"Ouch!" Meng Lang felt a kick on his butt and immediately woke up from his sleep.
Blocking the sun with his hands, he reluctantly opened his eyes and found his mother standing beside the haystack, staring at him.
"Mom! What are you doing! Ha~ What time is it now?" Meng Lang asked with a yawn.
"What time is it! Do you treat guests like this? Is it ridiculous to sleep soundly here and let a few girls work?"
Yang Hui angrily grabbed Meng Lang's ears.
"Hey! Mom, let go first. If you have something to say, please talk to me. They usually don't work hard and don't distinguish between grains and grains. I want them to strengthen their exercise!
Hey, where are they?"
Only then did Meng Lang realize that there were still three figures in the field at this moment.
"It's already noon when we return them! I asked them to go home and take a shower first to prepare for lunch.
You go to the construction site and deliver this meal to your father. He won't come back for lunch today.
It all comes down to your fault, you have been away from home every day lately..."
"Can you blame me?" Meng Lang was speechless.
After taking the lunch box from Yang Hui, she said again.
"After delivering the meal, take this bag of rapeseed home on your way back!"
"Ah?" Meng Lang looked bitterly as he looked at the sack, which was as tall as half a man.
"Ah what? You can't move around, right?"
"No! You can do whatever you want!"
"That's pretty much it. If you don't work hard on your four limbs normally, I'll let you strengthen your training!"
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"Earthmoving work needs to be carried out quickly. Work will start as soon as the materials arrive..."
"The new building will be completed in a few days. The installation and testing of supporting equipment such as the feeding system and manure removal system and personnel training will be the next focus. The next batch of piglets will arrive soon..."
When Meng Lang walked to the construction site, Lao Meng was wearing a safety helmet and discussing something with several other people.
"dad!"
Lao Meng turned around and saw Meng Lang standing behind him at some point.
"Xiao Lang, why are you here?"
"Here, mom asked me to bring you food." Meng Lang picked up the lunch box in his hand.
"Oh! It's time for dinner. Let's go eat. Let's continue in the afternoon."
After the others dispersed, a middle-aged man wearing glasses walked over with Lao Meng. He looked at Meng Lang up and down and then smiled.
"Manager Meng, is this your son? He is indeed a talented person."
"Consultant Sun, thank you. Xiaolang, come here, let me introduce you. This is Consultant Sun. He was sent by Sioux City to guide our work. Consultant Sun has been very helpful during this time."
"Hello, Consultant Sun." Meng Lang greeted with a smile.
"Don't call me Consultant Sun. I'll take care of you. Just call me Uncle Sun. I heard that Xiaolang, you also work in Su City?" Consultant Sun asked with a smile.
Meng Lang glanced at the other party with a smile.
Obviously, the sensitive word Su Shi made the other party suspicious.
"Haha! Just an ordinary migrant worker makes Uncle Sun laugh."
I don't know why, but Meng Lang's glance made Consultant Sun feel nervous, as if his little thoughts were exposed in the other person's eyes without any concealment.
He obviously looks like a young man who has just graduated, but his eyes are deep, as if he has been in a high position for a long time.
For a moment, he actually felt that the other party's sense of oppression seemed to be stronger than that of Director Gao...
At that moment, I didn’t dare to continue testing.
"Too modest, haha! Then... I won't disturb Manager Meng's meal. I'll go and get busy first."
"Hey! Consultant Sun, come over and eat together."
"no, I'm fine!"
Seeing the other party's back hurriedly leaving, Lao Meng led Meng Lang into his temporary office.
As he opened the lid of the lunch box, he looked at Meng Lang who was looking around.
"how do you feel?"
Meng Lang turned his head and gave a thumbs up.
"Well! I haven't seen you for a while. You are becoming more and more like a leader!"
"Go! I'm asking you how the breeding base is doing!"
Meng Lang looked at a 3D rendering of an office building hanging on the wall.
Yeah! It’s almost exactly the same as the photo from the time of bankruptcy...
Some futures have changed, but some things still retain the outline of a certain period of history...
"Ahem! Not bad, I saw the prototype of the world's top companies from it!"
"Can you tell me something reliable!"
"Why is it unreliable? Comrade Lao Meng, we have to take a long-term view and set high aspirations. Let's set a small goal, starting from becoming the domestic leader in ecological breeding!" Meng Lang waved his hand.
"We are a township enterprise, and we are also the leader in ecological breeding? Why don't you let our pigs fly into the sky!"
Lao Meng rolled his eyes at him. He seemed to be very hungry and took several mouthfuls of rice into his mouth.
"Huh? Dad, what you said makes so much sense! Our goal should be the stars and the sea! In the future, our breeding industry should develop to the moon and Mars!
What do you think of the big goal of ‘air-space-ground integrated ecological breeding’?”
"Pfft!" Lao Meng sprayed rice directly.
"Cough! Cough cough cough!" He finally swallowed the rice in his throat and glared at Meng Lang.
"Have you watched too many cartoons? And you still think about 'integrated ecological breeding of space, space and ground'? Even the United Nations doesn't even dare to think like you!"
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Meng Lang took off a few grains of rice from his face with a speechless expression.
Your suggestion is very constructive...
"I want to ask you whether the big boss is satisfied with the current progress of the project!" Lao Meng was helpless and finally said the question he really wanted to ask.
"Oh! I told you earlier! In fact... I'm not very satisfied!" Meng Lang looked serious.
"What?" Lao Meng Kuaizi stopped in mid-air.
"Why? Is there something I didn't do well?"
"Well! The root of this problem still lies with you."
"What...what's the problem?" Lao Meng became nervous instantly.
"The problem is...Comrade Lao Meng, you have been away from home all day long recently, and your feet are too busy to touch the ground. Comrade Yang Hui has a strong opinion of you!"
Lao Meng: "..."
Not noticing the word "#" popping up on Lao Meng's forehead, Meng Lang continued on by himself.
"You know, our boss is a broad-minded and wise leader who opposes overtime work, involution, and even more, his work affecting employees' harmonious family relationships!
Your recent performance is completely contrary to his original intention of starting a business and promoting the harmonious and civilized development of Mengjia Village!
I hope you can seriously realize the mistakes you have made and not go further down the wrong path!
You must know how to delegate power, how to balance work and rest, and what’s more, you must understand that family is the most important thing, so... uh... Lao Meng, what are you doing?"
"roll!"
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"Just leave! Why are you still taking action? I have never seen such an arrogant professional manager who even dares to beat the boss..."
Meng Lang walked out of the construction site stroking his buttocks.
Turning around and looking at the embryonic form of Mengshan Animal Husbandry, Meng Lang seemed to see its magnificent future history...
At the beginning, I really just wanted to start a small family business.
Who knows, the ups and downs of life are really unpredictable and overwhelming.
Ensuring food logistics when the war comes is the mission that history has given to Mengshan Animal Husbandry...
"Mencius' Art of War" is not so much a military book as an "Industrial Layout Strategy".
From public health and safety, food logistics, communications, production and manufacturing...
If the opponent didn't play according to the routine in the end, maybe this would be the only time to successfully clear the "2043" level so far.
This also shows from the side that with the accumulation of scientific and technological strength, the strength gap between the enemy and ourselves is gradually narrowing...
Technology changes the future...
"Well... let me go home first and think about the launch of the satellite..."
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Damascus.
Ning Shisan returned to the tavern and threw his backpack on the table.
After returning from the battlefield, he received a new "mission order" and his air ticket had been bought for him.
When he returns to his country by plane, he cannot take back the mercenary weapons and equipment in his backpack.
The bald man was a little surprised.
"The mission is completed so quickly?"
"Well! I'm a little surprised too..." Ning Shisan said helplessly.
The bald man opened his backpack, checked the weapons and ammunition, then took out the firearm, removed the magazine, and checked the muzzle again, suddenly full of doubts on his face.
As a soldier and weapons smuggler, it goes without saying that he was familiar with his own weapons, and he immediately saw the biggest problem.
"Are you kidding? You went on a mission and didn't even fire a shot?"
Haha! Stop talking about you, I don’t really believe it myself...
Thinking of the entire group of militants who died in mysterious circumstances that night, Ning Shisan couldn't help but sigh.
"Brother, listen to me, it's better to consider retirement as soon as possible."
With a look of regret on his face, he patted the bald man on the shoulder, turned around and walked out of the bar door, leaving only one sentence.