Restart the Flying Age

　　 Qiu Xiaotian depressed and left.

　　 originally thought that he had thrown out the olive branch of learning to paint. As a girl, she would admire his extraordinary artistic temperament and agree without hesitation.

　　 But Zhao Li did not.

　　 so that the last ten minutes of that class was spent in an extremely embarrassing atmosphere.

　　 Extracurricular activities.

　　 Zhao Liqiao's face was blushing, not because she was in front of her classmates and prevented a coquettish art teacher from coming to stage; it was because she hadn't received such attention for many years because of her academic expertise and excellence.

　　 "Should I promise him?" Wu Tao asked this question.

　　Wu Tao answered without asking: "You don't hesitate to come here with your dowry book. Have you ever thought about what to do after three years?"

　　 "I never thought about it." Zhao Li shook her head simply.

　　 Wu Tao could not help being speechless, really a straightforward beautiful girl. "Uh, okay. Then I'll tell the truth, don't mind."

　　 Zhao Li nodded vigorously, her pretty face was unexpectedly serious.

"With your current grades, you need to work hard and hard to get into the second book after three years! But if you take the admissions route for artistic specialty students, the admission score for the college entrance examination can be 20 points lower than that of the same batch. For you, the hope is greatly increased."

　　 "...More importantly, if you have mastered the ability to draw comics, you will be able to support yourself with comics even if you fail to enter university in the future."

　　 "Really?" Zhao Li raised her eyebrows, revealing strong interest.

　　 "Of course, but the college entrance examination policy for art students needs to be checked for details. I don't know the details..."

　　 Before Wu Tao finished speaking, she was interrupted by her: "I am not talking about this. What I am curious about is painting can really support myself?"

　　 "Yes, I promise I can!"

　　 Zhao Li tilted her head and nodded: "Okay, I listen to you and learn to paint. But is Teacher Qiu reliable? After all, others look too..."

　　 Wu Tao immediately understood what she meant, and said with a smile: "You mean he is not very serious and not very reliable, right?"

Seeing her nodded, Wu Tao continued: "It doesn't matter, he is just a little coquettish. Those who engage in art will be a little quirky. But you don't need to take the initiative to find him. Don't worry, based on what I know about him, he will come again. I'm looking for you."

　　……

　　 At noon the next day, Xu Jiawen and Chen Yongli came out of the first shop in Dongmen alley.

　　 was picking his teeth in his hand, and his expression was still unfinished.

　　 Chen Yongli said flatteringly: "Brother Wen, I said this movie is the best? The figure of the woman in it is just a little bit more..."

　　 There was an unspoken sly smile on their faces.

　　In this era, Hong Kong and Taiwan often have some ungraded films flowing into the small video halls of the mainland. Judging from their appearance, it is estimated that they were like this just now.

　　 At this moment, Xu Jiawen suddenly narrowed his eyes and watched Wu Tao come out from the east gate, turn right to the south, and enter a small shop without walking a few steps.

　　 "I remember that no one had closed down that store long ago." Chen Yongli recalled.

　　 "Go, go over and take a look."

　　 The two passed by the East Gate and walked a few steps, only to find that not only the snack bar that was listed for sale had closed down, but the one next to it had also closed.

　　While Wu Tao walked into this place, Xu Jiawen's heart moved. Could it be that he bought it?

　　 "Brother Wen, are these two stores owned by his family? His family is very strong, and it seems that the farmhouse has really made a lot of money." Chen Yongli said this, with envy in his tone.

　　 Xu Jiawen disdainfully said, "Even if the farmhouse makes money, what's the use? Putting it here is not just waiting for the water!"

　　 "No way, Brother Wen, why are you so sure?"

　　 "Think about it, since our first year in high school, how many times have the owners of these two shops changed?"

　　 Chen Yongli tried hard to recall: "I can't remember the specific few, but there are at least five or six."

　　 "So, if you do a snack business here, you will lose one for each one!"

　　 "Brother Wen, what if his family doesn't plan to make snacks?" Chen Yongli asked eagerly.

　　 Xu Jiawen knocked him on the head irritably, "Then just wait and see."

　　……

In the 　　 snack bar, all the original dilapidated facilities are knocked out.

　　 Wu Tao was lying on the table looking at the drawings with Wu Binghua, listening to him transform the store according to McDonald's decoration style.

　　 Just yesterday, Aunt Hua had already ordered all the stores near the three high schools.

　　Because the Beijiang Middle School is a two-in-one, it has the largest area, with a floor area of ​​more than 40 square meters, while the second floor plus a corridor is almost the same size.

　　 The father and son were discussing, the aunt Ma came out of the back kitchen with two meals.

　　 "Master, your father's food, eat while it is hot, I will add it if it is not enough."

　　 "Thank Ma Ma." Wu Tao took over and quickly thanked him.

　　 "Thank you!" Aunt Ma is Zhao Jinhuai's wife, and she is very enthusiastic.

　　 Wu Binghua set up a construction team, Zhao Jinhuai, as a major apprentice, is naturally eligible to join. So he gave up the farmhouse to watch the idle work of the diesel generator set, and followed the construction team to make a lot of money.

　　 This time I went to the city to renovate, and a group of people wanted to eat and drink, so the horse lady followed.

　　 Wu Tao also knew about this, so he came over at meal time and took advantage of his mouth to eat.

　　 Aunt Hua has been going through various industrial and commercial and tax procedures in the past few days, and she will ignore him for a while~www.NovelMTL.com~ The father and son are holding big bowls and eating in front of them.

　　Wu Binghua re-estimated the cost according to his son's request just now, thinking about it: "If you can do it according to your idea, the decoration cost will be more than 20%."

　　 "It's okay, Dad, money is not a problem." Wu Tao continued.

　　 "How much money can you make when you open these three stores? According to me, it will take more than half a year to make it back only for the cost of decoration."

　　 "Dad, don't you believe your son?"

"It's not that you don't believe you," Wu Binghua said when he saw the wind and rain: "In business, there is always a loss and a profit. There is also a lot of luck in this. You can't let you share the good things that make you big money every time, right? "

　　 Yes, I can’t say more about that.

　　 Wu Tao waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "You will know when the time comes. Besides, even if I lose money, this small amount of money won't hurt my'muscles and bones.' Anyway, I have a lot of money now, I can afford it!"

　　 "Then tell me, how much money did your company in Jinling make?"

　　 Actually, Wu Binghua wanted to ask this question last time.

　　 Wu Tao looked up at the roof and recalled: "Three days ago, when Fei Ge and I reported, the company still had about 8 million surplus funds on its books."

　　 Wu Binghua choked in his throat with a mouthful of food, his voice hoarse: "How much? 8 million?"

Wu Tao nodded. In the past two weeks, the company's sales have increased by 4 million, plus the original 10 million. Excluding the preparation budget of the Zhonghai branch, the construction cost of the Yuankang drinking fountain assembly plant, and the working capital of the entire Yuankang company, it is at least 800. Million surplus capital.

　　 After the Zhonghai branch is up and running, Wu Tao believes that the money will skyrocket at a faster rate.