Chapter 9: A Thousand Hopes

This is considered a high evaluation, Mu Daofeng finished praising Wu Fan, and turned to his daughter: "Qingwan, you must assist Wu Fan to make this first shot." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoNow many factories are facing restructuring, and unemployed workers have no clue and can't find a way out. I think Wu Fan's idea is very feasible, and if it is really done, it can play an exemplary role. ā€

Mu Qingwan said in a slightly dissatisfied tone: "I know, Dad, you brought the tone in the unit to the house again." ā€

Mu Daofeng didn't hear it, and continued to eat it with great interest, just picked up a piece of dried tofu, and suddenly said: "Also, Qingwan, you remember, you must do things according to the rules and strictly adhere to the bottom line of principles." My principles, do you remember? ā€

Mu Qingwan said: "Remember, you are not allowed to swindle under your banner, and you can't rely on your identity to grab benefits." The bottom line of economic issues must not be touched. ā€

Mu Daofeng listened carefully, nodded and said, "Just remember it." But then again, with Wu Fan's spicy craftsmanship, as long as you operate legally, you will definitely be able to work hard and get rich. ā€

After saying that, Mu Daofeng continued to eat slowly, and Mu Qingwan raised her eyebrows at Wu Fan, as if to say: "Look, I said it a long time ago, now you should believe it, right?" ’

Wu Fan secretly pondered in his heart, although Mu Daofeng's words sounded principled and impartial, but he could allow his daughter to participate in the Malatang small business, which was already a kind of active support in disguise.

In the future, Mu Qingwan came forward to do things, and her identity as the 'daughter of the deputy mayor' is a kind of golden signboard in itself.

So Wu Fan got up, bowed slightly to Mu Daofeng and said, "Thank you Mayor Mu for your support, it's not too early, uncle and aunt, I'll go first." ā€

Mu Daofeng, who has been in officialdom for a long time, is a person with a lot of vision? On the spot, he saw that Wu Fan had understood his intentions, and couldn't help but look at Wu Fan a little higher in his heart and said: "Wait, Wu Fan, now it's dark and the road is slippery outside, I'll ask the driver to send you home." ā€

"Don't bother, uncle." Wu Fanqian gave way.

Mu Qingwan also didn't expect that when she saw the driver Uncle Zhao coming from the restaurant, she said politely: "Uncle Zhao, Wu Fan is my student, please run away, it's hard work." ā€

Uncle Zhao was a middle-aged man, and he said with a capable look: "Don't worry, rest assured." ā€

The driver, Lao Zhao's car, drove steadily, which was indeed reassuring. Twenty minutes later, the Toyota Crown arrived at the intersection of Wu Fan's house.

Wu Fan thanked Uncle Zhao and staggered home.

The old courtyard and tiled house, the same pattern and appearance as in the dream, are just a little more popular. The snow on the roof is still there, especially at night. The yard has been swept away, and some thin ice is forming on the damp ground.

I heard the long sighs of my parents in the hall from afar.

"There are only one thousand and one left in the family, and if the factory sends out wages again, it will not be easy this year~"

"Don't count on the salary, there are more and more rumors, saying that we are going to restructure, and we all have to be laid off!"

"Huh? What can I do about this, our garment factory also has this rumor......"

The two of them were silent, and in the smoke, they fell into a gloomy cloud.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back."

Mother Cui Yuhua hurriedly greeted her and said, "Xiaofan, you're back." Walk slowly, the yard is slippery, I'll help you. ā€

Father Wu Guangyao also walked back, threw away the cigarette butt and stepped on it: "The high school entrance examination is imminent, what Olympiad are you still participating in?" It's right to concentrate on reviewing, as long as you can successfully take Ning'an Middle School, it's better than anything else. ā€

Wu Fan asked Zhu Qiancheng to bring a message to his parents, saying that he would come back late tonight because he participated in the intensive English Olympiad class, so Wu Guangyao said this.

"Dad, the first prize of the English Olympiad at the provincial level, you can add 20 points to the high school entrance examination. If I get these 20 points, I will get an insurance policy first. ā€

Wu Guangyao's eyes narrowed obliquely, just like he usually used an ink fountain to measure the line: "Since entering the third year of junior high school, your grades have not improved. Now you're busy with the English Olympiad, don't let a small thing go wrong. In case you fail in the high school entrance examination, you can only come back and farm with the old cow's tail, and our family is not in a position to spend money to give you the key points. Not even a single point short. ā€

"Dad, I know. Next weekend is the English Winter Camp Trials, and in two weeks there is the final exam, and I will talk about the results. ā€

Cui Yuhua helped Wu Fan to step onto the porch of the main house, walked into the hall, and said with concern: "How is your injury, pick it up and show it to your mother." ā€

Wu Fan hurriedly stopped and said, "Mom, wrapped in gauze, you can't see anything." Besides, it hurts a lot to reveal you. ā€

Cui Yuhua hurriedly stopped: "Are you hungry, I left you food." ā€

"No, Mom, I've eaten it."

Wu Guangyao took over and said, "Xiaofan, you have to fight for your breath." The generation of the old Wu family can no longer be looked down upon, you are a seedling in a thousand hectares, and all kinds of hopes are pinned on you. If you don't succeed, the old Wu family's ancestors will have no chance to revive their former glory. ā€

In the past, Wu Fan would use the rhetoric of 'children and grandchildren are infinitely scarce' to tease his father. Looking at the deeper foreheads on my parents' faces today, I'm not in the mood to be funny.

"Dad, Mom, you can rest assured. I don't steam steamed buns to fight for breath, and I will not disappoint you. Wu Fan said this high-spirited sentence in a flat voice, which made Wu Guangyao hear a little unusual taste.

"However, Dad, Mom, don't worry too much about many things. The book says that if you are poor, you will change, and if you change, you will be successful. The boat is naturally straight to the bridge, and many things are worried in advance, to no avail, but it is better to face it calmly, and it will naturally be extremely Tailai. ā€

After speaking, Wu Fan turned around and went back to the house, leaving Wu Guangyao and Cui Yuhua looking at each other.

"Xiaofan, there are words in this, one by one. Does he know something? ā€

Cui Yuhua couldn't help wiping away tears and said, "My son has grown up, and he knows how to comfort us." ā€

Wu Guangyao just took out the cigarette and stuffed it back again, and said with a smile on his dark face: "Indeed, Xiaofan is much more sensible......"

Back in the East House, Wu Guangyao closed the door. Got into the quilt and immediately took out the copycat mobile phone.

The phone is lit up as usual, and there is no suspicion of power failure. It seems that this mobile phone has indeed mutated because of this strange application.

Otherwise, this simply cannot explain the phenomenon that it can still light up after many days without charging. Besides, it's ninety-eight years now, and it's really a bit difficult to find a suitable microUSB charger.

Click on the application of 'Rise of the Giants', and the fame point has risen to 668, which is similar to his expectations. And the player's capital, which is still stuck at about 1,100, seems to be linked to the assets of the whole family.

The comments I heard from my parents when I entered the door just now confirmed this.

The deadline for the task of the well-off home has become twenty-eight days, Wu Fan put away his mobile phone and fell asleep peacefully.