Restart the Flying Age

　　 Chen Yongli never expected that he just wanted to strike up a technical secondary school girl, accidentally hurt Xu Jiawen.

　　 Why is Wu Tao everywhere? His fame is so big that even art school girls come here?

　　Where did Chen Yongli think that Tang Yan would be Wu Tao’s classmate?

　　 Xu Jiawen shook his face and left, and the three girls turned around and left, ‘who are you, you are not polite at all! Humph~’, I even blamed him for it.

Chen Yongli had no words to argue, and was about to catch up with Xu Jiawen. Someone caught him on his shoulder and said: "Oh, Chen Yongli, you are so courageous! With the skills of a **** photographer, you dare to use it to make art school. Model?"

　　 There was a burst of laughter around, and Chen Yongli's face was green and white.

　　 I want to refute, but I can't refute it; I want to do it, but there are too many people on the other side. In desperation, I had no choice but to admit counsel, and I was thankful in my heart. Fortunately, Xu Jiawen left first and didn't hear this.

　　 Tang Yan took her two girlfriends and quickly found the first class of high school. Through the window, she looked at Wu Tao and Zhao Li from a distance.

　　 "Oh, big champion, it's really not easy to find you!" Tang Yan crouched on her hips, standing freely in a polite manner, just like a standard clothes rack standing posture.

　　 I haven't seen her for a while, she seems to have grown a lot taller, and even standing in front of her with Wu Tao feels stressed.

　　 After the two sides got to know each other, Zhao Li said without knowing it: "He is in school now, who doesn't know him? How could it be hard to find?"

　　 Tang Yan waved her hand, "Hey, don't mention it. I just came in and met a liar who said that his classmate is also very good at photography. We have to look for him. He seems to be called Xu Jiawen. By the way, is he famous?"

　　 "emmm..." Zhao Li nodded meaningfully, "Cow dung photographer, very famous, the whole school knows it!"

　　 "Hahaha..." Ding Tiantian leaned forward and backward with a smile immediately, "Cow Shit Photographer? Who made this nickname? It's too funny!"

　　 Zhao Li immediately showed his gossip qualities, "Who else can there be? Our art teacher who hurts home..."

　　 Since the last time Xu Jiawen’s work was commented on Bullshit, the nickname of “Bullshit Photographer” has spread like wildfire, faintly resembling Wu Tao’s ‘genius photographer’.

　　 But one is Xi Shi, the other is Dong Shi.

　　 Back to the classroom, Chen Yongli saw Xu Jiawen not saying a word, so he had to try his best to persuade him. After all, this matter was caused by him, and Xu Jiawen could not afford to offend him.

　　 "Brother Wen, what's so great about Wu Tao? Isn't it just a top pick in the high school entrance examination?"

　　 "Well, even if he is a bit strong in the senior high school entrance examination, what else is there!"

　　 "Taking a silly cat published? It's just a blind cat hitting a dead mouse!"

　　 "Designing a few T-shirts is selling well, but it's just a runaway..."

　　 It's okay if I don't persuade him, the more I persuade Xu Jiawen, the more depressed he feels.

　　 But Chen Yongli's next sentence immediately made Xu Jiawen's eyes bright.

"Brother Wen, you listen to me, don't think Wu Tao is so capable. He is so capable, and he still runs a snack bar at Dongmen? Let's wait and see, he will close down and we will be in school. Help him publicize..."

　　 Actually, people at Dongmen Snack Bar are more concerned than Xu Jiawen, and there are a lot of them.

　　 At least those bosses in the snack street are more concerned than his students, because this is directly related to their own business.

　　 The owners of the snack bar who vie for secretly on weekdays gathered together to discuss the brand new facade of Dongmennan.

　　 "Lao Zhang, do you know who took over the store?"

　　 Lao Zhang's mouth is covered with stubble, and his mouth shows blood and white teeth with a grin, which is really a little frightening.

　　 "Don't tell me, I really know. She is a woman in her thirties, she looks very stylish."

　　 "I heard that they bought all the facades, and decorated them with great fanfare. They don't spend money on them!"

　　 "I don't know how many snack bars have died in that area, I don't know how many snack bars have died, so I dare to pay for it like this?"

　　 "Yeah, let's just wait and see the show. We will lose the money and we will have to smash it together with the facade room."

　　 Lao Zhang waved his hand and was quite proud, "So we play the video as usual, and we make snacks. No matter how much she moves, she won't be able to beat our whole street!"

　　 "Yes, yes, Lao Zhang is right!"

　　 "In this way, let's rest assured..."

　　The autumn is getting cooler, and Wu Tao is looking at the letters from the readers in his rich home, in the study, under the lamp.

　　 In just three months, he received thousands of letters.

　　 Most of them are from the Zhiyin Magazine, and the other half are all transferred from the Family Doctor Magazine.

　　 is another writer, maybe they will ignore all these letters.

　　 But he understands that this is just an early form of reader fans. Although they are not as direct economic benefits as online fans, they are more loyal.

　　 And he himself started from chicken soup, and intends to develop further, so it is necessary to properly maintain the relationship between readers.

　　 But there are so many letters that he can't come by himself.

　　 So An Rong was dragged to help him review the letter and reply as appropriate.

　　 And what Wu Tao has to do is to reply to the special letters she has selected, and by the way, sign her own name on other routine replies.

　　 In the living room, Aunt Hua was tapping on the calculator and ledger.

　　 After a while, he rubbed his sore eye sockets, looking at the final figure, a little dazed.

　　 After thinking about it, he knocked on Wu Tao's door.

　　 "Look, our three chain stores ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ have not opened yet, and nearly 300,000 have been spent."

　　 Wu Tao took a look and found that there were more than 289,000, but his face didn't react much. "So, on the day of opening, 300,000 can be bought?"

　　 Aunt Hua nodded, "Now all the flowers are spent, and the decoration has been paid. The remaining week is staff training and job placement. When the store smells clear, it can be opened."

　　 "...... But this time I have invested so much, I feel a little unsure about it."

　　 Wu Tao smiled, but he still thinks that there are fewer flowers. The surplus funds of Yuankang Company have exceeded the 10 million mark, and if you don't want to invest it out, so much money is lying on the account, it is a waste of loss.

　　 But Aunt Hua's nervousness, he also understands.

　　 After all, she took over the 300,000 project for the first time. It is impossible to say that she is not worried about being nervous at all, unless she doesn't care at all.

　　 "Aunt Hua, in fact, I think you should not treat it as a project of 300,000 yuan, but as a project of 100,000 yuan. Because even if it is not good, the property value of the facade house will definitely not be lost."

　　 Saying that, Aunt Hua was relieved.

　　 From the farm’s 20,000 yuan to the current Mala Tang 100,000 yuan, this span is within her acceptance range.

　　 "...Furthermore, our Mala Tang business has been prepared so far, and the time, location, and people are all available. If you don't make money, it won't be justified!"

　　 Aunt Hua couldn't help but relax, "Now the bosses on the snack street are waiting to see my jokes."

　　 "Then we have to make the Mala Tang even bigger and bigger, so that they can learn more about it!"

　　 "Wu Tao is right!" An Rongxiu squeezed a fist, "Sister Hua, we are optimistic about you!"