Chapter 42

The beautiful reporter, who has always been used to standing high, was suddenly embarrassed.

Wu Tao pointed out his identity as the No. 1 in the middle school entrance examination, not to show off in front of others, but to fight back.

As a journalist, I don't even know the identity of the interviewee. What else is professional?

With both hands in the bag, Wu Tao noticed the name on each other's badge. Trainee reporter: Yan Fei.

In fact, Yan Fei is not very interested in interviewing in the countryside.

As a journalist, who doesn't want to make big news? Influential, eye-catching and controversial, as long as they occupy one, they can increase their value.

This is utilitarian and realistic for Yan Fei, who has just graduated from internship.

As for the interview in the countryside, it is nothing more than the broken things of getting rich and building roads, which are trivial and complicated, and have no news at all.

But who ever thought that just when I arrived in the countryside, I met an opponent! And the other party is just a middle school student.

Yan Fei subconsciously straightened her chest. Hum, how can I be despised by your little child.

So sweet smiled like a hundred flowers in full bloom, "sorry, Wu Tao, this is our mistake. Please forgive me."

After speaking, he looked at Wu Tao bitterly. The meaning was self-evident: "I'm a woman. I apologize. What else can you do except forgive me?"

However, Wu Tao did not respond. To be exact, he fell into meditation.

Yan Fei's name reminds him of a variety show host from Provincial Taiwan in his previous life. But the man's star was shining, and he couldn't match the chick in front of him at all.

He looked at it again with patience, and then he vaguely found a clue between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Are you Yan Fei?"

Yan Fei heard the familiar flavor in the tone: "do you know me?"

Wu Tao recovered and shook his head, "I don't know."

Yan Fei was so angry that the suspender shirt under her collar heaved and puffed, "so can you accept the interview?"

Wu Tao shrugged, "anytime."

"Should you change your clothes?" Yan Fei professionally glanced at his clothes, T-Shirts, shorts, furry legs and sandals.

Soil, the residue of soil, can't bear it!

"Isn't that what you expected? A rich peasant image. "

"You!" Yan Fei held her breath in her chest and couldn't get up or down.

Until someone said a fair word: "Tao, go and change your clothes. Didn't I just buy you a new one?"

When an Rong came to the rescue, Wu Tao naturally had to give her face and went without saying a word.

"Are you his girlfriend?"

"Count, isn't it!" An Rong clenched her lower lip and summoned up her courage. The woman in front of her made her subconsciously wary.

Yan Fei's anger disappeared. She couldn't see that the humble boy had such a beautiful girlfriend.

A moment later, Yan Fei took the photographer to find a good perspective in the vineyard in front of the door and began the interview.

"Can you tell us the source and motivation of this idea of farmhouse fun?"

"The idea is very simple, just to sell the grapes at home."

"But you can sell it on the market. Why did you think of this way?"

"My grapes are big and sweet. The quality is so good that they can't sell at a good price in the market, so we can only think of other ways."

Yan Fei pursed her lips and felt that the answer was a little out of atmosphere. It had nothing to do with getting rich in rural areas and the well-off plan. It didn't meet expectations. So inform the photographer to pause and start communication. Can you say so

In fact, it's not that Wu Tao can't speak, but that he did it on purpose.

If the other party came a few days earlier, he might try his best to cooperate when the rise of passenger flow is not clear, and publicize and create a trend by the way.

But now, the passenger flow is stable at more than 200 person times and rising slowly.

So no matter what he said, as long as he was on the news, the advertising effect would be enough.

On the other hand, he doesn't want to portray farmhouse music too attractive, so that the whole city's rural areas will follow suit. You'll die a lot and lose a lot of money. After all, the volume of the farmhouse market is very limited these days.

Listening to the pleasant voice of the famous host in the future and smelling the body fragrance emitted by each other, Wu Tao nodded frequently. This is no big deal and will not cause excessive publicity.

So the interview continued.

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"Why do you think farmhouse will attract so many guests?"

"I think this is the desire of people living in the city for a long time for rural life, a return of body and mind. Tao Yuanming, a poet of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, once said that picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan, I think each of us has such a beautiful expectation in the bottom of our hearts. In addition, my family's vineyard is professionally managed by my parents. Generally, such a beautiful vineyard can't be seen in the countryside. "

Then he took a look at Yan Fei and was so confident!

Yan Fei's beautiful eyes were raised. The answer was not inspired by her, but a good answer.

At the end of the interview, Wu Tao took the photographer and exchanged landscape collection skills. For his own vineyard, he knows the best angle from which to shoot, which can achieve the best effect.

Take a beautiful picture of the vineyard and broadcast it in the news. That's a free advertisement. Naturally, snacks should be served.

The photographer followed his instructions and finished the task quickly.

Seeing the reporter off and returning to the beverage stand, he found that black egg always looked absently at home.

Touching the principles of economics, he slapped him and said, "work hard, don't be absent-minded!"

Black egg turned his head, silently holding tears, and continued to open the soda without saying a word. Wujiang couldn't see it anymore and said, "brother, aunt Hua came back just now. She seems to be crying..."

Wu Tao looks at the black egg again, isn't it? Mother and son are connected! Even the black egg cried.

Aunt Hua came back and went straight home, but she didn't work in the vineyard. There must be something in it.

So he put down the book, gently rubbed the black egg's hair and said, "I'll have a look. Don't worry, it's okay."

Pushing open the empty door, Wu Tao called aunt Hua twice, but no one answered. There was no human voice in the yard except the sound of chickens and ducks and the wheezing of big black.

Since the opening of the vineyard, Dahei has been locked in aunt Hua's house to avoid frightening guests and bad influence.

Suddenly, Wu Tao's heart tightened: "aunt Hua won't encounter anything. Can't you think about it?"

As soon as I read this, I rushed into the main room in three steps and turned into the bedroom in two steps. Aunt Hua is holding the picture of black egg's father and weeping silently at the head of the bed.

Okay, okay! Wu Tao breathed out: "aunt Hua, did director Ma embarrass you or take advantage of you? Say it and we'll support you. "

This sounds very hard, but in aunt Hua's eyes, she can't get rid of childishness.

With a puff of laughter, aunt Hua wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "in fact, it's nothing. That bastard Ma Guochao deducted my salary for half a year..."

This loss is actually no big deal for Aunt Hua now. Just because there are no men at home and lack of spiritual support. Any wronged will be magnified infinitely.

"I'll fix it for you! Before long, that bastard will kneel in front of you and plead guilty! "