Restart the Flying Age

No matter how much money he earns, Wu Tao doesn't mean to show his superiority in front of his own Laozi. !

I didn't think that by mistake, it really caused this result.

So he wanted to find some resonance between the father and son through the topic of income, but he turned off again...

Really tired, Wu Tao sighed, his eyes fell on the box lunch his father had eaten, the dry rice and some simple vegetables, which was really a little dull.

"Dad, are you so easy to eat? Earn money is for spending, don't save it!" Saying this is concerned.

I didn't think Wu Binghua both stared, "The workers all eat like this, why do I need to specialize?"

"The big guys have improved their food standards. Only when they eat well will they have the energy to work." Wu Tao simply suggested.

Wu Binghua hummed dully: "Eat well one by one, the wine bug has been hooked, and I can't control it at all!"

"If you can't control it, you have to manage it!" Wu Tao insisted: "If you can't control it, lower the catering standards to circumvent it. This is lazy politics, this is not management."

When it comes to management concepts and rules and practices, Wu Tao is also doing his part. He must lead Yangguan Avenue to his own Laozi.

So I added another sentence, "If the management level cannot be improved, how can we become bigger and stronger in the future? This is the fundamental."

Wu Binghua was obviously moved. After all, his son did a great job in his own business. These reasons must be heard!

But face is still not wiped away, no matter how strong the son is, he is also a son!

Of course, every Lao Tzu thinks so. What's more, Wu Binghua relied on his small career to do so well, and his waist was even more straight.

So he waved his hand and said impatiently: "It's OK, I know."

"And..." I don't know Wu Tao didn't finish. "It's best to buy insurance for the workers, just in case. This time, Brother Zhao is a minor injury. Once it becomes serious, it will make you hard to develop. The rising construction company is in financial trouble. In contrast, buying accident insurance for every worker is a small amount of money, and it’s worth a try."

Wu Binghua hesitated for a while, digested a rough idea, and turned his face to disapproval, "You have never finished? It's you, who have earned so much money this time, how do you plan to toss?"

Wu Tao smiled, "I'm going to make an interconnection and make some games or something."

"what?"

"interconnected."

"What are you doing?" Wu Binghua finally followed his thoughts. "The Internet is in the bubble in the United States. You are still throwing in it, don't you want to get rid of it in vain?"

"Dad, the U.S. is the same as our China? The China Internet industry is just getting started. If there is a bubble, it hasn't formed yet." Wu Tao argued for reasons.

Wu Binghua couldn't argue this point, and immediately moved to another point, "Games are used to teach bad children. What are you doing with them? Are you afraid that the parents of students will scold you in the future?"

"...You said you, the stall is so big, it's time to take care of it. Isn't it good to be sure? It's not here to toss a lot of things all day, but there are a lot of things to make, how much money do you earn? Is it a head?"

Wu Tao couldn't agree with this.

"Dad, I'm only seventeen years old this year. I have to learn how to be like a 40-50 year old, and don't want to make progress. Do you think it's appropriate..."

More than ten minutes later, when Wu Tao left his father's work shed, not only did he not cool down, but he made a lot of anger.

It was originally said that the father and son hadn't seen each other for a long time. Who would have thought, but ended up with such a result.

No one will let anyone else.

It's okay to talk about official business, and it's easy to choke when talking about family.

Back to Santana, Wu Tao stopped driving, patted the window, and pointed to his driveway: "Brother Yang, go back to the company. I'll go elsewhere."

Yang Ge saw that his face was a little unpleasant, and nodded, "Good. But boss, don't be really angry with your family."

Wu Tao nodded and counted as a response.

When Santana left, Wu Tao sat on the crown and raised his hand to call his wife Zhang Huilan.

After sending a notice on the phone, I felt refreshed.

When it came time, Zhang Huilan mentioned that the trustee had brought him home grapes so that he could remember to eat them.

After hanging up the phone, Wu Tao said with satisfaction, "Uncle Zhuang, go back to Fairview Court."

"Good." Song Zhuang replied crisply, "By the way, boss, when will our luxury cars arrive? I haven't driven for a few days, my hands are itchy, hehe..."

"I forgot if you didn't mention it." Wu Tao also suddenly remembered, "Lina said it was airlifted for me. It has arrived at the customs and is going through the formalities."

When Song Zhuang heard this, the whole person became excited, and then he sighed with emotion, "It must cost a lot of money to fly over by air, and Miss Fujiwara is really worth the money."

Anyway, he didn't spend his own money, and Wu Tao didn't have any direct feelings about it.

Moreover, Rena Fujiwara now holds the heavyweights, but she has a lot of power and capital. This little money is not a problem to her at all.

Back at the Fairview Court, as soon as I walked into the living room, I saw Shi Qianxue lying on the sofa all over, already asleep, letting the Rising Sun advert be shown on the TV.

One slender and shiny jade leg was raised high on the back of the sofa, and the other was curled up. He covered his belly button on the left and right, his right arm was drooping on the edge of the sofa, and there was something faintly shining around his mouth, which seemed to be saliva.

It seems that there is really jet lag.

Cai Xiu actually likes this, it really tastes unique.

He shook his head, walked into his bedroom, inserted the door in his hand, and took a refreshing cold bath.

After changing into a comfortable shorts and an undershirt, Shi Qianxue was still asleep, and she was really worried about what she had done just now.

After such a tossing, my stomach began to growl.

Looking at the sunny sky outside, Wu Tao instinctively didn't want to go out. Just opened the refrigerator and found that there were instant noodles and marinated eggs.

This is enough, as long as it can fill the stomach.

Walked into the kitchen, boiled the instant noodles, peeled off the marinated egg by the way, threw a piece in and boiled for two minutes, the fragrance overflowed.

Instant noodles look a bit lackluster, but for those who are hungry, it is the supreme delicacy.

Wu Tao licked his mouth, poured the cooked instant noodles into the bowl, and said with an eyelid voice behind him: "Is this made for me?"

As soon as half of the word "no" came out of his throat, Wu Tao changed his mouth, "It wasn't for you, but for whom?"

Shi Qianxue gave Wu Tao a big hug from behind in surprise and said, "Thank you cousin~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After finishing talking, she left the noodles honestly and unceremoniously.

After looking at the bowl of noodles for the last time, Wu Tao went back to the refrigerator to search.

Fortunately, there is the last package of instant noodles, but the braised egg is gone, so let's use ham sausage.

Learning from the previous experience this time, Wu Tao not only cooks noodles quickly, but also eats noodles faster.

After eating, he went into the study, took out the pen and paper and began to ponder the game company. This game company is not only the entry point for him to enter the Internet industry, but also the important task of derivative development of the copyright of the works of Boku Manke Magazine.

So it must be well planned.

Just thinking about it, Shi Qianxue came in with a bowl of noodles, and saw the clues at a glance, "Are you planning a new company again? That's great, I don't ask too much. Give me a vice president!"

Isn't this demanding? Wu Tao secretly slandered himself, your appetite is not small...