Rural Dad

At noon, because the children were not at home, Zhao Han and his father heated up the leftovers from the morning to make a meal.

Gun Gun had to eat the leftovers with them.

National treasures cannot eat meat and fish every day.

Otherwise, if the panda gets high blood pressure, wouldn’t Zhao Han be legally responsible for it?

Suddenly, Da Huang rushed out, barking as he ran: "Woof woof woof! Woof woof woof!"

"Who's here?" Zhao Jiang got up and walked out.

Zhao Han also put down his bowl and chopsticks and followed him out.

As soon as he left the main room, he saw his sister-in-law Wang Ying walking into the yard with a man and a woman, talking and laughing.

"Xiaoying, what are you doing..." Zhao Jiang looked at the familiar stranger behind Wang Ying with a puzzled look.

Zhao Han had already recognized the two people and spoke before Wang Ying: "Dad, they are here to see me."

The two people were Wang Bing and her photographer.

"Yes." Wang Ying was full of admiration, and hurriedly explained for Zhao Jiang: "Uncle Zhao, Hanzi has made great progress. This is a big reporter from Tongzhou, who came to interview Hanzi. I just ran into him at the entrance of the village while cutting grass for pigs."

From the casual chat with Wang Bing just now, she realized how much Zhao Han had done quietly.

No wonder he wanted to contract their orchard.

He is really worthy of being an officer in the army. He is so capable that he not only sold the fruits of Taoyuan Village again, but also sold them at a terrifying sky-high price.

One hundred yuan a cherry, my God, this price is really scary.

The more she looked at him, the more she felt that Zhao Han was shrouded in layers of mysterious aura, making others look up to him.

"Oh~ I remember." Zhao Jiang slapped his thigh suddenly, and suddenly realized: "I've seen you on TV. It's my son Hanzi you interviewed."

"It's me, uncle." Wang Bing responded with a smile, looking at Zhao Han: "I came here today to interview Brother Zhao, so I'm sorry to waste your time again."

"Oh, what are you talking about, girl? It's a good thing to be on the news." Zhao Jiang was very enthusiastic and quickly moved stools for the two of them: "Sit down, sit down quickly."

"Uncle Zhao, Hanzi, I have to go back to make lunch, so I'll leave first." Wang Ying turned and left.

Zhao Han hurriedly said: "Sister-in-law, take care."

Wang Ying walked out of the yard, looking back every few steps.

"Thank you, uncle." Wang Bing and the photographer thanked them while sitting on the wooden stools.

The two of them obviously breathed a sigh of relief after sitting down.

Zhao Han asked with a smile: "Are you tired from walking on the mountain road?"

City people who have never walked on the mountain road will feel what it means to be desperate when they walk on it for the first time.

Although the mountain road in Taoyuan Village is relatively flat, after all, it can be driven by motorcycles, but it is also covered with gravel.

"It is a bit tiring, the key is that I am still wearing high heels today." Wang Bing smiled bitterly, and then her eyebrows were dancing with joy: "But it is not a loss, the scenery of your village is really beautiful, it makes people linger."

She also never expected that Taoyuan Village did not have a road, otherwise she would never wear high heels.

"It is a remote place, there is nothing to show except the scenery." Zhao Han smiled casually.

Wang Bing rolled her eyes charmingly: "Brother Zhao, I will think you are showing off when you say this. Taoyuan cherries are popular all over the Internet, and this is not good enough?"

She felt that Zhao Han was pretending to be cool and Versailles.

Zhao Han shook his head and said nothing, because this was the result of the Space Spirit Spring. Otherwise, Taoyuan Village really had nothing to show for itself except for the scenery, otherwise it would not have been poor for so many years.

"Fuck!" Suddenly, the photographer exclaimed and fell backwards, sitting on the ground.

Zhao Han and Wang Bing looked at him at the same time.

The photographer widened his eyes and pointed at the main door of the hall with trembling fingers: "Bear... Bear... Panda!"

Wang Bing subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice, then widened her beautiful eyes and blurted out: "Fuck!"

After she finished speaking, she realized that she had sworn in front of outsiders, and her face was immediately red with embarrassment.

But the shock in her eyes could not be concealed.

I saw a fat, round panda standing up, holding a bowl of rice and staggering over, licking the bowl while walking.

That's right, this is a panda, a national treasure!

And it's a national treasure that eats standing up!

Then Wang Bing and the photographer who didn't deserve a name saw the panda run to Zhao Han and squat down, holding the empty bowl and looking at him with a hum.

"Not full yet? Go find grandpa for a snack." Zhao Han pointed at Zhao Jiang who had already picked up the pipe next to him.

Gungun crawled in front of Zhao Jiang again with the bowl in his mouth.

Zhao Jiang grinned, patted its big head with the pipe in his mouth: "Let's go, you big glutton."

Zhao Jiang walked in front, and the panda held the bowl in its mouth, using all four legs, shaking its butt happily to keep upHe.

Zhao Han then looked at Wang Bing and the photographer and smiled: "The little pet we keep at home is called Gun Gun."

Yes, he was just showing off. As a man who keeps pandas, is he showing off too much?

Wang Bing: "…………"

Photographer: "…………"

You call this... a little pet?

Who dares to keep a national treasure as a pet at home!

You are also punished!

"Brother Zhao... you have to be careful, this is illegal." Wang Bing advised with good intentions.

The photographer also nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Zhao Han laughed: "Don't worry, GunGun came to my house by himself. I didn't control him by force. I posted his video online. The relevant departments didn't say anything. It's very common for wild giant pandas to run down the mountain in rural Sichuan Province."

"Huh~ I hope it's not forcibly kept in captivity." Wang Bing patted his open chest, and then looked at Zhao Han with envy: "Brother Zhao, you can be considered a person who owns a panda. I'm jealous."

"Can I touch it?" The photographer raised his hand.

Whether it is a man or a woman, no one can resist a panda, a beast that can kill people with its cuteness.

Zhao Han kindly reminded: "Let's talk about this after the business is done. Should we interview first?"

"Ah, right, right, right." Wang Bing suddenly reacted and said quickly: "Interview first. Brother Zhao, do you want you to see the interview questions I prepared?"

"No, let's start directly. I believe you have the sense to not ask questions that you shouldn't ask."

Then the three parties took their positions and began the interview.

"Hello, audience friends. I am Wang Bing, a reporter from Tongzhou TV. The person next to me is Mr. Zhao Han, the owner of Taoyuan Cherry, the owner of Taoyuan Fruit Company, who has recently exploded on the Internet."

"Hello, Mr. Zhao."

"Hello."

"Mr. Zhao, I saw on your official account that other Taoyuan series fruits will be on the market tomorrow. Do these fruits have the same effect as Taoyuan Cherry?"

"Of course, I will send samples for testing afterwards." Zhao Han answered calmly.

Wang Bing leaned against the wall with his legs together, and continued to ask questions in a very elegant posture: "Mr. Zhao is about to become a rich man. Do you have any plans for the future?"