Advice is not only against the ear, but also against the wind.

The person who speaks is often well-intentioned, but may not get a positive response.

Not only that, but sometimes it will get into trouble.

The same is true of Wu Tao's advice.

spread in Liyuan Village, not only did it not play a role in persuasion, but it was maliciously speculated by people for no reason.

Fortunately, Wu Binghua consciously acted correctly and walked properly, and was immune to all these rumors.

At this time, Wu Tao had long since moved away from these collusions and returned to the ivory tower-like school.

Here, he feasts on Zhao Li's face and figure every day, making his body feel purified.

And accompanying An Rong through the bits and pieces of youth made his soul feel at home.

During this period, Zhao Li created three sets of specific images based on Ding Tiantian's appearance, and with Ding Tiantian's perfect self-expression, she helped Wu Tao successfully complete the creation of this work.

This work revolves around the three cute points of 'silly', 'white' and 'sweet', and a total of 3 groups were shot, with a total of 27 portraits.

The photo is according to the 16-open specifications, and the magnified effect makes Wu Tao feel extremely satisfied.

At the same time, Wu Tao contacted Wang Yongsheng, the editor-in-chief of "The King of Picture Books", through the relationship of his bosom friend Wang Chao, hoping to talk to him face-to-face.

The contact process was not easy, but it finally came to fruition, and there was the first telephone conversation between the two parties.

The phone call lasted less than ten minutes, and to Wu Tao's surprise, the other party turned out to be an old gentleman in his 60s.

It's just that the sudden suspension of the picture book king is still full of indignation and frustration. In addition to the words, he has reservations about Wu Tao's idea of reviving the domestic comic industry.

It's no wonder that when anyone is full of ambition, he will inevitably be disheartened when he is poured down with a basin of cold water.

However, the other party did not mean to refuse further contact, and took the initiative to mention that he planned to go to Jinling at the end of the year.

If you can say that, it shows that there is a lot of hope.

After two weeks of such peace and smoothness, it was finally broken by a phone call from Song Zhuang.

"Little boss, Accountant Xu has run away!" Song Zhuang was excited on the phone, "Your method is really godly!"

Hearing the news, Wu Tao couldn't help but feel relieved.

Those gossips in the village, although they can't make people hurt their bones, they always listen to it every day, and it is also disturbing.

In the previous life, it was about the end of the year, and many families came to ask for money for the New Year, and there was a run, which forced Accountant Xu to run away suddenly.

Now it is too long to wait until the end of the year, and Wu Tao is not that patient.

Besides, Zhang Huilan has been talking about this on the phone a lot in the past few days.

So Wu Tao thought of a way to let Song Zhuang do it.

I thought it would take at least a month to work, but I didn't expect it to work in just two weeks.

Now, it's time for your family to raise your eyebrows and return home.

"Uncle Zhuang, you did a good job!" Wu Tao admonished, "Accountant Xu's gang, no matter where you go, you will stare me to death." You've done it for me, and I'll have a reward for going back. ”

"Little boss, promise to complete the task!"

As an old investigator, Song Zhuang is just a piece of cake to do this little thing.

During the whole phone call, Song Guanghui listened silently, and he didn't even dare to come out.

After hanging up the phone, he let out a sigh of relief, "Uncle, this little boss is really a god! Accountant Xu's every move was exactly what he expected." Isn't this ancient equivalent to Zhuge Wuhou?"

"Just ask if you're convinced?"

"Serve!" Song Guanghui nodded again and again, revealing a sincere expression, "I'm completely convinced!"

“…… By the way, uncle, after you say this, can you ask him to show us the way and make a living?"

Song Zhuang waved his hand, "Okay, don't think about it, get this done first." The one surnamed Xu is on the bus, hurry up!"

When he went home on the weekend, Wu Taote brought Song Qiao with him.

After hearing that the news of Accountant Xu's escape spread, Song Laohan had a bottle of dichlorvos in his left hand and a bottle of Lao Baigan in his right hand, and lay at the door of the village credit cooperative.

This kind of posture of never turning back and stumbling to the end has made those deceived families find a way to vent in despair.

So after half a day's effort, more than 20 households have rushed to follow suit.

For a time, the entrance of the credit union was filled with the pungent smell of dichlorvos.

While the neighbors were scrambling to watch, they all changed their tunes.

"This Accountant Xu is really not a thing! can he do this kind of lack of morality?"

"I heard that nearly 500,000 yuan was swept away, and the credit union didn't have a penny left!"

"It seems that the champion of the Wu family is really like a god, and there is no good thing in the sky that will lose pie in vain. ”

"Isn't it? If these people had listened to what they had said, why would they be looking for death and life now......

"Contrary to your words!"

When this happens, for those families who invest money, it is tantamount to the sky falling.

It is precisely because of this that Song Qiao is very grateful to Wu Tao, and keeps saying words of thanks along the way.

"Little boss, thanks to your guidance, I am deeply grateful to you on behalf of the whole family. ”

Wu Tao said lightly: "I can't eat the food you cook every day, but I can't eat it in vain, right?"

"As long as you want, I can cook for you for the rest of your life!" Song Qiao also blurted out from the bottom of his heart.

As soon as I exited, I found that there was some ambiguity.

Wu Tao seemed to be unconscious and said: "Cooking is secondary. When this is over, the family is stable, and working hard is the right thing!"

Saying this, Song Qiao was also calm, and nodded heavily: "Hmm!"

At the same time, the village branch was also in a mess.

The elder of Ding Village sat on a chair and smoked a cigarette, and the smoke continued for a while.

Gao Jinda was already as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and he couldn't even sit still, let alone smoke.

"Lao Ding, we have to think of a way to do this together, otherwise if someone really dies, you and I will not be able to get out of it!"

Although Village Chief Ding is the second-in-command, he is old and speaks hard, "Secretary Gao, this credit union fundraising has nothing to do with me at all. Accountant Xu, you are always the only one who looks forward to you on weekdays, and he doesn't listen to me at critical moments. What does it have to do with me?"

The meaning of these words is clear: I will not carry this pot.

Gao Jinda is also helpless, Accountant Xu is his person, and although he did not personally instruct the matter of Gao Li to absorb the reserves, the task of absorbing the savings was given by him.

This task, called Accumulation, is actually fundraising.

Gao Jinda's purpose is nothing more than to want the villagers not to hide and tuck, and when it comes to collecting taxes and fees such as retention funds and pooled funds, they can be clever and relaxed.

After all, I know how much money your family has, so don't prevaricate with the interface of no money.

So a few days ago, when Wu Tao's words spread in the village, he didn't take it seriously at all.

Who would have thought that things would get to this point?