Half an hour later.

Wu Yuan took Sara and the others to the 17th floor of Qihua Building.

Tengda's new office has become a temple of art.

At the company's workstation, a Fendi vase and ornament are placed in the hollow partition, giving people the illusion of being natural.

Sara even said: "These home peripheral products of Fendi are simply customized for Tengda!" I even regret that I should have charged you. ”

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Wu Yuan got cheap, and couldn't help but say obediently: "Sarah, if you think like this, you are very wrong. Can't I say that Tengda Company has made Fendi's home peripheral products achieve such a perfect display effect, and Fendi should bear part of the planning or implementation costs for this. ”

No problem.

Sara was speechless, so she could only shrug her shoulders and say, "Then why don't you owe each other?" ”

Wu Yuan couldn't ask for it: "A word is a certainty." ”

Hu Yao rolled her eyes.

I used to follow Sara as a woman, and I felt that she was young and a very shrewd woman.

Why has he been prostituted by Wu Yuanbai so many times now, but he feels that he has taken advantage?

Is it because you are used to being prostituted for nothing?

It's horrible.

After a while, Fan Bingbing and the others returned to the entrance of the company, sweating one by one.

Wu Yuan said without thinking: "Since you're done, let's go back and rest early, right?" ”

"Wait," Fan Bingbing stopped Wu Yuan and said, "It's not over yet, don't you want to see the effect of our decoration like this?" ”

Wu Yuan looked at Sara and said happily, "Then show it to our distinguished guests." ”

Immediately, all the blinds were unfurled.

Then there was a click, and the lights came on.

The Fendi table lamps with a sense of design complement each other perfectly in the scattered office area.

Immediately made Tengda's compulsion rise several notches.

Sara even exclaimed: "This kind of office environment, even if you care about the profits, is also fascinating." I have to admit that Wu, the design and decoration level of your company is not inferior to the level of developed countries in Europe and the United States. ”

At this moment, an exclamation came from behind him.

At some point, Witt and Davien appeared on the 17th floor, looking at the office of Tengda Company, which was full of design, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Oh my God, this is fantastic. These beautiful ornaments and lamps are also purchased by our consulate! After Witt finished speaking, he turned to ask, "Davien, what do you think?" ”

Davien nodded again and again, "I'm looking forward to it." ”

Wu Yuan looked at Sarah, and his eyes were self-evident: Isn't this just sold?

Sara couldn't have been more pleasant.

Because she is more and more convinced that it is lucky to cooperate with this young farmer entrepreneur in front of her.

Even if you are prostituted for nothing a few times, what's the matter?

Downstairs in Qihua Building, Wu Yuan, Werther and Sara waved goodbye, got in the car and returned to Huangjia Lane.

As soon as I entered the door, I couldn't wait to call reporter Liang and invite her to come with me tomorrow, saying that I wanted to give her a big news.

When Liang Luo heard this, he couldn't help but say: "Boss Wu, what news is there now, bigger than the debate about the Songkran murals?" ”

Wu Yuan made no secret of his disgust and said: "Eating steamed buns that others have chewed has no taste, and besides, that topic has been noisy." Turning over and over, nothing new. ”

Liang Luo was powerless to refute, because this was indeed the case.

"But Boss Wu, do you know, tomorrow is Sunday, and I rarely have a rest......"

Without waiting for Reporter Liang to finish speaking, Wu Yuan interrupted: "Then I'm looking for someone else?" ”

"Okay, okay, Boss Wu, you should hold on a little longer, I will be at the door of your company on time tomorrow."

The next day is April 15, the twentieth day of the third lunar month.

Shanghai is shrouded in a sparse mist.

Even so, it did not stop Wu Yuan from returning to his hometown.

As soon as the sky was bright, the silver Santana was waiting at the door of Tengda Company in Huangjia Lane.

Just after seven o'clock, when the morning sun was rising, but still unable to penetrate the mist, Sara arrived with an interpreter and Liang Luo one after another.

Wu Yuan gave a brief introduction to the two sides, and then gave up the throne in the back row to the lady.

Everyone set off with the morning sun on their backs, and there was a subtle feeling of bringing sunshine to the places they went.

Who knows, after Santana left Shanghai, the mist directly turned into a thick fog, which immediately made everyone worry.

Fortunately, Ma Mingming's driving skills are impeccable.

The car drove steadily along the way.

It wasn't until after ten o'clock that the fog lifted.

And the scenery that appeared in everyone's field of vision was there, but it was also extremely monotonous.

Large fields are swaying with green wheat seedlings.

Sara wondered, "Wu, there's not the slightest sign of disaster here, is there?" ”

Wu Yuan said with a solemn face: "Compared to asking you to donate money for publicity, I would rather my hometown be smooth and rainy, and not be affected." ”

Sara was ashamed to hear this, "I'm sorry. ”

Soon at twelve o'clock, Santana entered the Northern Netherworld Realm from the south.

Everywhere I went, the water level in the canals in the fields was noticeably higher and fuller.

It wasn't until about one o'clock that Santana had to stop in the middle of a vast farmland.

Because this farmland was not only flooded, but also came up with the provincial road in the middle.

Wu Yuan frowned and asked, "Can you pass?" ”

Ma Mingchao tried to recall: "With my familiarity with this road, it is not a big problem to drive through it slowly. But I'm afraid that during this time, there will be potholes or ...... in the road section under the water."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Yuan said decisively: "No matter, go!" ”

Liang Luo, who was in the back row, hurriedly took out his camera and took pictures from the rolled down window to the outside.

Wu Yuan had to remind: "Reporter Liang, hold on to your camera." ”

Fortunately, on this section of wading road of several hundred meters, the silver Santana passed without danger.

But when Santana entered the boundary of Beigang, the provincial road along the canal, on one side was the canal that was almost higher than the provincial road, and the water was turbulent, and on the other side was the vast wheat field with a relatively low terrain, and only the wheat shoots could be faintly seen.

"Oh my God, this is terrible."

Sara exclaimed continuously, looking at Wu Yuan's back, her expression couldn't help but become complicated.

This is definitely not a simple farmer entrepreneur.

Liang Luo was speechless, he only knew to take pictures with his camera card.

From the bottom of my heart, I feel extremely tired of the discussion of the Songkran murals.

This is the real suffering of the people.

This is the news and people's livelihood that media people should pay attention to.

The silver Santana drove until it reached the courtyard of the village headquarters of Liyuan Village before stopping.

Rolling up his trouser legs, carrying the iron lift, and not caring about the muddy Yang branch secretary, Lao Xu Tou and Accountant Li, they all surrounded and said, "Xiaoyuan, why are you back?" ”

Wu Yuan pretended to be relaxed and said: "I'm idle anyway, so I'll bring a few friends over to have a look." ”

How do you know that Yang Zhishu recognized Liang Luo at a glance and said: "This is Reporter Liang, I remember." ”