Chapter 297: Those Who Are Close to Vermilion Are Red, and Those Who Are Close to Color Are Crazy?

The concept of rebirth, which Wu Tao takes for granted, is advanced and novel in the eyes of people in this era.

So even though Yang Ge and Xiao Zixia are relatively avant-garde and well-informed, they still find it new and even do not understand the idea that mobile phones have additional attributes.

After all, in their view, the most important thing about a mobile phone is its functional attributes, that is, to meet the requirements of communication anytime, anywhere.

In addition, is it really important whether the appearance is good-looking or not, and whether it fits the positioning of men and women on the product?

Regarding this point, Wu Tao did not explain too much.

No matter how much you say, it is easier and more effective to let the reality tell them.

But doubts are doubts, but Yuanqi Technology's mobile phone project is still moving forward steadily.

The prototypes of the two plans have been submitted for production, and it is estimated that it will take at least three to four weeks to see the finished product.

The construction of the company's ecological lake factory area is also in full swing.

Everything is being pushed forward in an orderly manner, and everyone is doing their own duties. As the boss, Wu Tao is actually idle.

Of course, there is nothing to do, and he will not look for something to do.

Delegating power should be delegated. This is not only unreserved trust in subordinates, but also liberates oneself and puts more minds and thoughts on the vision of the future.

However, he is not the kind of person who needs to keep his head empty and look far ahead.

The memory of the previous life is the best information, there is no need for him to think about other things.

But things are often so unfortunate that when he is free, everyone else is busy.

Early in the morning, Shi Qianxue and An Rong got up one after another, had breakfast, and hurried to work.

Both of them were interns in the company, and the common topics between them began to increase, and the relationship was more intimate than before, and they were almost developed into girlfriends.

As for Fang Yuan, since she was an hourly worker, she didn't go to work so early. But during the time when she was not at work, she spent almost all of it in bed.

It seems that when I go to work and do something, I have more reason and more confidence to sleep in.

Until Fang Yuan also put on her red hat and went out, the huge house suddenly became quiet.

This situation is really not used to.

At this moment, he remembered the phone call from Wang Yongsheng not long ago, and realized that maybe it was time to visit Baoku Manke.

After all, half of the summer vacation is over, and I have to go to Dongying next time. I really don't know when I can spare time.

It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day, so let's go and see it today.

Song Zhuang was notified by phone, and Wu Tao went downstairs while talking.

He was waiting for Song Zhuang to drive the car, when suddenly a blinding Crown car stopped in front of him.

The old Crown car has its luxury and characteristics, and is deeply loved by many high-level elites and even bosses.

The car window was rolled down, revealing Reina Fujiwara's pretty fair face under the sunglasses and the deep ravine under her neck.

"Wu Sang, what a coincidence, if I come a little later, it seems that I really have a good heart."

Wu Tao was stunned and speechless.

Ever since she learned about his trip to Tokyo, Rena Fujiwara had more chances to seek him out.

For business matters, no matter how big or small, she would take the opportunity to call. Even if there is no official business, she will occasionally come to visit, just like today.

This may be due to the rescue factor in the swimming pool that day.

In fact, Wu Tao did not refuse to develop some personal friendship with such a charming woman.

It's just that this woman is too sexy and charming, and her femininity radiates all over her body, which makes the teenager's hormones ready to move.

This makes people a little tormented.

As a result, these days, when he was with An Rong, it was always difficult to settle down.

The more I look at An Rong's protruding part, the more I want to feel it.

Could it be that those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to color are crazy?

By the way, it must be so! Otherwise, since I used to live among the girls, wouldn't I be so anxious?

Seeing Wu Tao showing some embarrassment, Reina Fujiwara smiled sweetly, her bright red lips raised a beautiful arc.

"Get in the car, where are you going, I'll see you off, and say something along the way."

Just as he was talking, Song Zhuang came over in his Pajero.

Wu Tao nodded, gestured to Song Zhuang, and then got into the passenger seat of the crown car.

There is a strong fragrance of lavender in the car, and in the diffuse fragrance, the residual leather smell cannot be concealed.

"It's a nice new car."

"Huh? I knew you would like it." Fujiwara Reina raised her eyebrows, "Where are you going?"

"Broken man."

Every frown and movement of this woman reveals a provocative meaning. Wu Tao can only avoid its influence by looking ahead.

"Oh? It's a matter of a few steps." Reina Fujiwara was very clear about this. Crown Crown walked out of the gate of Splendid Huating, turned a corner at the intersection, and arrived at the parking lot of Ninghai Building.

After turning off the engine and parking the car, Rena Fujiwara followed Wu Tao out of the car.

Wu Tao was surprised, "Are you going with me too?"

"As a manga fan, I want to visit the manga club, is that okay?" Fujiwara Reina said relaxedly, but her posture was very low.

People can not refuse.

"Let's go." Wu Tao took a step forward, and Fujiwara Reina followed closely. With her pretty figure and graceful demeanor, she turned heads very often.

"You said just now that you have something to tell me?" Wu Tao recalled after entering the elevator.

Reina Fujiwara just remembered and said: "I want to ask you if you have completed the visa procedures for going to Japan?"

"This, I really don't know." Wu Tao pointed along, "I'll know in a while."

All these trivial matters were handled by the magazine, and he really didn't know the specific progress.

Now that the rush hour has passed, there are only Wu Tao and two in the elevator, but no employees from Yuankang Company.

Wu Tao directly pressed the 12th floor, and after a while, the two arrived at the floor where the magazine was located.

Stepping out of the elevator, the entire elevator room is full of animation elements, and the very distinctive diversion map clearly guides the route of Bakumanke magazine.

Different from living in a corner when the magazine was first established, today's magazine office occupies almost half of the area.

Since the scope of distribution expanded to the whole country, the magazine has carried out another expansion to attract many fans of the animation industry.

In this way, with the intensification of competition, the works have become more prominent, and the level of domestic originals has been greatly improved.

Just as they were thinking, the two came to the door of Baku Manke, and were stopped by the baby-faced receptionist.

Wu Tao reported Wang Yongsheng's name, and the other party was about to make a call, but a surprised voice sounded next to him, "Boss, is that you?"

Looking back, Wu Tao looked familiar at the girl in front of her who was scratching her chin in surprise, but she just didn't know her name.

Babyface didn't know what to say and said: "Editor Wen, who is your boss?"

After being reminded by the baby face, Wu Tao also suddenly remembered, "You are Wenhui? You have been promoted to editor-in-chief?"

Wen Hui pushed the lens, and rarely showed embarrassment: "Boss, you have a really good memory, and he is only the deputy editor."

Saying that, facing the baby face, said: "Xiaowei, this is the boss of our magazine, you don't need to call, I will take him in."

"Ah..." Baby's face was shocked, until Wu Tao walked away, then patted his face, touched and pinched, "I'm not dreaming, am I? The boss is so young, the boss is so handsome! God Oh, it's dead, it's dead..."