Chapter 223

Seeing this email, Wu Tao immediately felt great pressure.

I was taken by others!

And it seems that Yonge's netizen is insightful in production management and quality supervision.

At this time, Wu Tao couldn't help feeling a little lucky.

Fortunately, instant messaging software such as MSN Messenger has not yet appeared. The current form of network communication can only be e-mail.

Otherwise, if you really start online chat and can't say a few words, you should show your stuffing.

Since it's email, it's easy to do. At least he has enough time to think and speculate.

So it took nearly 40 minutes to write the reply email.

In the email, he talked about the necessity of production management and quality supervision for the rapid development of domestic industry, and expressed his wish to introduce this kind of management and build factories in the high-tech field.

In short, in the future, the development of domestic industry is based on this context, and it should not be wrong.

Since too substantive and professional specific contents are avoided, there will be no mistakes.

This is more or less an understatement. After all, it is not a long-term plan.

So after turning off the computer, he couldn't wait to charge the book.

I'm on the Internet these days. I don't have any ink in my stomach. I really can't!

Because most people who can surf the Internet now are high-quality people. After all, ordinary people can't surf the Internet at all.

If you are not careful, you will run into a great God.

As soon as I was absorbed in reading, I unconsciously arrived at night.

It gets dark in summer, mostly after seven o'clock. He got up and relaxed. He remembered that an Rong was still asleep on the sofa.

When I came to the living room, I saw that the thin blanket had already been pressed by the slim and concave convex body.

An Rong changed from sleeping on her stomach to curling up on her back, with a sense of elegance.

It's just that the loose T-shirt is empty, making the girl's chest looming.

Yes, although it can't compare with Zhao Li's Wei'an, it's enough to have a ditch and outline.

Squatting down, the girl's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was dreaming, with a smile on her mouth.

After watching this for a while, a cool wind suddenly blew into the balcony.

If you sleep like this, you will catch cold. Wu Tao pushed an Rong to wake her up.

However, an Rong turned around and slept with her face against the sofa. It seemed that she was really tired.

In desperation, he had to pick her up, walk into the bedroom and put her on the bed.

As soon as she touched the big bed, an Rong's body suddenly stretched out like an octopus. Wu Tao was ready to move with her seductive posture.

Just then, the cell phone ring on the bedside table suddenly rang.

When I answered the phone, it was Gu Jin's voice.

Wu Tao immediately broke out in a cold sweat. His mind was ready to move, and immediately flew out of the sky.

I knew I wouldn't buy this mobile phone for the other party. Now, you can check their posts anytime, anywhere.

For a time, Wu Tao could not help regretting.

Hung up the phone and looked at an Rong sleeping sweetly. I really couldn't bear to wake her up.

However, Gu Jin said that we must go back.

So he called around. An Rong rolled from one side of the bed to the other like a ball. He was stunned and didn't wake up.

With a slight sigh, she received her belongings in the bag, wrapped her with a thin blanket and carried her on her back.

An Rong lay on his back, Zhen first found a comfortable position, and then fell asleep.

Walking on the street at the dawn of the lights, Wu Tao, carrying a light person on his back, hummed a minor, quite a feeling of having the world.

A year ago today, he came here. A year later, he had everything.

In the future, the tide of industrialization, science and technology and networking is rolling in.

It is often said that even pigs can fly as long as they stand on the cusp of the times.

Therefore, Wu Tao's ambition is also rising in the wind, and the longer it grows, the greater it becomes.

After Song Qiao determined the location of hotpot City, aunt Hua came back.

The beauty salons in Zhonghai and Jinling have entered the stage of large-scale decoration. Aunt Hua rarely comes back to see her son.

So Wu Tao finally got away and didn't have to be asked by song Qiao every day.

With the help of aunt Hua, song Qiao is more comfortable preparing for the hot pot city.

As for the issue of attracting investment and restructuring, the government seems to be more urgent.

Liu Quanyou personally took command, but no one has answered this matter so far. He can't hang his face.

In fact, it's no wonder that small businessmen with some capital now pick up their thick thighs to hold them.

Who cares about Liu Quanyou, the old guy with a bright future and a stable country ahead?

Now that Aunt Hua has returned, Wu Tao will no longer wait and see.

It's most appropriate for Aunt Hua to do it.

So when Aunt Hua appeared in Liu Quan's office, Ma Guochao was confused.

However, Liu Quanyou shouted one by one, a famous female entrepreneur. His uncle didn't hurt Ma Guochao, whom his grandmother didn't love, obviously no one cared.

The pretty widow, who had been submissive to him, had reached a height beyond his reach.

Ma Guochao is full of bitterness and bitterness. He is flooded with bitterness and can't appeal to people.

Only when Aunt Hua offered a full control price of 1 million, he finally jumped to his feet.

"It's impossible! Don't talk! "

Aunt Hua raised her eyebrows and glanced at the old leader who had been domineering in front of her. Her beautiful eyes were full of disdain.

Seeing that Liu Quanyou was still hesitating, aunt Hua didn't say more. She got up and said, "in that case, secretary Liu, let's stop today."

Liu Quanyou also had no idea. He glared at Ma Guochao and sent aunt Hua to the door with a smile.

In the classroom, Wu Tao held six sigma books and read them in front of extracurricular books.

Zhao Li accompanied her, turning her pencil in boredom.

The pencil, in her slender hand, turned out endless patterns.

But her mind was obviously not in this regard, and even her pretty face was still worried.

It was not until Wu Tao took back his eyes from the book and looked out of the window to relax that Zhao Li seized the opportunity and passed.

"Help me see some paintings?"

Wu Tao turned back and looked at Zhao Li's expectant face, "is there a new work?"

The reason for this is that Wu Tao doesn't need to look at the star soul creation in person.

After all, with a studio doing some basic physical work behind, Zhao Li was finally able to get out. She not only studied more carefully, but also improved her creative level.

He is no longer the one who needed Wu Tao's decision on major and minor matters.

Therefore, practice is the most training experience.

Taking over Zhao Li's new work design, Wu Tao immediately brightened his eyes, "the theme of women's volleyball team?"

Zhao Li nodded seriously. "Recently, I went to see the training of the women's volleyball school team and felt very enlightening. When I think of the work of a slam dunk master in Japan, why can't I create a 'female volleyball player'

"It seems that Japan also has this?" Wu Tao vaguely remembered, "but even if you have it, you can create it again. It's good to create a work based on China's national conditions and human feelings!"