Chapter 181

In fact, it's not difficult to be in the same class with an Rong.

At least Wu Tao thinks it's not difficult to do it with his thin face.

However, they are tired of being together all day, and there is no great need. I really want to be affectionate. There's no need to be affectionate in the same class.

Their own residence is very good!

Besides, distance produces beauty.

Although an Rong is beautiful enough and handsome enough, no one is too beautiful, isn't it?

Lunch is still settled in the chuanchuanxiang shop at the door. Song Qiao's cooking is becoming more and more exquisite.

Even Wu Tao, who is used to the chef's craft, thinks it's very good. What's more, there are some special things to see at dinner every day.

The colorful and swaying small objects are getting thinner and thinner.

Since the eighth day of the lunar new year, chuanchuanxiang has opened after the festival. The passenger flow in the store has steadily reached a new level.

As for the snack street next to it, two more businessmen who are not afraid of death came, engaged in two facades, began to decorate wantonly and prepared to do a big job.

Now this kind of thing, even song Qiao doesn't pay attention to it, let alone aunt Hua who went to South Korea for an investigation.

However, more than ten minutes after dinner, Wu Tao found that song Qiao began to have his own ideas.

Since mastering the economic power of the family, the life of the old song family is not only getting better and better, but also song Qiao pays more and more attention to herself. Clothes are fashionable, and there are a wide range of close fitting small clothes. Even dozens of lipstick are equipped.

Of course, it is not because she has the power to take charge of the economy and has the right to spend money on her own, but because of the income, she has the free money to decorate herself.

"Boss, I think the development of chuanchuanxiang has encountered a bottleneck."

"Huh?" Wu Tao answered, ate the braised fish and said, "what do you think?"

"I don't know, but should we drive to a big city?" Song Qiao's tone is very modest, but his idea is not modest at all.

The idea of daring to expand into big cities is not something that ordinary people dare to move.

After all, the bigger the city, the deeper the water.

"It's right to have an idea, but have you ever thought about how many small stores like chuanchuanxiang have to open in big cities to form a scale effect?"

"... again, when we get to a big city, are there so many good lots and golden shops left for us?"

"... what's more, with a large city and a large population, there will be more businessmen who are not afraid of death. At that time, there will be more competition than in Beijiang."

"Did you stop like this?" Song Qiao sipped the rice with her red lips, unwilling to speak.

Wu Tao shook his head. "Your idea of expanding into a big city is right. I might as well tell you that Aunt Hua will open stores in Jinling and Zhonghai in years. But it's not a string of incense, but another business. "

Song Qiao was puzzled, "but we don't understand anything except string of fragrant spicy hot."

"Really? You can think about it. " Wu Tao inspired, "what is this string of fragrant spicy hot like?"

"Hot pot, right?" Song Qiaoling moved and said, "you mean we have to engage in a large hotpot chain, right?"

"All right, figure it out for yourself." Wu Tao finished eating, wiped his mouth, put down his dishes and chopsticks and went downstairs.

People go up, water flows down.

Nowadays, song Qiao's salary is very high in Beijiang.

Having solved the problem of fullness and warmth, they also wondered how they could go further.

This is a good thing. Wu Tao doesn't have to stop it. Besides, he was also making money for himself. Naturally, he was happy to see it.

In the twinkling of an eye, at the weekend, when Wu Tao almost forgot about Zhao Li's works, Wang Yongsheng called.

And it came in the middle of the night.

Wu Tao was sleeping soundly. The mobile phone on the bedside table rang twice and woke him up.

Dazed, the fan touched Ericsson's mobile phone and connected the phone. Just after feeding, Wang Yongsheng's excited voice that almost jumped up came and said, "I've seen the works you sent. It's very good!"

"What time is it, old Wang?"

"Don't worry about the time. Listen to me. The story of this work is good. It's interesting. More importantly, the painting style also has innovation, which makes me see the hope of Guoman! "

"I already told you!" Wu Tao's tone is faint, in sharp contrast to Wang Yongsheng's shouting.

"Why aren't you happy, boy? Do you know what that means? "

"Isn't that the hope of Guoman?"

"Let's not talk about it first. More importantly, I am full of confidence in the publication of our first magazine! To tell you the truth, many people are not optimistic about my re running of comic magazines. They feel that the prospect of the domestic market is unknown and Guoman has no hope... "

Upon hearing this, Wang Yongsheng seemed to be about to talk to himself. Wu Tao decisively interrupted, "old Wang, do you think I am qualified to intervene in the things prepared by the comic club?"

Wang Yongsheng said, "so your boy is waiting for me here!" Then he said, "listen to you, I will speed up the preparation progress and strive for the first issue, which will be published at the end of this month!"

"So fast, old Wang?" Wu Tao was immediately surprised.

Wang Yongsheng said in a tone of coming over: "the enthusiasm of readers is also the source of inspiration for cartoonists. If such a good work is not published as soon as possible, I'm worried that the author's inspiration will dry up quickly. If it breaks, it's a pity. "

In fact, Wu Tao has helped Zhao Li improve the outline of this story, but it's not too broken.

But what Wang Lao said is also right. The enthusiastic response of readers can really stimulate the creator's inspiration.

Maybe Zhao Li can play super long and draw some unexpected highlights and features.

"OK, Mr. Wang, you are an expert in this field. You decide. But pay attention to your health, old Wang. "

"Your boy is hypocritical. He was desperate before. Now he says that again..."

Wu Tao yawned. "Wang Lao, it's all right. I'll go to bed first."

"Wait, I wrote some modification suggestions on the work and sent them to you tomorrow. You should pay attention to checking..."

Returning to school on Sunday night, Wu Tao heard a lot of comments, all about Zhao Li.

One by one, they are mostly talking about the publication of Zhao Li's cartoon.

How did this leak?

On second thought, he was relieved again. Zhao Li lives in the dormitory. It's hard to avoid being discovered that she draws cartoons every day.

Some gossip broke their mouths. As soon as they stimulated Zhao Li, I was afraid they would publicize the matter to be published to the public.

As a result, when Zhao Li came and asked, it was really this reason.

However, this is not over. During the evening self-study, Lu Wei came and specially called Zhao Li away to talk.

When she came back, Zhao Li's pretty face was still stubborn and unyielding.

Wu Tao turned his head and asked, "did you say it was Qiu Xiaotian's assignment?"

"I didn't!" Zhao Li said with a white neck: "I admit that this is the work I want to publish, and I just want to prove it to him!"