Super resource tycoon

The expanded factory of Chen Xingyang is responsible for making various packaging bags of Fortune Rice.

In addition, the outer packaging of Junheng 998, which was recently put into production, and the outer packaging of Yomi cosmetics.

The work received from Wu Jun alone was enough for the black and white class of his factory to turn around.

Chen Xingyang’s factory can not be overstated as Wu Jun’s factory.

Busy, busy, a lot of money.

Today, Chen Xingyang's daily income is more than 70,000 yuan.

With a daily income of 80,000 yuan, it is considered top income in the industrial park where his factory is located.

A new factory that has just moved into the park has become the big brother of the park. Other factories can only envy them. Who will let them not have a cousin like Wu Jun?

Excluding labor costs, site costs, machine depreciation and other messy expenses, the net profit of Chen Xingyang and his wife is more than 20,000 yuan a day.

One day's income is more than the two of them had worked hard to work for several months before.

The life of the cousin's family is getting better and better, Wu Jun sees it, and feels happy for them.

A 5,000-ton rice packaging bag costs about 1.2 million yuan and has a profit of 600,000 yuan.

My cousin and cousin gave me a birthday present. This business is just a gift from them.

On the phone, Wu Jun and his cousin decided to make the packaging bag, and Chen Xingyang was very excited.

When the packaging factory was expanded, Chen Xingyang borrowed more than 5 million from Wu Jun, and now he is working hard.

A few more orders of this kind of big business will be able to pay off my cousin's debts in less than a year.

"Brother, pay attention to rest, combine work and rest. Don't worry about money, and I'm not in a hurry to spend money." Wu Jun said with a smile, "You are also the boss now, but don't work hard as before. Your body is revolutionary. capital."

"Thank you, Xiaojun, for your concern, I understand." Chen Xingyang said with a smile, "By the way, I can tell you the good news, your sister-in-law is happy, even for the sake of my children, I have to live well."

"Is my sister-in-law happy?" Wu Jun was a little surprised when he heard the news. When he thought about it, he wouldn't be surprised. "Congratulations to cousin, this time I must be a kid."

Before, my cousin's family had a tight life. After paying off the mortgage, even the living expenses were often not enough. They had to rely on the aunt and the uncle to help.

Although the country has relaxed the two-child policy, he and his cousin can't even think about it. One child is already very difficult to carry, and another second child is a life-saver.

Today is different from the past, and now hundreds of thousands are earned in a month, not to mention the second child, the third child, the fourth child is also confident.

Before, Chen Xingyang and Duan Xiangyan had only one daughter, Chen Meng. Both of them came from the village, and they had not yet transitioned from a villager to a citizen.

Although it is not patriarchal, but I also want a son in my heart, life is forced, I can only think about it, and now finally put it into practice.

Chen Xingyang sighed sincerely and said: "Xiaojun, I can be a father again, it is all your credit."

Wu Jun looked embarrassed when he heard what his cousin said...

What's this all about? This sentence is too ambiguous.

"Okay, brother, don't tell me sensational nonsense here, hang up, sit down at a table tomorrow night and have a good drink." Wu Jun finished speaking and hung up the phone.

After finishing the conversation with Chen Xingyang, Wu Jun glanced at the time displayed on the phone. It was already around 4:30 in the afternoon.

On the warehouse side, not far from the traffic radio station, Wu Jun thought for a while and drove directly to the radio station.

During the evening rush hour, it takes more than two hours to go from the Xisanzhuang villa to the radio station. The time is all wasted on the road. It is not worth going back again.

After driving for more than half an hour, Wu Jun came to the parking lot of Shimen Traffic Radio Station.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, it was the time when it was time to leave work. On the small square in front of the radio building, people came and went like a big market.

The appearance of the BMW M8 is as eye-catching as a shark breaking into a school of fish.

"This car is so beautiful!"

"BMW M8, my God, it's rare on the street."

"The handsome guy who drives is also so handsome, so temperamental, bad, it feels like a heartbeat!"

Someone poured cold water and said: "Don't move, this car is not in the stage, I guess it's here to pick up my girlfriend."

A group of little girls looked at the BMW M8 passing by, and their eyes cracked and cracked.

The parking lot in front of the radio station is all fixed parking spaces, and the parking spaces are painted with the license plates of their employees.

Wu Jun found the parking space where Ma Siyu had been before, and parked the car in it.

He raised his hand and glanced at the time. It was just early five o'clock, and Ma Siyu was still three hours away from get off work.

Wu Jun pushed the door and got out of the car, preparing to smoke a cigarette to save his life, and then return to the car to take a nap.

After receiving Ma Siyu, I have to rush back to my hometown and drive at night.

After Wu Jun lit his cigarette, he looked up and saw a familiar face appearing at the door of the radio station.

Ma Siyu lowered her head to play with her mobile phone and strode out of the radio station. When she put the mobile phone to her ear, the mobile phone in Wu Jun's pocket rang.

Wu Jun took out his mobile phone and looked down. It was indeed Ma Siyu's call.

After Wu Jun answered the call, he said solemnly: "Hello, the number you dialed..."

"My nephew, you left the big boss improperly and went to move to serve as a customer service?" Wu Jun didn't finish a sentence, and Ma Siyu's voice of laughter came from the other side.

Wu Jun looked at Ma Siyu who was on his way in the distance, and asked knowingly, "Don't you just leave work at eight? Why call me so early?"

Ma Siyu said: "Moonlight will work for me today. Don't talk nonsense. After washing at home and waiting for me, I will take a taxi and kill him.

Wu Jun saw Ma Siyu rushing in a hurry, and couldn't bear to joke with her anymore. He said, "Look up and look at your front left."

Ma Siyu was stunned when she heard Wu Jun's words, and turned her head to see Wu Jun waving his hand to greet her with a smile.

"Boy, waste my phone bill." Ma Siyu snorted, hung up the phone, slowed down and walked in the direction of Wu Jun.

After approaching, when he saw the BMW M8 next to Wu Jun, Ma Siyu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, thumping and thumping.

"Your BMW?" Ma Siyu stopped in front of Wu Jun, calmed down, and asked him.

"It's your BMW." Wu Jun smiled, took out the car key from his pocket and threw it to Ma Siyu.

Wu Jun knows that she likes simplicity and directness, and doesn't like other people making jokes that are not funny.

"You still have a conscience." Ma Siyu smiled, stretched out his hand, grasped the car key accurately, and accepted Wu Jun's gift calmly without any twist.

There is no need for politeness between the two, let alone thank you.

"What about mine?" Wu Jun smiled and stretched out his hand to ask Ma Siyu for his gift.

Ma Siyu lowered his head and took out a box from his bag and handed it to Wu Jun: "Happy birthday, now, your gift."

When Wu Jun saw Ma Siyu's gift, his whole body was not good, and he looked at her in disbelief.