Restart the Flying Age

　　 Gu Fei took 10,000 yuan given by Wu Tao, and after lunch, he drove to Jinling.

　　 The cost of testing the water for 2,000 T-shirts is exactly 20,000, and he will pay the remaining 10,000, so the final profit share is naturally 50-50%.

　　 Wu Tao only needs to sit at home, remotely direct the command, and then sit and divide into equal parts.

　　 However, An Rong meant that it was a little too cheap to be divided into fifty to five.

　　 "You made the idea, and you made the cute photos of the golden retriever. He is responsible for running errands and easily get 50%. Isn't this cheap?"

　　 After all, it is from a big city. An Rong has a scientific understanding of the importance of intellectual property rights and the value of ideas.

　　 This elbow turned to himself, which made Wu Tao very pleased.

　　 So he didn't bother to explain how much work was involved from production to sales.

　　 Anyway, this is a one-off sale. His purpose is nothing more than to test Gu Fei to see if he is qualified to be his own spokesperson.

　　 If Gu Fei passes the assessment by chance, then the next cooperation can only be based on the premise of owning holdings.

　　 Otherwise, don’t talk about it.

　　 Even if it fails, the loss is controllable. Because he only took 1 photo this time, he still had 19 available.

　　 The rush of July has already begun, and most of the city’s primary and secondary schools have entered the rhythm of holidays.

　　 There are obviously more students in the vineyard.

　　 Three or two friends, sitting in the shade, surrounded a table of grapes, watermelon, soda, and melon seeds and dried fruits interspersed in the middle, talking and laughing, and one day can pass without knowing it.

　　Wu Tao held this economic principle in his hand, sitting next to the beverage stand, watching with gusto. Anyway, there is a black egg in the account and Xiao Jiang in the bottle cap. He just needs to **** his ears and listen.

　　 "Two bottles of orange soda, six cents! Exactly."

　　 "A can of Jianlibao, two yuan, two cents for you."

　　 Aunt Hua is not here today, and went to the guest house to go through the resignation formalities. Now that the farmhouse is so popular, she doesn't need to suffer the squandering in the guest house.

　　 The work of the foreman fell on Wu Binghua.

　　 After this period of training, my horizons have opened up. Wu Binghua's dull and uncomfortable character has also become much talkative.

　　Whether it is with the local tyrants from all walks of life in the city, or with a group of high school students touring ten acres of vineyards, you can have a conversation without embarrassing the scene.

　　 And Wu Tao, as the champion of this year's high school entrance examination, also spread to every customer's ears through his mouth.

　　 East Garden Pavilion.

　　 Seven immature and frivolous faces, from top to bottom of the famous brand, are sitting together, eating and chatting, glancing in the direction of the drink stand from time to time.

　　 Since the first day when Da Nongjiale opened, this group of high school students have come.

The boy headed by 　　 is tall and sturdy, with a perverted white skin all over his body. Only when facing An Rong to take pictures, will he occasionally glow with a strange blush.

　　 "Xu Jiawen, we have been here for seven or eight days, why don't you confess?" one of the girls was bored and authentic.

　　 "I heard that your rival is the champion of this year's high school entrance examination. He is very strong. No wonder An Rong likes him so much."

　　 Xu Jiawen took a sip of soda angrily, and his little white face instantly blushed, "Huh!"

　　 "What's so great about the champion in the senior high school entrance examination? Gavin was also in the top 20 in the city's total ranking in the high school entrance examination that year!"

　　 "Then did you express your confession today?"

　　 Xu Gavin was immediately discouraged, "Wait!"

　　 It seemed that the title of the top pick in the entrance examination made him a little daunted after all.

　　 Song Qiao took small steps, wore a tunic shirt, twisted his waist and came to the drink stand.

　　 There is a smile at the corner of his mouth, and his face is mysterious.

　　 "Little boss, there is inside information, are you interested in knowing?"

　　 It seems that gossip is a woman's nature. Wu Tao saw the shadow of Zhao Li from Song Qiao's face.

　　 Fortunately, they are all very attractive and beautiful faces. Such a hungry appetite is not annoying.

　　 "Sister Qiao'er, of course I am interested in knowing the news you got. Say it quickly, if you have value, you will be rewarded!"

　　 Song Qiao smiled, revealing two well-behaved mouths.

　　 "Seeing the group of high school students in the pavilion of the East Garden, I heard them talking about An Rong. It seems that it is the headed guy who likes An Rong, ready to confess!"

　　 As expected!

　　 Actually, Wu Tao, who was a man for two generations, has long noticed that this group of high school students come to hang out every day, and they must have no good deeds.

　　 But he didn't worry about it at all. She and An Rong have become such resentful puppets in their previous lives, and she can be alone. What's more, An Rong's heart is definitely full of herself in this life, the two of them blending oil in such a honey.

　　 "Want to know what your rival is called?"

"Um?"

　　 "Xu Jiawen, I heard that he is also very good in studying."

　　 "Xu, Jia, Wen," Wu Tao repeated, and immediately waved his hand: "Don't worry, he is not qualified to be my love rival. But sister Xie Qiaoer told me that you can come to work every day this month."

　　 Song Qiao jogged and left.

　　 An Rong came back holding the camera, Wu Tao immediately put down the book, picked up the fan and fanned her.

　　 didn't wait to take a breath, and was called away by the guests who wanted to take pictures in a blink of an eye.

　　 At this time, Song Qiao, who had just left for a short time, ran back like Sahuan.

　　 "Little boss, the city TV station is here, and Aunt Lan Lanlan asked me to call you..."

　　Wu Tao put down his book and was full of energy~www.NovelMTL.com~ After so many days of continuous reports in the newspapers, the TV station is finally here!

　　 "Let's go and have a look. Xiaojiang Heidan is optimistic about the drink stand."

　　 "Yes!"

　　 walked into the courtyard gate with her hands behind her back. Zhang Huilan was standing at the gate of the East Room, waving at him vigorously.

　　 slowly walked over, Wu Tao couldn't help but laughed: "Mom, what made you so urgent?"

"Today your Aunt Hua is not here, and your dad took people to the field again. Now that the TV station is coming and carrying the camera, we can't neglect. Tao, can you do it? Don't mess up our business. NS."

　　 "Bah, mom, what are you talking about? Just put your heart in your stomach, I will meet them."

　　 On the other side, Xia Li smiled and said: "That's right, sister, Xiao Tao can even bring home the champion in the high school entrance examination. This little scene, that's not a problem!"

　　 I was still listening to what my aunt said. Wu Tao straightened his chest and opened the door to enter the breezy East Room.

　　 Looking around, I saw each other at a glance. Because of the bulky camera, it is too conspicuous.

　　 Walked over quickly, Wu Tao smiled and stretched out his hand at the beauty in professional clothes: "Comrade reporter, you are welcome."

　　 Unexpectedly, the beauty reporter showed no mercy, "Is there no adult in your family who can be the master?"

　　 This is being despised, Wu Tao scratched his temple, wondering how to go back.

　　 "Where is Wu Tao?" The beauty reporter seemed to be unwilling and asked again.

　　 "I am!" Wu Tao patted his chest.

　　 "Really, it's impossible, isn't it? Wu Tao is a rich farmer!" The beauty reporter stood up.

　　 "It's me! And if you know enough, you should know that he has another identity-this year's high school entrance examination champion."

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