551 Mu Di’s Visit
At the sa ti, at Luoping Airport.
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A young man with a noble temperant and a hint of arrogance on his face walked out of the jetway calmly.
“Young Master Mu! I’ve arranged a hotel for you. Do you want to go now?” A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes with black-frad glasses asked respectfully.
Mu Di felt the temperature in Luoping. It was obviously a few degrees colder than in the capital. However, when he thought of his goal for coming to Luoping this ti, he couldn’t help but smile.
“How’s the matter I asked you to do?”
“Young Master Mu, we’ve almost reached an agreent, but…” The middle-aged man frowned slightly, wondering if he should say it.
Mu Di’s eyes turned cold. “If you have sothing to say, say it.”
The middle-aged man did not dare to be negligent and quickly told the truth. “It’s like this. The person-in-charge of Sweet Dew went out for sothing at the last minute. There’s still no news of when he’ll be back. I asked his family before and they said that he might be back the day after tomorrow.”
Mu Di nodded and got into the car. “In that case, let’s go to the production side of the sweet dew fruits first. I heard that the sweet dew orchard is still producing fruit. I want to see how they can grow fruits in winter.”
“Alright.” The middle-aged man got into the car and drove away.
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Shangwan Village.
At this mont, Shangwan Village was much livelier and richer than it was half a year ago. So families even bought televisions and installed landlines.
Coincidentally, it was New Year’s Day in two days. To the villagers, the holidays were a big day. Therefore, happy laughter lingered in the village.
This was the first ti Mu Di felt such a warm and happy atmosphere. He was a little moved.
“Eh, who are you looking for?”
At this mont, a little boy who was about ten years old was wearing a cotton-padded jacket and carrying a stick on his shoulder. There was a palm-sized carp hanging on one end of the stick. He was looking at the car curiously.
The boy’s face was red from the cold wind, but from his expression, one could tell that he was very happy.
The middle-aged man originally wanted to get out of the car and find soone to ask about the route. “Little kid, may I know where the Boss of the Sweet Dew Orchard lives? Can you help lead the way?”
“Oh, so you’re here to discuss business with Brother Han. You ca at the wrong ti. Brother Han is not at ho. I heard that he went to another city. You’d better go back.” The little boy was Han Shi’s neighbor, Wang Qiang
“Kid, we know that he is not at ho. We’re just here to check out the orchard.”
“Oh, you want to see the orchard? Alright, I’ll show you the way.”
In less than two minutes, Wang Qiang brought the two of them to Han Shi’s house and shouted, “Grandpa Han, are you at ho?”
When Blackie, who was lying in the courtyard, heard the sound of the car engine, it imdiately pricked up its ears and narrowed its eyes. Then, a trace of disappointnt flashed across its eyes before it continued to lie on the ground listlessly.
At this mont, when Wang Qiang shouted, Blackie raised its head again, shook its ears, and barked at the door.
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