Restart the Flying Age

The collision with the World Trade Center in New York seemed to focus the world's attention on the China market.

And everyone in this market, every unit, has an unprecedented opportunity.

Catch it, and you can take off without any effort.

I can't catch it, I'm afraid it will have to wait for the next five-year economic cycle, and the United States will do something else.

Therefore, whether it was Liang Yancheng, An Dingguo's dinner, or Xiao Ruiguang's hurried meeting, they were all to learn from Wu Tao and see what a well-known and up-and-coming person like him should say.

The only unexpected thing is that after Xiao Ruiguang talked with him, not only did not intend to leave, but instead took the opportunity to mention: "Grandpa, he is recuperating here in Taihu Lake, he wants to see you!"

Wu Tao did not expect this.

The only remaining old general of the Republic wants to see himself!

Such a request cannot be rejected anyhow. What's more, their granddaughter is doing her best to make her own part-time job, and she has to give the face of public and private.

Half an hour later, in the nursing home on the edge of Taihu Lake, Wu Tao saw a group of simple old guys.

Many thoughts once flashed about what these pampered old generals would look like, but never thought that it would be such a general situation in front of them.

A few old men can be upset with a game of chess.

Everyone is not afraid of making heads out of noisy, causing high blood pressure, heart disease, and causing unimaginable consequences.

It wasn't until Xiao Ruiguang stepped forward to call grandpa eagerly, the old man with a scholar in his hand, then looked up and said, "Oh, Ruiguang is here? Are you here for me?"

Xiao Ruiguang replied respectfully: "Grandpa, fortunately not insulting my life, I have invited here for you!"

The old man snapped the taxi in his hand to the chessboard, and said to the old man in green uniform who was playing chess with him, "Old Zhao, I will bypass your four fields first. Come on, I will bring my own Division, kill you all!"

Before waiting for the old man in the green uniform to respond, Xiao old man left the pavilion with his hands on his back, and walked ahead without saying a word.

Xiao Ruiguang motioned to Wu Tao, and then followed the old man Xiao's pace together.

After walking along the corridor of the grape trellis for a few minutes, the three people came to a deserted place with their back and forth feet.

The old man Xiao turned around and said, "If you can change your name or sit down, you can't change your surname, Xiao Jin!"

It's no wonder that Xiao Ruiguang is so straightforward, it turns out that the roots are in this old man's body.

Thinking like this, Wu Tao shook his hands quickly, "Old Xiao, I'm Wu Tao."

Although only skin and bones are left in a pair of withered hands, they still exude extraordinary power. There were a few age spots on the face that had witnessed the years, which looked unsightly, but when combined with such a stubborn face, it didn't feel abrupt at all.

Xiao Jin finished shook his hand and said straight to the point: "Your kid does seem shrewd and a good material for doing business. But what I want to talk to you today is not a business matter. The real test of how many catties you have The time has come!"

"But please enlighten me from Elder Xiao."

Xiao Jin glanced at him, "This time the United States suffered a terrorist attack. It is indeed a great detriment to national stability and economic development. But have you ever wondered whether this incident will become the trigger of the Third World War? So?"

"...For example, in the name of regional anti-terrorism, it will eventually lead to a world war. Do you think this is possible? If so, how should we deal with it?"

Seeing the old man talking about this seriously, Wu Tao almost couldn't hold back and laughed.

Fortunately, although his face couldn't help but laughed, he didn't say it in the end. After recollecting it, at this time in the previous life, there was no lack of such discussions and rumors in the market.

In this way, as an older generation who has experienced war years, it is not surprising to talk about this topic.

However, before Wu Tao could respond, Xiao Jin became unhappy, "Why, what are you laughing at? Do you think my old man is always confused?"

Wu Tao waved his hand again and again, "That's not what I meant, Elder Xiao. I was thinking about the possibility you mentioned, and the answer is, it's impossible!"

The old man Xiao was immediately unhappy, and Xiao Ruiguang, who was next to him, was so scared that he winked at Wu Tao, and wanted him to follow the old man's tone.

However, Wu Tao did not, but argued for reason: "Old Xiao, since the Gulf War until now, the United States, as the world police, has control over all parts of the world, especially the control of the Middle East, beyond our imagination."

"...Of course, this incident is definitely an accident. But because of this, the United States has specified that it will increase military spending, increase its penetration and control of the Middle East, and kill all the buds of disharmony in the cradle!"

Elder Xiao thought about it for a while before he nodded and said affirmatively: "Your analysis is reliable, it shows that your child is not bad, independent, upright, and Zixia will follow you and don't suffer!"

Driving from the nursing home, Xiao Ruiguang exhaled: "I actually squeezed a sweat for you just now, for fear that the old man would be unwilling to deny your views, or fight for life and death. That would be troublesome!"

Wu Tao said with ease, "Heh, the old man is not as unreasonable as you think?"

Xiao Ruiguang didn't explain much, "No matter what, if the old man can recognize you, everything will be fine."

After seeing the old antiques of the Xiao family, Wu Tao hurried back to Zhonghai directly.

One day later, as a reporter for Barron's, Reese has arrived in Zhonghai.

More than an hour later, when Wu Tao saw each other in the coffee shop, he found that this big Yangma, who likes to exercise, became more and more upright.

Especially when I met ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, I came to a face-to-face ceremony. It was a familiarity that really didn't think of myself as an outsider.

After sitting down again, Reese put the recorder in, opened the notebook at hand, and started today's interview.

"Mr. Wu, I'm sorry to bother you in such a hurry. Tomorrow's Barron's cover character and interview articles have been specially reserved for you, so our interview starts now and must end today."

Wu Tao took a sip of coffee and nodded to express understanding.

"Before starting, I want to thank you first. Without your appointment, I am afraid I would not be the deputy editor." Reese started with a very pleasant topic.

Wu Tao only noticed that Reese's current title was completely different, "That's really congratulations!"

"Thank you! So the first question, Mr. Wu, as the first person to appear on the cover of Barron Weekly twice, do you have any special feelings?"

Wu Tao put down the coffee cup and said: "Frankly speaking, my biggest impression is that I hope I don't have the opportunity to be featured in Barron's this time."

"Why do you say that?" Reese asked with interest.

Wu Tao naturally said: "In other words, I would rather lose this precious opportunity to appear in the Barron Weekly again than a tragic incident like 9/11."

Reese's shorthand pen stopped immediately, and her face was moved and said: "Mr. Wu, I am deeply touched by your humanitarian spirit! Then can you please talk about your views on the future development of the global economy and the prospects of the financial industry. and many more……"

Wu Taoyan concisely said: "My opinion is that the world economy will not be stagnated because of this terrorist attack, but will enter a new period of rapid growth..."

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