Restart the Flying Age

　　 An Dingguo's sudden return is no coincidence.

　　 Wu Tao could tell from his gaze. There are nothing more than two possibilities. One is Old Man Lin telling the news, and the other is Aunt Zhang secretly reporting.

　　 No matter who whispered the news, Wu Tao calmly said: "Hello, Secretary An."

　　 An Dingguo nodded, and lied about her daughter's questioning: "I will come back to eat early today. What's the matter, you are not welcome?"

　　 An Rong is not stupid, she has a skeptical look on her father's awkward response.

　　 Aunt Zhang saw this, got up and interrupted: "Secretary An, you sit down first, I'll go fry a dish..."

　　 After An Dingguo fetched water and washed his hands by himself, Da Ma sat down with a sword.

　　 "You are Wu Tao, right? You are welcome to come as a guest at home, call me Uncle An, not the secretary."

　　 "Yes, Uncle An."

　　 An Rong's mouth is so pouted that she can hang a teapot, "Dad, mom called you back suddenly, right?"

　　 "Nonsense, your mother works in the city, how can you take care of this?" An Dingguo feigned angrily, but his acting skills were so terrible that even Wu Tao couldn't stand it.

An Rong said, "She doesn't have the time to let Uncle Lin watch me? Humph, every time I come back from school late, she knows it clearly. It wasn't that she had put her eyeliner in, what else would it be? ?"

　　 Wu Tao has never seen the gentle An Rong also have such a sharp side. It seems that when facing herself in the previous life, she must be afraid of hurting herself, so she specially reduced her sharp edge.

　　 After all, living in an official family like Anjia, how can you not have a little willful temper?

　　 At least for now, she deliberately protects her self-willedness, which prevents the dignified district party secretary of Andingguo from coming to stage.

　　 An Dingguo had no choice but to ignore it, and instead chatted with Wu Tao.

　　 "Xiao Wu, I heard that your family conditions are not good. I plan to apply for a secondary school and work early, right?"

　　 "Dad!" An Rong was of course unwilling to reveal the truth as soon as he came up. If it is a boy with a little glass heart, I am afraid that An Dingguo's words have already been stimulated.

Wu Tao and An Rong exchanged reassuring glances, and then they talked in relief: "Uncle An, I had this plan before. But now, I have applied for Beijiang Middle School. In the future, my goal is to enter the university, even if it is completely self-reliant. , I have to finish reading."

　　 Such a conversational performance greatly improved An Dingguo's impression of him.

　　 "Uncle An, congratulate you first." The excitement displayed by Andingguo didn't seem to be false. "In fact, I was deeply saddened when An Rong told me about your situation."

　　 "...Yes, the income of our farmers is pitiful now. If we say that we can't afford it, we humiliate talents. As a parent official, I am the first to feel ashamed."

　　 After An Dingguo sighed, his conversation changed: "Then the cost issue, is there a way to solve it?"

　　 An Rong proudly replied: "Dad, Wu Tao has been able to support himself. He is now a columnist for a bosom friend, and the standard for authorship is 1,000 yuan per thousand characters. It's amazing!"

　　 "Oh?" An Dingguo's mouth was open enough to lay down an egg, and the two thick eyebrows became inverted eyebrows in surprise. "This income standard is even higher than my secretary!"

　　 An Rong raised her chin proudly: "That is!"

　　 Wu Tao, he said inwardly: ‘I believe you are the only one to blame! ’

"But then again," An Dingguo said in his line, "Now that farmers have few income channels, it is difficult to earn money, and rural development cannot be developed. This has become a long-standing prominent contradiction in Beijiang City and even Binhu District. If the government still cannot Given scientific guidance and policy support for getting rich, I am afraid that there will only be more and more people like Wu Tao."

　　 An Dingguo can think so much, it shows that he is an official who wants to do something.

　　 Only due to the limitations of ability and vision, he did not have outstanding political achievements in his previous life. In the officialdom, although he has the background of the secretary's gang, he is not good at camping.

　　 Over time, when his old leader retired, he was completely forgotten in Beijiang and ended up as the old mayor of Beijiang City. He never returned to Jinling, the place where he first grew up.

　　 Maybe in this life, because of An Rong’s face, help him? If necessary, give him some advice, it is enough for him to keep going.

　　While Wu Tao thought secretly, An Rong had already sold him: "Dad, Wu Tao said that in the future, I will do business, start a company, and make a lot of money!"

　　An Rong said this out of good intentions, and wanted to add various auras to him.

　　 The goal is clear, and the idea is very direct. After An Dingguo listened, he couldn't help but look at Wu Tao again.

　　 This gentle boy has such an ambitious side?

　　 After some trade-offs, Wu Tao thought to himself: "Uncle An, in fact, I, no, my dad. I'm currently preparing a business, a business suitable for doing business in the countryside."

　　 "Oh, let's talk about it."

"My family has ten acres of vineyards, and the fruits that are harvested every year are excellent. But when they get them in the market, they can't always sell them at a good price. So this year I plan to make an attempt to attract potential customers to the vineyards and let them personally Pick, pick and buy."

　　 "...This will not only avoid price wars with a large number of grapes on the market in neighboring provinces, but also generate some additional benefits, such as catering, tourism..."

　　 An Dingguo faintly caught a hint of inspiration~www.novelmt.com~ A face with Chinese characters is full of appreciation.

　　 After a lot of eloquent statements, Wu Tao finally concluded: "I call it the Nongjiale Manor Project."

"Nongjiale?" An Dingguo's eyes lit up, and he suddenly screamed: "This kind of economic entity is definitely the first time in Beijiang City! But I read from the newspaper that other provinces have already had similar attempts. I really don't want to. You are on your own vineyard, and you have learned and used it."

　　 Although Wu Tao borrowed his father's name, he could tell that it was Wu Tao's own idea.

　　Commercialized mind, coupled with super learning ability, huge growth potential, so he has to look at Wu Tao differently.

　　 It seems that sometimes women are too unreasonably worried. It is too late to be happy to have such a teenager as a friend of her daughter.

　　 After some affirmation, An Dingguo began to talk about the problem: "Are there any difficulties in the preparation of the farmhouse? For example, funding and personnel?"

　　 "We have solved the financial aspect! The biggest risk now is the early marketing and advertising issues. Whether it can be recognized by customers and successfully achieve drainage is the key to the success or failure of the farmhouse plan."

　　 At this point, Wu Tao can stop.

　　 Whether Dingguo really cares about rural development or not, it depends on his attitude.

After thinking for a moment, An Dingguo patted the table and said: "The farmhouse plan has a lot of reference and inspiration for the development of the entire Binhu rural area. Our district government will definitely support it. Looking for an opportunity, I will lead the leadership team. How would you like to visit and study in the past?"

　　 "Welcome! Definitely welcome!" Wu Tao smiled. With the endorsement of the district party committee secretary, the farmhouse plan is even more powerful!

　　So, if the farmhouse is still not popular, then it would be unreasonable.