The air in the countryside is fresh, but it is a little cool in the morning and evening.

After dinner, Wu Tao began to walk around with his hands in his hands.

The vineyards were shrouded in mist and bustle of the day.

This kind of evening fog is rare, and for a while, Liyuan Village seems to be like a fairyland.

Xiao Jiang and Black Egg, who were well fed and drunk, converged on the road to the west of the vineyard as if they were connected by the underground party, and ran happily towards the west end of the village with Da Hei. In a few moments, it disappeared into the mist.

The occasional sound of bicycle bells and the sound of a few words on the village road is like a silent hill.

Wu Tao didn't go too far, just walked around the vineyard, thinking about things casually as he walked.

The current situation in Beijiang is as impenetrable as this mist.

He didn't realize that he had been in school all day, but as soon as he got home today, he was keenly aware of it.

This battle for acting mayor must be very critical for An Dingguo, otherwise he would not be in such a hurry.

Although gold shines everywhere, if you miss this opportunity, you will not only lose a promotion opportunity, but more likely a political life.

After all, the height that a person in his early forties and a person in his early fifties can reach in the future cannot be compared.

Missing this opportunity, An Dingguo wanted to go up again, so he could only go to other places and start from scratch.

The reason is very simple, Liu Quanyou's qualifications are older than him, and he can't consume the other party at all.

He and Liu Quanyou, after all, belong to two different types of people.

These two kinds of people are very representative in the officialdom of China.

One is to rely on seniority and take the route of the rest as king.

Be cautious, walk on thin ice, and boil everyone else away, and your own opportunity will come.

Liu Quanyou undoubtedly belongs to this kind of person, otherwise he would not have become the oldest mayor of Beijiang City in his previous life, and he died in the position of chairman of the CPPCC without a name.

The other type is to rely on ability, to speak by doing things and political achievements. If you are happy with your work and satisfied with your achievements, you will naturally have the opportunity to be promoted.

An stable country falls into this category.

Needless to say, the above relationship is covered by old leaders, and political resources are properly available.

But in a small place like Bac Giang, where there are no natural resources, no light and heavy industries, and no transportation, it is really not so easy to make some political achievements.

In the previous life, the stable country probably died on this, and it was difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.

Although I have made a lot of efforts, I have never been able to make the best results.

In addition, in the face of the problem of laid-off workers, he touched the mold on the top, so he completely lost the opportunity for promotion, and like Liu Quanyou, he died in Beijiang.

Now, though, things are very different.

Because of Wu Tao's butterfly, his wings fanned, the effect may be very different.

Originally, according to his character, he didn't care about the affairs of officialdom.

But because of An Rong's relationship, and An Dingguo is indeed an official who wants to do things, he can't help but care.

To put it nicely, this matter is not only related to the future of the country, but also related to the future development of Bac Giang.

But care is care, and he will never do it deliberately.

After all, on the surface, he is just a high school student, and it is too shocking for people to know that he is meddling in this kind of thing.

Making a fortune in a muffled voice is the king's way.

Whether it is from the initial allocation to Andingguo, or to the return of Uncle Biao to invest, Wu Tao has been hiding behind the scenes.

When the time is right, you can basically achieve the goal by pushing it with your hand.

Therefore, this time the pre-sale of shops in the small commodity market, Wu Tao plans to find someone to deal with it on his behalf, and it is best to do it without knowing it.

With this thought, Wu Tao pushed open the door of Aunt Hua's house.

The courtyard was quiet.

Only the room on the east side of the hall was lit and cast on the curtain cloth, shining a warm orange glow.

Looking at the shadow on the curtain, it doesn't look like a person.

So Wu Tao couldn't help but call out tentatively: "Aunt Hua?"

Aunt Hua's voice immediately gasped out in the room, "Xiao Tao, come in, I'm in the room." There was a slight gasp in his voice.

"This ......" Wu Tao couldn't help but hesitate, "Aunt Hua, I have something to find you, is it convenient?"

"You kid, what's inconvenient to come into the house and say?" Aunt Hua exhaled, still panting.

As soon as he heard this, Wu Tao entered the house generously.

After all, he is not an outsider, and there are not so many taboos and exquisiteness.

But as soon as he walked into the east room, Wu Tao was stunned.

I saw Aunt Hua wearing a slimming bodysuit, sitting on a yoga mat, and struggling to do all kinds of graceful movements to stretch.

No wonder there was no figure on the curtains, no wonder the voice was out of breath, Wu Tao was relieved, his eyes fell on Aunt Hua, and he suddenly straightened a little.

The movements of yoga pay attention to the pursuit of physical limits, and it is difficult for ordinary people to complete as long as their body is slightly out of shape.

But Aunt Hua is extremely standard, and her posture is good-looking, especially beautiful.

The delicate body curves, convex in front and warped in the back, don't look like a woman who has given birth to a child at all.

"Aunt Hua, have you even practiced yoga?"

"Do you also know yoga?" Aunt Hua tied up a horse, her upper body tried her best to attach to the lower body, and said close to the ground: "I only learned that this kind of yoga training is especially good for women when I arrived in South Korea." ”

With a grunt, Wu Tao looked at the round and full buttocks and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

During these days, wherever you go, there are temptations, which is really unbearable.

Aunt Hua also seemed to feel that something was inappropriate, or that a whole set of actions was over, so she immediately got up and sat down with a piece of clothing.

In this way, Wu Tao's face finally returned to nature, and he joked casually: "Aunt Hua, you are now a second spring, have you ever thought about finding a stepfather for Heidan?"

"Don't laugh!" Aunt Hua took the towel around her neck, wiped the sweat on her neck and said, "I want to make some career now, and I don't want to do anything else." ”

“...... Since I'm planning to open a beauty salon, I need to look a little bit myself. Otherwise, when customers see my appearance of broken flowers and willows, how will they come to our store?"

Wu Tao pulled over the stool and sat down, and said again and again: "Aunt Hua, what you said is too exaggerated......

Aunt Hua obviously didn't want to talk more about this issue, so she changed the topic and said, "Aren't you looking for something with me?

"Oh, that's right, I want Sister Qiao to go to the small commodity market to buy some shops in the name of strings of incense. Sister Qiao, she has never done such a big deal, you give her a check, a little bit of mention. Wu Tao got straight to the point.

"Okay, I'll call her later. Aunt Hua nodded, "By the way, do you plan to keep these shops for yourself, or do you want to make extra money?"

"Pour your hand, wait for two months, and throw it out. Wu Tao said bluntly: "Aunt Hua, if you have spare money, you might as well buy a few rooms." You can't earn a lot of money, but it's still okay to earn some pocket money. ”

"Okay! I know, don't worry. ”