The relaxed and happy atmosphere also made Liu Quanyou and Liu Minhao, who came in a hurry, instantly relaxed.

They are like old friends, from looking at the world to the development of Beijiang City and even Binhu District.

Speaking of later, Liu Quanyou rubbed his hands uneasily with a shy old face, and said with a begging look: "Mr. Wu, you see that Beijiang Glass Factory has been acquired and reformed by you, and now it is developing very well, not to mention Changhong in the stock market, and its performance is getting higher and higher year by year!"

“...... Why don't you arrange for your subordinates to take a look at what other factories we can buy in Beijiang? Anyway, the conditions are easy to discuss, easy to discuss!"

Come on, this is all about honorifics, and Wu Tao is not too casual. So he suddenly sat up from the posture of leaning back on the back of the chair, and said earnestly: "Secretary Liu, in the construction of my hometown, I have the responsibility to contribute." ”

“...... But when it comes to the development of Bac Giang, I think the pace of recent years is good. Through the export of labor to promote economic development, the local small commodity market is also doing well, along with the gradual construction of towns and towns and the in-depth development of tourism resources, it can be said to be a perfect answer. ”

Adhering to the development context set by An Dingguo at the beginning, and by the way, Liu Minhao's achievements in power were included, which was obviously not perfunctory.

So listening to Liu Minhao felt very comfortable.

It's just that Liu Quanyou, who is firmly in the top spot in Beijiang, is always thinking about continuing to toss something in office, and strive to take a step and a half before retiring.

This is also human nature.

So Liu Quanyou smacked his lips, he couldn't say this, and his face was still unsatisfied, but he was unwilling.

Fortunately, Liu Minhao, who was born as a secretary, saw the opportunity quickly, and even took over the topic, humbly asked Wu Tao for his views and suggestions on the large-scale development of Liyuan Village Farmhouse.

Although he hasn't had time to go out to see it, from the feeling of entering the township, Wu Tao believes that the idea of large-scale operation of this farmhouse must be right.

Compared with the period that An Dingguo expected at the beginning, the current conditions are undoubtedly much more mature.

Then when it came to the suggestion, Wu Tao's expression suddenly became solemn, "But Uncle Liu, I have an immature little suggestion." ”

Liu Minhao frowned, he naturally didn't think that the next words were really some immature little advice, and the ability to observe words and colors that he had practiced for many years had already made him understand that the next thing might be what Wu Tao was going to say today.

"Mr. Wu has something to say, and we will definitely consider it carefully. ”

Wu Tao took a sip of water and took a deep breath, which made Liu Minhao's heart even more nervous.

And Liu Quanyou, who didn't pay attention to tourism at the beginning, has always been disapproving, and secretly has always been thinking about how to pull some investment from Wu Tao's fingers.

Sweeping his gaze over the two, Wu Tao spoke unfast, "Recently, I heard that a new type of virus has emerged in the south, with many transmission routes and a very high degree of harm. Therefore, in the area of farmhouse entertainment and even Bac Giang tourism, it is best to strengthen medical management, so as not to cause irreversible negative impact of this virus entering Bac Giang. ”

Liu Minhao was anxious when he heard this, "Mr. Wu, this seems to be inconvenient to operate." In particular, the reputation of Beijiang farmhouse has been played through the Internet, and many tourists from the south like to come to us. ”

After Wu Tao finished talking about the topic, his body and mind relaxed, leaned back in his chair leisurely, and said seemingly casually: "Uncle Liu, if you don't have the energy to do this work, you can let Director Fang do it." ”

Fang ...... Director Fang?" Liu Minhao's brain took a sharp turn, and he immediately thought that Wu Tao was referring to Director Fang of the district party committee's office, and his aunt-in-law!

Thinking of this, Liu Minhao, who looked like a human spirit, began to pay attention to the matter of strictly preventing a new type of virus, "Mr. Wu, once this virus spreads, are the consequences really serious?"

Wu Tao nodded, "It may be more serious than the natural disaster in 98, if this thing is not good, it is a man-made disaster." ”

Liu Minhao suddenly stopped talking, his heart was heavy, and he looked at Liu Quanyou.

Liu Quanyou just came back to his senses from his little abacus, and blurted out when he heard the words, "Even if you want to strengthen medical management, with the backward medical situation of Beijiang, I am afraid that you will have more than enough heart and not enough strength." ”

After speaking, he sighed heavily.

In the area of medical reform, no place dares to eat crabs first. When it came to Liu Quanyou's head, he never thought about it, let alone made political achievements through it.

However, as soon as he sighed, Wu Tao immediately made a decision and said: "In this way, if you allow private capital to enter the medical system, I can consider investing a sum of money to improve the medical system in Bac Giang in case of emergency." ”

Liu Quanyou's eyes lit up, and the investment on the side did not come, but the investment in medical resources was also a harvest.

So he frowned, and began to really think about this question, "Medical reform is not an overnight thing, can this distant water quench the thirst of the new virus?"

Wu Tao only said one sentence in this regard, "I don't think it's a big problem." ”

When Liu Quanyou left, his heart was still full of doubts. But after staying in the official face for a long time, he has developed the habit of leaving three points for everything he says, so that he can go back and think about it slowly.

As for Liu Minhao, he began to ponder the balance between the development of farmhouses and the prevention of new viruses, and digested the amount of information in Wu Tao's words bit by bit.

Although he attached great importance to it in his heart, he still planned to hand over this matter to Director Fang.

After all, Mr. Wu has already spoken.

As soon as the two parents left, Wu Tao was giving Liu Ruoxi the latest instructions and arrangements in the living room, and his uncle Zhang Zhongping arrived on the back foot.

When I entered the small courtyard, I didn't even enter the small building, so I spread out in the courtyard, looking like I was palpitating.

Not long after, Zhang Huilan also returned, bringing back a truckload of fresh vegetables and ingredients.

It seems that they are all freshly picked from the surrounding farmhouses.

Knowing her brother Sister Mo Ruo, Zhang Huilan saw her brother's weakness and didn't dare to look at herself, so she began to count away regardless of it.

Zhang Zhongping couldn't resist, so he could only pull Wu Tao who came out of the small building as a shield.

Wu Tao took over the conversation and asked, "Uncle, why didn't my aunt and cousin come?"

This question made Zhang Zhongping's heart very hot, at least it was much better than knowing that he would call his own sister.

Smoke rose from the vineyard, and it was not even weaker than the farmhouse next to it.

People who are familiar with the vineyard are very curious, why did the people who had only used gas stoves over there now do so in a big way? Could it be that Zhang Huilan wants to return to his old business, so what is the way for his family to live?

This worry did not dissipate until a man and a dog appeared in the village.

It turned out that the genius entrepreneur of the vineyard had returned, and it was indeed time to do a big job.

Some familiar villagers even took out the good things that they were reluctant to eat at home on weekdays and stuffed them to Wu Tao, saying some similar words, so that Wu Tao couldn't accept them.

Fortunately, Song Guanghui was next to him, and his sturdy figure was perfect for mobile shelves......