The police car roared away, and Zhuang not far away watched the police car leave, frowning in a ball.

Just now, when Zhuang’s father was forced to apologize, Zhuang Buyuan’s lungs were almost irritated.

If I hadn't held my hand tightly, I'm afraid another building would collapse.

"Master, do you want me to follow me..." Gao Xie asked, standing not far from the village.

"No." Zhuang Buyuan shook his head.

Damn, these representatives of the Baifrost winery are indeed cunning.

Uncle Hua and his friends escorted them to the airport, and the village was not far away and could not send people to make trouble on the road!

When I arrived at the airport, there were many people and there were surveillance everywhere, so I couldn't do anything wrong.

"Master, I don't know what this plane is, is it something similar to the war giant dog?" Lao Bolun asked. After receiving Zhuang Buyuan's affirmative answer, he suggested: "Then let's shoot the plane down!"

"Yes, the parts we removed in the past two days have restored several burst guns and killed him!"

Zhuang Buyuan was shocked. Damn, although I was very angry, I was not a terrorist.

Moreover, even if you want to bomb the plane, you can't let so many passengers and crew be buried with them!

Zhuang Buyuan quickly shook his head: "No!"

Lao Bolong felt quite regretful: "I still want to try the power of this explosive pitching gun. I have never used the explosive pitching gun... What a pity..."

Lao Bolong was poor when he was a child. That old mechanical giant dog didn't even have a decent weapon. The steam power core was already so old that he was so old that he installed a burst gun. He was probably going to be crushed.

"But we can chase after Fusang." Zhuang walked not far away.

"Go to Fusang?"

"Yes, let's go to Baishuang Winery and make a big fuss in their hometown!" Zhuang Buyuan took a deep breath, "Damn, I can't breathe if I don't do this!"

"Go and go back and prepare!" Zhuang Buyuan greeted everyone back, "Prepare, the soldiers will be sent to Fusang!"

On the way back, Zhuang started calling people not far away to arrange for the trip to Fusang.

I heard that I was going to go out of the state, and everyone was very interested.

Most people in the manor have never been to the outside of the state, especially a few who have come from the era of exile. Their scope of activities has not exceeded that of the Void City, and they have no idea about the world.

In a city as big as Vucheng, there are so many people, and there are almost more people in the exile era.

There were only three cities and ten towns in the era of exile, scattered in the huge era of exile.

In their opinion, Fusang is another city on the earth that is similar to the Void City.

When Zhuang Buyuan explained to them that there are many cities like Xucheng in the world, and there are countless cities in the world, and they are all stunned.

“The world is so big!”

"I really want to go and have a look!"

Zhuang Buyuan is a generous owner. Facing the request of his servants, he said, "Then I will take you there to see you. To be honest, I have never been to the state. I will apply for a passport...uh, wait..."

Zhuang Buyuan suddenly slapped his head, "Damn it, I almost forgot something important!"

These guys from the era of exile have no passport at all!

In fact, they are now all black households without identity, so naturally they cannot apply for a passport, let alone go abroad.

The last time I encountered identity problems, it was because Lao Honglong and Luoluo could not hold shares. The shares of Xucheng Tunnel Construction they owned were still not in Zhuangyuan.

During this period, they either stayed in the manor and didn’t go out much, or they were already too famous. When others saw them, they knew their identities and never thought about checking their ID card and residence permit!

"Fortunately, the police uncle didn't investigate me just now..." Zhuang Buyuan covered his face and smiled bitterly.

However, now we have to find a way to get a legal identity for them.

But there is a saying that the most difficult identity in the world is actually the identity within the state!

If the population and identity information were not so strict two years ago, there would still be loopholes to take advantage of, such as purchasing some identities of dead people who had not been cancelled in time from remote areas, or impersonating their identities.

But now this road is already very difficult to walk.

After thinking about it, Zhuang Buyuan's head was so big that he could only put these aside for the time being.

"Master of Manor." While the village was not far away, Gao Chi walked to the village not far away, poked him gently, and pointed to the front: "Master of Manor, look at the old manor..."

Dad Zhuang was in a low mood and kept looking at the night outside the window, silent.

"Dad, don't worry." Zhuang Buyuan sat down and comforted him.

When I ran to Fusang, I beat them all down and told them to do whatever they wanted.

"I'm not worried." Zhuang's father looked out the window, "I'm just thinking... Although Kinunu and the others did this, does what they said make sense?"

"What's the reason? They just want to make excuses!" Zhuang Buyuan sniffed.

"No, I've been a little proud recently..." Zhuang's father shook his head, "I regard the convenience of the winery as my own strength, and the advantages of winemaking tools and manor materials as my own advantages. In fact, if there is a real winemaking technology, I am still far from it and there is still a long way to go."

Zhuang Buyuan didn’t know what to say, but actually Zhuang’s father was right.

To be honest, Dad Zhuang is now like a level 10-level trumpet in magical outfit. He just left the novice village and could beat large equipment with garbage.

But taking off these magical outfits, Zhuang Dad’s own attributes are still very low.

"It's not just Kinunu, but even Mr. Ji said that artisticity also needs to be pursued..." Zhuang Dad said, "Maybe I should really think about the issue of artisticity?"

While Zhuang's father was thinking hard, the bus stopped outside the winery. Zhuang's father stood up and sighed: "Oh, what is artistic? I don't understand at all!"

"Don't you understand? We understand." Someone suddenly answered.

Zhuang's father looked up and saw a few familiar people waiting in the winery.

"Hello, Uncle Lao Zhuang." Two middle-aged people came forward, "Hello, owner of the manor!"

"Old Zhao, what are you doing here?" Zhuang Buyuan looked up and saw that these two people were also old acquaintances. They were the producers and directors who were moving forward in variety shows.

"We are here to thank Mr. Zhuang," said Producer Zhao. "Thank you, Mr. Zhuang, for letting the zoo close the park in advance to cooperate. Our program has been filmed."

Production Zhao provided useful information to Zhuang Buyuan, and Zhuang Buyuan of course also reciprocates, giving them the convenience of filming programs.

"You're welcome, ought, what did you say just now?"

"I say art! We understand!" Producer Zhao patted his chest, "We just rely on this industry to make a living."

"When it comes to this art, it is beautiful to be more straightforward." Producer Zhao said, "It is human nature to pursue beauty. Look at the ancients praying for rain. They shouted twice: 'God's, it's raining soon'. People don't want to dance! The god of dance! Why? Dancing is beautiful! It's so fancy and eye-catching!"

"To put it further, it means resonance, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, sorrow, and various emotions must always trigger one."

"To put it further, you have to have a legendary story."

"People like the most is high, and all the works of art are high."

"Who can't make wine? If you lose some food and wild fruits, monkeys can do it. You have to go through eighty-one difficulties and difficulties to make people feel delicious and cherish it."

"Those who drink it think, damn it, I've been drinking such a hard-to-brew wine. Oh, this wine is awesome, I'm even more awesome."

"This is artistic!"

Zhuang is not far away and thinks.

Dad Zhuang was stunned.

"Uncle Lao Zhuang, let's cooperate!" The producer grabbed Dad Zhuang's hand, "Let's have a slow entertainment, which is called "Follow Uncle Lao Zhuang to make wine."
Chapter completed!