Hearing Wu Tao say this, An Rong suddenly smiled: "Do you have a good idea again?"

During these days, she was busy with Wu Tao, not to mention being happy and happy, but more importantly, she found that nothing seemed to be able to stump him.

Wu Tao stroked her forehead dotingly and said, "There are always more ways than difficulties, there is no need to be angry and frown over this little thing." ”

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the two children rushed in, Xiao Jiang rushed in before the black egg and said, "Brother, there's a car coming!"

It was exactly half past nine.

Wu Tao walked out of the ear room quickly, called his father, and welcomed him out of the hospital together.

The onlookers in the vineyard had already stood up and watched the convoy drive into the vineyard one after another.

"My mother, there are really people from the city going to the countryside, and this battle is not small!"

"Two Santanas, one van, look at this posture, at least more than a dozen people. ”

"Which stupid hat in the city is this, running here on a hot day to join in the fun?"

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked by a person next to him and said, "Be quiet, it seems to be an official ......"

Wu Tao accompanied Wu Binghua to greet him in front of the car, and just in time for An Dingguo to get out of the car.

"Old Wu, you have done a good job in this vineyard!" An Dingguo said as he shook Wu Binghua's hand.

"Secretary An, you are welcome to go to the countryside to guide in person. ”

"I'm not the only one here today, I brought my colleagues from the Agriculture Bureau and the Science and Technology Bureau with me. In addition, there is also the editorial reporter of Beijiang Daily, I hope it doesn't cause you too much trouble. ”

Wu Binghua threw his hands around everyone and said: "Welcome, welcome, small farmer, where you can't greet you, please bear with me." ”

As he spoke, he led An Dingguo and his entourage straight home.

An Dingguo saw that there were a lot of villagers gathered in the vineyard, and said while arching his hand: "Old Wu, your propaganda work is quite in place, and there are many villagers here!"

Wu Binghua smiled: "Secretary An, I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it, eighty percent of these villagers came to my house to laugh." ”

An Dingguo's face was suddenly not optimistic: "It seems that if the countryside wants to get rich, the top priority is to get rid of outdated concepts!"

Walking into the courtyard, An Dingguo saw an old man in a Mao suit standing in the courtyard in good spirits, and immediately walked over in awe: "Old man, I've caused you trouble." ”

The old man held An Dingguo's hand and said: "The prime minister said back then that the foundation of the country lies in the people. If you can come to my small farm yard today, you will go deep into the people. How can I trouble you?"

An Dingguo couldn't help but be stunned, and then remembered that the old man said that the prime minister was the father of the country.

The two walked into the east room hand in hand, and the moment they stepped through the door, they immediately frowned.

"TM, where is the waiter dead, why don't you add water, you want to die of thirst!" Accountant Xu opened his clothes, rolled up his vest, showed his big belly, stepped on the stool with one foot, and buckled his feet from time to time while touching the cards.

That posture is as ugly as it is ugly.

An Dingguo raised his eyebrows: "Old man, there are guests here so early?"

"Don't mention it, Secretary An, these are a few cadres in the village, and they belong to uninvited ......" The old man is also a good person, and he knows that some words cannot be said thoroughly, and the truth is up to the point.

An Dingguo glanced at Accountant Xu and sat down with a frown.

"The environment is nice, quaint and well equipped. Looks like a lot of thought has been put into it!"

At this moment, Aunt Hua carried the kettle to bring hot water to Accountant Xu's table, and was recognized by An Dingguo at a glance.

"Flower foreman, why are you here?"

has worked in the first guest house for many years, and Aunt Hua has often shown her face in front of the city's heads. So it was not surprising that An Dingguo recognized her.

Aunt Hua was about to come over to greet her when she heard the voice, but Accountant Xu impatiently urged: "Waiter, what are you doing, can the water be served quickly?"

"Secretary An, welcome to your guidance!"

Accountant Xu next to him was taken aback, and Ge Damo, who was at the same table, said with palpitations: "Accountant Xu, the flower widow called that person Secretary An?"

The other two nodded in unison.

Accountant Xu squinted at it, after the redistricting of Binhu Town, the newly appointed secretary of the district party committee, and few village officials below knew each other.

But looking at this situation, and the reporter wearing the small vest of the daily newspaper, he really muttered a little.

But he is used to acting on this one-third of an acre of land on weekdays, and he hurriedly runs away without eating and drinking, which is not his style.

So he leaned into Ge Damo's ear and whispered. Ge Da Mole got up and hurried away.

The two reporters from the daily newspaper took a few group photos and decoration in the house, and then went out to collect the scenery.

Not long after, there was another boiling sound outside the hospital.

"Look, there's another car!"

"This time it's a Poussin, a Toyota, and two Jetta!"

"The car is very new, and it doesn't look like an official. ”

In these years, those who do business are better than those who are officials, and they look glamorous. So some people say that, but it makes sense.

An Rong pulled Wu Tao and rushed out of the courtyard gate, and when she saw Aunt Hua welcoming the next guests, she immediately pouted angrily.

"What's wrong again?"

"Hmph, I won't tell you!" he turned around and ran back to the East House.

Wu Tao watched Aunt Hua greet the visitor familiarly, and knew that this was an old customer that Aunt Hua had brought from the first guest house.

With the arrival of this group of people, the opening ceremony of the park will not be shabby for at least a while.

An Rong, who walked into the East House, called Grandpa Wu sweetly, and then put on a posture of asking the guilt: "Dad, where is the little uncle, why haven't you come yet?"

An Dingguo spread his hands and said, "How do I know? ”

An Rong turned around and ran away: "Hmph, I'll call him to urge!"

When Aunt Hua led the group of guests to the East House to sit down, these businessmen recognized An Dingguo with a great background at a glance. In addition to the accident, I suddenly felt that the trip was worthwhile.

Wu Tao, who returned to the hall, heard the content of An Rong's phone call, and then understood.

"So the fifty business cards and ten brochures you asked me for were sent to your uncle?"

"That's right, he promised to bring two tables of people to support the scene for us!" An Rong took it for granted with a face: "Otherwise, with the speed at which we distribute flyers and brochures, when will we be able to attract people?"

As soon as the words ended, a family of three who looked like elementary school students walked in, followed by four or five high school students.

"Look, the mountain is not high, there are immortals, there are immortals, there are not many leaflets, just be useful!"

Under the grape trellis outside the courtyard, Ma Xiuqin squeezed into the crowd and said, "How is it, is anyone coming?"

"Yes!"

"And quite a few!"

"Wouldn't it? There are really stupid city people who go to the countryside to find guilt?"

"A little noise, it seems that even the secretary of the district party committee is here. ”

"Huh, can he invite the secretary of the district party committee?"

"No, you see, Ge Da Mole has brought the village secretary high. ”

"Look, look at it again!"

"This scene is really not small!"

Ma Xiuqin looked far away, and a small minibus at the head of the village was indeed coming to the vineyard. Looking at the several cars parked at the gate of the park, my heart began to sour, and an indescribable taste spread wantonly in my heart.

This taste is called regret.