The relaxed and happy atmosphere also made Liu Quanyou and Liu Minhao who came in a hurry to relax instantly.

　　

　　Three people are like old friends, from looking at the world situation to the development of Beijiang City and even Binhu District.

　　

Speaking of later, Liu Quan had a shy old face, rubbing his hands uncomfortably, and begging: "Mr. Wu, you see that the Beijiang Glass Factory is now developing very well after your acquisition and reform. The stock market Changhong does not say. The performance is getting higher every year!"

　　

　　 "...Why don't you arrange for your subordinates to see what other factories in Beijiang can buy? Anyway, the conditions are easy to negotiate, easy to negotiate!"

　　

　　 Come on, this is all in honorifics, and Wu Tao is not too casual. So suddenly from the posture of leaning back on the chair, he sat up and said with earnestness: "Secretary Liu, it is my duty to contribute to the construction of my hometown."

　　

"... But when it comes to the development of Beijiang, I think the pace in recent years has been good. By exporting labor to stimulate economic development, the local commodity market is also doing well. With the gradual progress of urban construction and the in-depth development of tourism resources, It can be said to be a perfect answer."

　　

　　'S remarks followed the development context set by An Dingguo, and included Liu Minhao's political achievements by the way. Obviously, it was not a perfunctory remark.

　　

　　 So Liu Minho felt more comfortable.

　　

　　 It’s just that Liu Quanyou, who sits firmly on the top spot in Beijiang, is always thinking about what to continue to toss about in office, and strive to take a step and a half before he retreats.

　　

　　 This is also human nature.

　　

　　 That’s why Liu Quanyou slapped his lips, but he couldn’t respond to these words.

　　

　　Fortunately, Liu Minhao, who was born as a secret secretary, was quick to see the opportunity. When even after taking the topic, he humbly asked Wu Tao about his views and suggestions on the large-scale development of Liyuan Village Farmhouse.

　　

　　Although I haven't had time to go out and watch it, from the experience of entering the country, Wu Tao believes that this farmhouse's large-scale management idea is definitely correct.

　　

　　 Compared with the battle that An Dingguo was expecting, the current conditions are undoubtedly much more mature.

　　

　　 Then when he talked about suggestions, Wu Tao's expression suddenly became solemn, "But Uncle Liu, I have an immature suggestion."

　　

　　 Liu Minhao frowned, he naturally wouldn't think that the next words were really immature tips. The ability to observe words and colors that he had cultivated over the years had long allowed him to understand that the next words might be what Wu Tao was going to say today.

　　

　　 "Wu always has something to say, we will definitely consider it carefully."

　　

　　 Wu Tao took a sip of water and took a deep breath, which made Liu Minhao feel nervous.

　　

　　 Liu Quanyou, who hadn't paid much attention to tourism since the beginning, was always disapproving, and was always wondering how to pull some information from Wu Tao's fingers to attract investment.

　　

Looking at the two of them, Wu Tao spoke unhappy. "Recently, I heard that a new type of virus has emerged in the south. It has many transmission channels and is extremely harmful. Therefore, it is best to strengthen medical care in the area of ​​farmhouses and even Beijiang tourism. Manage to prevent this virus from entering Beijiang and causing irreversible negative effects."

　　

　　 Liu Minhao was anxious when he heard that, "Mr. Wu, this seems inconvenient to operate. Especially the reputation of Beijiang Farmhouse has been played out through the Internet, and many tourists from the south like to come to us."

　　

　　 After Wu Tao finished talking about the topic, he relaxed his mind and body. He leaned back in his chair leisurely and said casually: "Uncle Liu, if you don't have the energy to do this work, you can let Director Fang do it."

　　

　　 "Fang... Director Fang?" Liu Minhao made a sharp turn in his mind, and immediately realized that what Wu Tao was referring to was the director of the district committee office, his relatives little uncle!

　　

　　 Thinking of this, Liu Minhao, who looks like a human, began to pay attention to preventing new viruses. "Mr. Wu, once this virus spreads, will the consequences really be serious?"

　　

　　 Wu Tao nodded, "It may be more serious than the natural disaster in 1998. If this matter is not good, that is."

　　

　　 Liu Minhao stopped speaking suddenly, and looked at Liu Quanyou with a heavy heart.

　　

　　 Liu Quanyou just recovered from his small abacus, and blurted out, "Even if it is necessary to strengthen medical care management, I am afraid that the backward medical condition of Beijiang is more than enough."

　　

　　 After finishing speaking, he sighed heavily.

　　

　　With regard to medical reform, no place dares to eat crabs first. Turning to Liu Quanyou, he never thought about it from beginning to end, let alone gaining political achievements through it.

　　

　　 But as soon as his sigh fell, Wu Tao immediately said: "Well, if you allow private capital to enter the medical system, I can consider investing a sum of money to improve Beijiang's medical system in case of emergency."

　　

　　 Liu Quanyou's eyes lit up, but the investment next to him was not brought in. The investment in medical resources was also a gain.

　　

　　 So as soon as he wrinkled his brows, he began to really think about this question, "Medical reform is not a matter of overnight, can this distant water quench the near thirst of the new virus?"

　　

　　 Wu Tao only said, "I don't think the problem is big."

　　

　　 When Liu Quanyou left, he was still full of doubts. But after staying in the official position for a long time, I have developed the habit of keeping a three-pointer in everything, so that I can go back and ponder it myself.

　　

　　 As for Liu Minhao, he began to ponder the balance between the development of farmhouses and the prevention of new viruses, and he digested the amount of information in Wu Tao's words.

　　

　　 Although he paid attention to it in his heart, he still intends to leave it to Director Fang to do it.

　　

　　 After all, Mr. Wu has already spoken.

　　

　　 The two parents had just left, Wu Tao was in the living room giving Liu Ruoxi the latest instructions and arrangements, and the old uncle Zhang Zhongping arrived.

　　

　　 entered the small courtyard, not even the small building, so he opened up in the courtyard with a lingering fear.

　　

　　 Not long after, Zhang Huilan also came back, bringing back a cart of fresh vegetables and ingredients.

　　

　　 It looks like they are all picked from the surrounding farmhouses.

　　

　　 Knowing sister Mo Ruo, Zhang Huilan looked at her younger brother's guilty conscience and didn't dare to look directly at him, and she began to scold it regardless.

　　

　　 made Zhang Zhongping unable to resist, so he could only pull Wu Tao from the small building as a shield.

　　

　　 Wu Tao took the conversation and asked: "Old uncle~lightnovelpub.net~Why didn't my aunt and cousin come?"

　　

　　 This question made Zhang Zhongping feel very enthusiastic, at least better than his sister who knew he was calling him.

　　

　　 The smoke from the grape farm rises, and the posture is not even weaker than that of the farmhouse next to it.

　　

　　People who are familiar with Vineyards are very curious. For a long time, only gas stoves have been used there. Why are they doing so much now? Could it be that Zhang Huilan wants to return to her old career, so what else can she do for her family?

　　

　　 This worry didn't disappear until one person and one dog appeared in the village.

　　

　　 It turned out that the genius entrepreneur from the Vineyard has returned, and it is indeed time for a big deal.

　　

　　 Some familiar folks in the village even took out the good things that they were reluctant to eat at home on weekdays and stuffed them with Wu Tao, and said something close to them, making it impossible for Wu Tao not to accept them.

　　

　　 Fortunately, I followed Song Guanghui next to him. That sturdy figure is perfect to be used as a mobile shelf...