The breeding base is not big, half is mountain and half is valley.
In recent years, many local time-honored brands have revived, and they have also launched green products, which has reduced the advantage of fools. When Leonie took office, she led the strategic adjustment and changed the product positioning from high-end to mid-to-high-end, such as ham. The most expensive one is produced by traditional crafts
time-honored brands, followed by those produced by modern craftsmanship, and then those in the mass category. Stupid relies on brand awareness, the entire industry chain and large-scale production to maintain profits. According to Leonie's vision, the positioning of Stupid will continue to sink in the future.
The final product is mid-range products, mainly supplying safe, original and large-volume meat, egg and milk products to the society, while exploring and cultivating its own "time-honored brands" to form a high-end and mid-range mix.
Under the guidance of this guiding ideology, this production base in the suburbs of Beijing only has four kinds of livestock and poultry: pigs, cattle, sheep, chickens. Rare ones such as flying dragons and sika deer are still in several bases in the northeast. The purchase volume is not large anyway, and they rely on online shopping and express delivery.
Completely satisfied.
Although the scale is small and there are not many products, the children still have a lot of fun, and they are like clay monkeys at the end of the day. On the way home in the car, Wang Sheng and Wang Zhonghua presented treasures to Wang Ai, a few of them in a can.
Xiaoyu, Wang Hongzhuang took off the wreath on her head and forced it on Wang Ai, but it couldn't fit in because of his big head. Wang Rabbit didn't get much, so he picked up a few long feathers from chicken wings. As for Wang Beihai, he didn't do much all day.
Crying is probably a gift.
The next day Wang Ai went to the summary meeting. Wang Ai sat next to Director Du of the Track and Field Center. He also saw Director Wei Di and Lao Gao who were quite far away. They didn't know whether they saw him or not. Anyway, they didn't say hello, so they didn't know.
I don’t know whether it’s because I’m embarrassed or because I blame him for defecting.
The atmosphere of the meeting was quite serious. Although the leader's speech mentioned the women's volleyball team's championship and Wang Ai's track and field breakthrough, they only briefly passed by. At the end of the meeting, the host announced that he had won the medal, and the atmosphere relaxed a little.
The bonuses were distributed by the General Administration. One medal and one card. The cards were signed and everyone took a group photo with the medals hanging. By this time, the leaders were no longer sullen. Everyone was talking and laughing. The athletes were just joking among themselves.
There are more, even if we are not familiar with each other, at least we are all known to each other.
When the photo was taken, Wang Ai was in the middle of the second row, with Ma Long on the left and Chen Aisen on the right. He is a proper athlete. Everyone knows which medal has the highest gold content. What’s more important is that Wang Ai participated in the Olympics in 2004 and was on the scene.
The most senior of all athletes.
After the meeting and taking photos, everyone dispersed. Wang Ai took three cards and threw them to Xu Qinglian at home: "You handle it."
"520,000?" Xu Qinglian flipped through the three cards back and forth: "What about the provincial and city cards? How about a special bonus card? This extra income can't be put anywhere, and it's quite commemorative.
"
Wang Ai sat across from the small round table under the shade of a tree and picked up the teacup: "You can do whatever you want."
"Okay, I'll try to transfer the money out of the card, get a bonus account, and keep the card for you." Xu Qinglian put away the three cards: "By the way, the password is six eights?"
Wang Ai shrugged: "It's just so vulgar."
Huang Xin, who was eating fruit on the side, said: "I heard that the city might give me a house."
"Are you from Hedong?" Seeing Huang Xin nod, Xu Qinglian curled her lips and said, "Let's wait for a few years before we talk about it. It's the city's good intention anyway."
Wang Ai was about to speak when the phone rang. He took it out and saw that it belonged to Lao Gao. When he picked it up, Lao Gao simply said: "I'll come home tonight and treat you to dinner."
Arriving in front of Lao Gao's house in the evening, Wang Ai carried a bunch of stupid food and asked Xu Qinglian to knock on the door. Cheng Wei came out and said, "Bringing so much again? Who is inviting whom to dinner?"
Wang Ai laughed: "If my brother-in-law resigns, if I don't give him something as a gift, why don't I have to spend money to buy it?"
Lao Gao came out of the kitchen wearing an apron: "Xiao Xu is here too, sit down quickly, it would be nice if there was some soup."
After finishing speaking, Lao Gao was about to go back to the kitchen. Halfway through, he suddenly turned around and came to Wang Ai and looked at him: "Why do you make sour noodles?"
Wang Ai was carrying things into the kitchen to put them in the freezer and said with a smile: "I came out in a hurry and didn't have time to remove my makeup. I just happened to wash it at your house."
"Going to shoot a commercial this afternoon? You're really busy." Lao Gao turned around and walked to the kitchen.
"You're not idle either. Why do you think you have anything to do with me in today's meeting?" Wang Ai and Lao Gao bickered habitually.
"The top eight of the women's football team, our supervisory unit is not allowed to send people?" Lao Gao said without looking back.
"Supervising authority? Shouldn't that be a matter of the Foot Management Center?" Wang Ai opened the freezer and put things inside.
"I am the representative of the foot management center." Lao Gao said with a straight face, "Let's get to know each other again. I am the deputy director of the foot management center."
"Young?" Wang Ai looked at Lao Gao in surprise: "When did it happen?"
"Recently appointed."
"What about the Football Association?"
"Vice Chairman."
Wang Ai closed the freezer: "I mean, the leader plans to let you go to the foot management center in the future? Who will the Football Association give it to?"
"How do I know what the leader means?" Lao Gao turned around and looked at the pot.
Wang Ai walked around to Lao Gao's side and said suspiciously: "The Football Management Center is responsible for policy formulation and supervision, but it does not have the actual management rights of the national team or the league. If you go there, you will be scratching the surface. The Football Association will come up with someone you can't deal with."
, you are at your wits end.”
Lao Gao acted as if he hadn't heard and didn't say a word. Just then Cheng Wei walked in: "Junior brother, I have makeup remover here."
When he got to the bathroom, Cheng Wei whispered to Wang Ai: "Your brother-in-law is junior after all, so the leader asked him to become a deputy director first and join the team."
Wang Ai suddenly realized, unscrewing the makeup remover and said: "That is to say, after Director Wei retires, one side will be the chairman of the Football Association and the other side will be the deputy director of the foot management center? This is good, as it will save someone over there from causing trouble for him."
Cheng Wei smiled and said nothing. Wang Ai was also in a good mood. While washing his face, he said: "The leaders have thought carefully. Management and office have been separated. It's not enough to just keep an eye on the Football Association. As a superior unit, the Football Management Center also has to keep an eye on it.
Otherwise, while you are doing things here and he is tugging on his sleeves, all your energy will be spent fighting among ourselves."
After Wang Ai washed his face and Lao Gao's soup was ready, the guards started dinner in the outer room, and the two families sat down in the restaurant together. Wang Ai looked around and asked, "Where is my eldest nephew?"
"We went to his grandma's house to play." Cheng Wei looked at Xu Qinglian: "Xiao Xu, can you have a drink?"
Xu Qinglian smiled and said: "I want to drink fruit wine."
"That hawthorn wine you brought?" Cheng Wei saw Xu Qinglian nodding and stood up with emotion: "I haven't had it in many years. In fact, I don't like drinking beer. Red wine doesn't taste good, but others say it tastes good.
I have no choice but to pretend to drink well."
Wang Ai looked at Lao Gao happily: "Shall we drink fruit bar too?"
Lao Gao frowned and put down Maotai helplessly for a while: "Okay."
