After a long speculative exchange with aunt Hua, I discussed the opening of the beauty salon.
After growing up and being alone these days, aunt Hua has formed her own ideas.
So most of the time, Wu Tao just interspersed with two supplementary sentences to guide aunt Hua and help her improve her thinking according to her previous impression of the operation of the beauty salon and some established practices.
This communication made Wu Tao thirsty.
Looking back, the bunch of grapes belonging to him had already been held by Fang Yuan and destroyed more than half.
"Fang, I'm not finished with you!"
Fang Yuan didn't think so. Instead, she held her head high and shouted, "uncle, you see my cousin bullying me again..."
What can Wu Binghua say about this situation? You can only train your son. After all, you are a cousin. You should let your cousin go.
It's as like as two peas.
No creativity.
There was nothing to eat. Wu Tao simply talked to his father.
"Dad, I have selected the site today. It won't be long before the construction of factories and roads can be put on the agenda."
As soon as he heard that there was work to be done, Wu Binghua immediately relaxed his eyebrows and did not worry about his son's investment of hundreds of millions of projects.
"No problem, the decoration team of Zhonghai and the decoration team here are just dead, and the construction team on the construction site of the small commodity market has also stopped. I have more than 100 people, all of whom are going to your construction site... "
Wu Tao shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Dad, I'm afraid it's not enough."
"What, how big a factory do you want to build? So many people are not enough?" As a contractor, I'm most afraid that others say they don't have enough hands.
"Cousin asked for five or six thousand mu of land ~" Fang Yuan interposed.
Wu Tao stared, "you can't stop your mouth!"
Turning around, Wu Binghua stood up, "Xiao Tao, if you make such a large piece of land, in case of a mistake in the project, it will be a loss. It's hot potato. You can't throw it out at that time!"
"Dad, I'm not stupid. I'm the first to occupy such a large area. The plant must be built by stages. The scale of the first phase project is up to 1000 mu. "
Hearing this, Wu Binghua finally recovered his look. 1000 mu is the scale of the small commodity market, and the phased construction is also conducive to stop the loss in time.
Wu Tao has no way to change his Lao Tzu's way of thinking that he does not worry about winning and losing first.
However, the phased construction of the plant was a plan he had planned for a long time. It was not all to comfort his Laozi.
Aunt Hua, who had been chatting with an Rong all the time, also said, "brother, over the past year, Xiao Tao's idea has not been unexpected. I believe him."
Well, even others believe in their son. It's unreasonable to be a parent, isn't it?
Thinking of this, Wu Binghua no longer worried about it blindly, but put his mind on the project.
That's what he likes.
"When will you get the land? Then I'll show someone the terrain. "
"OK, wait for me to call."
After eating in the beauty salon, the three left.
The afternoon sun is getting hotter and hotter. It's time to go back and take a nap. At the thought of this, Wu Tao couldn't help yawning.
Unexpectedly, an Rong's mobile phone rang again.
"I hate it. Wang Yao is urging me again..."
Wu Tao also felt annoyed, but when he thought that after school, this guy would have a chance to get close to an Rong, he thought and simply defeated him at one fell swoop.
one finished , all is finished.
"Then go and have a look by the way. I'm idle anyway."
When Wu Tao said this, an Rong immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, Wu Tao bought this mobile phone. It's always used to answer the calls of other boys. What's the matter?
After answering the phone, the three knew that the place where Wang Yao rented to run the magazine was also in Ninghai building.
Soon, the car stopped at the door of Ninghai building.
The three people entered the door and didn't even have to get on the elevator. They went straight to Wang Yao's so-called magazine.
Usually the first floor of this office building is not very easy to rent. Because there is no daylighting, and dark, invisible people feel depressed.
It seems that although the Wang family gives their son some money, the amount is limited.
Sure enough, as soon as the three entered the door and Wang Yao came up, his face was a little unnatural and self-confident.
Seeing Wu Tao appear, I felt even more empty.
"An Rong, although the conditions here are a little poor, my father often tells me that in the early stage of entrepreneurship, we should carry forward the style of hard work, simplicity, diligence and thrift. When the magazine becomes bigger in the future, we are moving into a high-end office building... "
"Ha ha ~" an Rong smiled and heard Wang Yao's face freeze.
I'm still not confident! Wu Tao thought and said nothing.
On the contrary, Fang Yuan skimmed her mouth and looked dismissive.
After all, with her cousin these days, Fang Yuan's eyes have risen a lot with the tide.
In her opinion, this little fuss is nothing strange at all.
Wang Yao led the three people inside. There were already five or six people working in the dark office.
Headed by a young man with long bangs, he stood in the aisle and put on an awkward posture that he wanted to meet but couldn't put down his figure.
At a glance, he is a literary and artistic youth.
"An Rong, this is brother Cao, the editor in chief I invited at a high price."
Literary Cao pushed his glasses and saw the appearance of an Rong and Fang Yuan. Their eyes were green.
Seeing this, Wu Tao took the lead in the middle. This is not friendly, but we have to guard against it.
"Brother Cao, tell my friends about the positioning and selling points of our magazine." When it comes to professional matters, Wang Yao can't say at all. So we can only push out literary Cao.
Literary Cao lifted the bangs in front of his forehead. After lifting it, he realized that this action was really a little affected.
He pretended to clear his throat and said, "our boys and girls Magazine focuses on middle school students. Touch their inner emotional world with delicate style and in-depth strokes. "
As soon as Wu Tao heard this, he felt that he couldn't.
Now the children are seen by their parents seriously. Who dares to buy such a love magazine openly?
What's more, for more than 100 years in modern times, the hazy feelings of boys and girls can't be explained clearly. Can you touch them with this broken magazine?
An Rong seemed to be almost what he thought and replied, "I'm afraid no one dares to buy this kind of magazine?"
Fang Yuan simply grinned and said it was ridiculous.
Seeing this, the man of literature and art didn't buy it. He quickly remedied: "we will also invite some famous experts to write columns and interact with middle school students. For example, the master of chicken soup, which is very popular recently, is still very appealing, and many middle school students like it. "
An Rong immediately covered her mouth.
Fang Yuan simply couldn't help but burst out laughing, which confused the literary man and Wang Yao.
Only Wu Tao was serious. "Are you still familiar with the Taosheng?"
The literary man stood up and said, "I have a little friendship with him. It's just a piece of cake to invite him."
Wu Tao shook his head. "I don't think he has time to talk to you."
"Why? How do you know? " The literary and artistic man did not understand, and Wang Yao did not understand, "that is, why?"
"Why not, because I'm the so-called master of chicken soup!"