Fan Hailiang pushed open the door of Cao Shujie's office and came in from the outside.
When he met Cao Shujie, Fan Hailiang immediately told him that the fruit wine production line and juice production line equipment had been initially debugged.
"Really? Manager Fan, this is really good news." Cao Shujie was overjoyed.
At the earliest, they thought they could get these two sets of production equipment ready in July, but the actual situation is that these two sets of equipment are really difficult to debug, and the time has been delayed again and again. In another week, it will be September soon, and it is not until the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Not far away either.
Being able to debug the equipment at this time is also a great joy for Cao Shujie.
"Boss, are you free now? Let's go take a look together." Fan Hailiang asked him.
Even if he doesn't have time, Cao Shujie feels that he will find a way to make time at this time, not to mention that he does have time now.
The next moment, Cao Shujie stood up and walked out: "Manager Fan, let's go take a look."
Fan Hailiang came by bus. When going from the first factory to the second factory, Fan Hailiang was directly pulled into the bus by Cao Shujie, and Song Baoming drove them to the second factory.
Not long after, they arrived at the place.
Song Baoming drove directly into the courtyard of the second factory, came to the front of the fruit wine production line and juice production line workshops, and stopped the car.
Cao Shujie and Fan Hailiang got off the car together and entered the workshop one after the other.
Fan Hailiang led the way to the fruit wine production line. When Cao Shujie saw that the last transparent container contained a uniform and translucent light green liquid, he became happy.
"Manager Fan, have you tried it? How does it taste?" Cao Shujie asked him.
Fan Hailiang nodded with satisfaction: "Boss, I've tried it, and the taste is not much different."
He also told Cao Shujie that if he continued to study, he could eliminate this taste difference by debugging equipment and achieve mass production of fruit wine.
This is a very important milestone.
Once successful, it also means that Xuemeng Food Factory will take another solid step in the deep processing of agricultural and sideline products.
They can also transform agricultural and sideline products into more deeply processed products, achieve diversified production, and create more benefits for the company.
"Manager Fan, please pour me a glass to try." Cao Shujie also said impatiently.
Fan Hailiang quickly took a transparent glass, took half of the glass from the spout of the faucet under the transparent container, and handed it to Cao Shujie.
Cao Shujie took it, shook the transparent glass, put his nose next to the wine glass, smelled the taste, and drank it all in one gulp.
After carefully tasting the fruit wine made by the equipment and the fruit wine Fan Hailiang had brewed by hand before, there was actually a very obvious taste difference.
Cao Shujie has been drinking fruit wine for several years, and he also knows where these differences come from.
On the one hand, there are differences in raw materials.
On the other hand, the fruit wine that Fan Hailiang gave him by hand would be left for a period of time before drinking. These fruit wines were obviously brewed during the process of debugging the equipment and had not had time to settle, so the taste was naturally different.
In addition, the fruits he grows are very different from the fruits purchased on the market, which will amplify the change in taste.
"Not bad, overall, it's very good." Cao Shujie said, he was still very satisfied with these fruit wines.
Fan Hailiang laughed: "Boss, how about we taste the juice again?"
"Let's go." Cao Shujie followed Fan Hailiang and walked towards the workshop next door.
After arriving here, Cao Shujie saw a light red liquid in a transparent container at the end of the juice production line equipment: "Is this made from the red-heart kiwi left some time ago?"
Fan Hailiang nodded, and told Cao Shujie that he used part of the red kiwi fruits as raw materials, and also added several small amounts of additives for preparation.
Cao Shujie was not naive enough to think that food without any additives would be good. He first took half a cup of juice, tasted it carefully, and was very satisfied with the taste.
"That's right, Manager Fan, have you made a plan? When will you prepare for small batch production?" Cao Shujie asked him.
"Boss, this is what I want to tell you. We plan to start small batch production on the 1st of next month. If everything is stable, we plan to mass produce around the Mid-Autumn Festival." Fan Hailiang said.
Cao Shujie thought for a while and agreed: "Just follow your plan."
"Okay!" Fan Hailiang nodded.
In addition, Fan Hailiang also wanted Cao Shujie to name the fruit wine and juice respectively.
But naming has always been Cao Shujie's weakness, and he simply can't stand out at his level.
I also wanted to ask Fan Hailiang to think of a name, but Fan Hailiang refused to say anything.
However, Fan Hailiang also gave Cao Shujie some suggestions: "Boss, fruit wine is not well recognized in China. I think our factory's fruit wine should be mainly exported next."
"Well, you're right, Manager Fan. Speaking of which, the last time Mayor Shi Xiangdong came over, he also made this suggestion. His analysis was very correct at the time. I'm thinking of taking some time to visit him again and listen to what he has to say.
Let’s talk about this.”
Cao Shujie remembered that when the new mayor of Qingshi Town visited Xuemeng Food Factory for the first time, they came to the fruit wine production line. Shi Xiangdong was surprised that Xuemeng Food Factory had a fruit wine production line. He also talked about the popularity of fruit wine in China at that time.
Some current situations.
Cao Shujie knew in his heart that Shi Xiangdong's analysis of fruit wine at that time was very correct.
Before launching the fruit wine production line, Cao Shujie also arranged for people to conduct market research, and the final results were generally the same as what Shi Xiangdong said.
Many supermarkets also display various brands of fruit wine, but the sales volume is not very good.
On the contrary, fruit wine is very popular abroad.
This is why Shi Xiangdong suggested to Cao Shujie that the fruit wine should be exported.
"Manager Fan, please continue to debug the equipment first, and then adjust the taste of the fruit wine and juice. Remember, you must ensure the health of the fruit wine and juice." Cao Shujie emphasized this matter again and again.
Fan Hailiang nodded, he also knew the seriousness of the matter.
"As for the name of the fruit wine and juice series, I will think about it carefully after I go back and let you know in two days." Cao Shujie said this.
I really can't think of asking him to use his talents on the spot.
Cao Shujie still wanted to think carefully before making a decision.
Fan Hailiang naturally followed Cao Shujie's arrangements.
Watching Cao Shujie leave in the car, Fan Hai felt a little happy in his conscience.
Cao Shujie invited him here with a high salary, naturally thinking that he could produce some results.
But from the end of last year to now, more than half of the year has passed, and the equipment has not been debugged before. He is a little embarrassed to face Cao Shujie. Even with the high salary Cao Shujie gave him, he feels hot.
Now that there are finally some initial results, Fan Hai breathed a sigh of relief in his conscience.
…
"What name should I choose?" On the way back to the office, Cao Shujie was still thinking about this question.
But for a while there was no answer at all.
In the evening, when he returned home from the factory in the town, Cao Shujie told his wife that the fruit wine and juice production lines had been debugged and were ready to start small batch production tomorrow. If there were no problems, mass production would be launched around the Mid-Autumn Festival.
"But the fruit wine and juice haven't been named yet. Wife, do you have any good suggestions?" Cao Shujie asked his wife.
Cheng Xiaolin looked at him with a half-smile, and she also understood that her husband must have been unable to think of a name, so he came to her for help.
This bear thing is just trying to save face and suffer the consequences.
"Let me think about it, if you had told me in advance, I could still give you an answer." Cheng Xiaolin complained about her husband.
Cao Shujie said: "Don't worry, I told Manager Fan that I will give him an answer in the next two days."
Cheng Xiaolin really wanted to kick her husband.
You say there's no rush, but at the same time you say the results will be available in the next two days, isn't this still urging in disguise?
"Shujie, why don't you just ask a fortune teller to give you a name?" Cheng Xiaolin gave her husband an idea.
After hearing this, Cao Shujie immediately shook his head: "What are you thinking? We must name this ourselves."
"According to you, fruit wine is mainly for export. Wouldn't it be better to give it a Western name?" Cheng Xiaolin asked her husband.
But Cao Shujie shook his head: "If you choose a Western name, just give it a Chinese name. One day, I will definitely sell this product abroad."
"Have ambition." Cheng Xiaolin gave her husband a thumbs up.
She continued: "Shujie, since you want to build a brand, I think you might as well continue to use Aimeng as your name, and then name the fruit wine and juice respectively. What do you think?"
There is no doubt about this.
But Cheng Xiaolin had no inspiration for a while, so she told Cao Shujie that if she thought about it again, she might have an idea.
"I'll think about it again," Cao Shujie said.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and Cao Shujie and Cheng Xiaolin had not yet come up with names for the fruit wine and juice. August 29th was the day Mengmeng started school.
Cao Shujie will send Mengmeng to Qingshi Town Central Primary School to register today.
From today on, she is also a second-year student.
Mengmeng was very happy. On the way to school, she kept telling her father that from today on, she would also be the big sister in the eyes of the first-year students.
Cao Shujie looked very curious when he heard his daughter say this.
He also asked his daughter: "Mengmeng, do you still rank based on seniority in school?"
"Dad, what does seniority mean?" Mengmeng's eyes were confused and she couldn't understand what her father meant.
Cao Shujie explained to him again: "You are in charge of the second grade, and the third grade students are called brothers and sisters."
"That's what you're talking about." Mengmeng suddenly realized and told her father that she had always been called that in school.
"Did the students who were higher than you bully you?" Cao Shujie asked her.
Mengmeng shook her head and said to her father: "Dad, no one dares to bully me."
"If anyone dares to come to our class to cause trouble, all the students in our class will come." Mengmeng clenched her fists, looking very proud.
This feeling of being able to respond to everything made her very intoxicated.
This was another surprise. Cao Shujie never expected that his daughter's prestige in the school would be so high.
"According to what you said, others will listen to you?" Cao Shujie found it incredible.
But Mengmeng nodded seriously: "Dad, you look down on me, right? I always tell the truth."
Cao Shujie: "..."
He instantly felt that his three views had been subverted. Mengmeng was so popular in school, but he didn't even pay attention to it.
This made Cao Shujie feel that he really cared too little about his daughter.
I was still thinking that I must pay more attention to Mengmeng's situation at school in the future. Unknowingly, I had already driven to the entrance of Qingshi Town Central Primary School.
There is still a red banner that says 'Welcome first-year students to school' hanging at the school gate. Before it was taken down, Mengmeng was already running into the campus like a toddling duck carrying her schoolbag.
When Cao Shujie saw that banner, he instantly remembered that he had seen it when he sent Mengmeng to school at this time last year. He didn't expect that a year had passed in the blink of an eye.
"Isn't it just a banner that will last for many years?" Cao Shujie said with a bit of ridicule in his heart.
Driving his car to the company unknowingly, Cao Shujie parked the car and started another day of work.
At noon, when I went to school to take Mengmeng, who had just entered second grade, to the company restaurant for dinner, I heard Mengmeng say that their class teacher, Zhang Xinyu, was getting married.
"Who are you marrying?" Cao Shujie asked subconsciously.
Mengmeng looked at her father with a somewhat wary look: "Dad, I don't know, why do you care about this?"
Cao Shujie looked at his daughter with a dangerous light in his eyes.
He always felt that Mengmeng deserved a beating.
What's that look in Mengmeng's eyes?
Doubt him?
"Hurry up and go to sleep." Cao Shujie took Mengmeng to the office after lunch, and pointed to the empty sofa and said to Mengmeng.
A summer vacation has passed. During this vacation, Mengmeng never came to his office to rest, which made Cao Shujie a little uncomfortable.
As for Mengmeng's complaints, Cao Shujie automatically ignored them.
Seeing Mengmeng fall asleep quickly, Cao Shujie started to get busy again.
…
At 1:30 in the afternoon, Cao Shujie called his daughter up on time and took her to school on an electric bicycle.
On the way back, Cao Shujie saw many people gathered together in front of him, three floors inside and three floors outside. It was a bit noisy there.
Cao Shujie was still wondering what happened.
But there was no movement in front. Cao Shujie felt very angry. When he was about to stop the electric car and go over to take a look, he found someone coming out of the crowd. Cao Shujie quickly called him and asked him what was going on over there.
"Oh, it's Boss Cao. I'm sorry, I didn't notice it just now." This man recognized Cao Shujie riding an electric bicycle at a glance, and he was still a little scared.
Cao Shujie thought to himself, am I that bad?
Then I heard the other party say something happened up front.
Someone drove a van and knocked down an electric scooter. The driver who hit the person did not run away. He called the police and emergency calls and was waiting for the traffic police and doctors to come over.
"Is it serious?" Cao Shujie asked him.
As soon as I finished asking, I saw this man laughing: "I think I can still walk."
This ambiguous answer left Cao Shujie a little confused.
He was thinking, could it be that someone was deliberately blackmailing?
