Chapter 551

Meanwhile, Loping Airport.

In the vip channel, a young man with a noble temperament and a hint of rebelliousness between his brows walked out calmly.

"Young Master Mu! The hotel has been arranged for you, are you going to go now?" Yite asked respectfully, a middle-aged man in a suit and black-rimmed glasses.

Moody felt the temperature in Luoping, which was obviously a few degrees lower than the temperature in the imperial capital. However, when he thought of the purpose of coming to Luoping this time, the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.

"How is your job going?"

"Back to Mu Shao, the two sides need to meet to negotiate the contract. We have already talked about it before, but..." The middle-aged man frowned slightly, and he was a little confused whether to say it or not.

Moody's eyes were cold, "Don't mother-in-law, talk about something."

The middle-aged man didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly told the truth, "It's like this, the person in charge of Ganlu is temporarily going out, and there is no news about when he will come back. I have asked his family before, and if I hear that, maybe he will be back on New Year's Day the day after tomorrow."

Moody nodded and sat in the car. There was warm air in the car, not like the biting cold outside, "If that's the case, then go to the origin of the nectar first, but I heard that the nectar orchard is still producing results. Let's see what kind of planting technology this is, and it can still bear fruit in this cold season."

"Okay." The middle-aged man got into the car and drove away.

**

Upper Bay Village.

At this time, Shangwan Village was much more lively and richer than it was six months ago. It was even so rich that several houses had bought black and white TV sets and installed landlines.

Brick houses are rising from the ground. Although this is not a good season for building houses, the enthusiasm of the villagers cannot be suppressed. This shows how fast the economic development of Shangwan Village has been in just half a year.

It just so happens that there are still two days before New Year's Day. For the countryside, the festival is a big day. Therefore, there will be joyful laughter from time to time in the village.

It was the first time that Moody felt this warm and joyful atmosphere. He pursed his lips and felt a little moved in his heart.

"Hey, are you from out of town? Who are you looking for?"

At this time, a little boy of about ten years old was wearing a large padded jacket, carrying a stick on his shoulders, and a bunch of crucian carp the size of a slap hung on the top of the stick. He looked into the car curiously and asked.

The boy's cheeks were flushed from the cold, but he could tell from his expression that he was happy.

The middle-aged man originally wanted to get out of the car and find someone to inquire about the route, but he didn't expect that someone would deliver a pillow when he fell asleep.

"Oh, it turned out that I was looking for brother Han to discuss business again. You came at a wrong time. Brother Han was not at home. I heard that you are going out of town. You should go back." The little boy is naturally Han Shi's neighbor, Wang Qiang.

During this period of time, there have been outsiders coming to Brother Stone's house to talk about business. Obviously, he has taken this kind of thing very well and waved his hand in a pretentious manner.

"Children, we know that Boss Ganlu is not at home. This time we are here to observe the orchard and discuss cooperation temporarily."

"Oh, to see the orchard, then all right, I'll lead the way."

Within two minutes, Wang Qiang took the two to the door of Han Shi's house and shouted, "Grandpa Han, are you at home?"

Xiao Hei, who was lying in the courtyard, immediately pricked up his ears when he heard the sound of the car engine, his dog's eyes narrowed slightly, and then a trace of disappointment flashed, and then he continued to lie on the ground, listless.

At this time, Wang Qiang shouted, it raised its head again, shook its ears, and made a 'wang' outside the gate.