a nursing home and a welfare factory. The location has already been chosen: that small slope at the southern end of Waqian Team. The nursing home will be a one-story building, in the style of a quadrangle courtyard. There will be about twenty main rooms, ten side rooms on each side, a message room along the front wall, and flower beds and colored brick paving in the courtyard. It's a big deal! Can you do it?"
Tan Chun fell into deep thought. Although the bricklaying team he led had quite a few people, he had only earned labor wages before and had never done any big-ticket work.
The big package is all about the budget, and if the budget is not done well, no money will be made.
"Let's talk about the welfare factory. It's also on that piece of land. In addition to the nursing home, that hillside can also be used to build a factory. The front building of the welfare factory will be a two-story building, and the side buildings will also be bungalows to be used as material storage and finished product storage. Do you think about it?"
"Take it!" After careful consideration, Tan Chun took the job.
"We'll go do a site inspection later, then design the blueprints. You can find someone to make a budget. It's best to submit both the blueprints and the budget to me before the 15th, because I'll be out after the 15th, and if I leave, you won't be able to find anyone to collect the money."
"Did you pay for this?"
Wan Feng nodded.
Tan Chun calculated that there was still time.
"I'll probably be back after I finish these two buildings. Jiangwei will have many buildings in the future, and it's not ruled out that there will be small high-rise buildings like this in the future. If you are interested, let's discuss it."
Tan Chun was overjoyed. This meant he was going to get rich.
Everyone who was supported by Boss Wan became rich. Is this happening to me now?
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