General Manager Liang Guangliang is restless when it comes to having lofty ambitions. Two years ago, he still maintained a small business in his own food processing workshop. He was very happy to be able to buy five tons of noodles a month. But now...
Liang Guang has been on a meteoric rise since he got involved in wasteland trading, but sometimes he still feels that he can't keep up with the company's development ideas.
A month ago, Mr. Yuan announced that he would increase the annual output of the Wasteland Food Processing Factory to 10 million tons within half a year. In the future, it would become the largest food processing enterprise in the Northeast and one of the few in the world.
Liang Guang almost fell down because he was frightened by this "small goal". How is it possible to increase it to 10 million tons in half a year? He is exhausted and can't do it!
Nowadays, the Wasteland Food Factory is very powerful. The company has its own new headquarters building. General Manager Liang has a new and spacious office. Even the female secretary in the office is new and very beautiful. But Liang Guang feels sorry for Mr. Yuan in his heart.
The goals assigned were not clear at all.
In the past month, Liang Guang has been busy running around the entire Northeast. His main task is to inspect nearly a thousand food processing factories of varying sizes and conditions in this vast land. Some of these factories are well-run, and some are not.
Well, some are heavily in debt, and some are on the verge of bankruptcy.
The easiest way to increase production capacity is to acquire existing factories. Liang Guang, who holds the power of investigation and approval, suddenly became a celebrity and was welcomed by people wherever he went. Many people wished they could add a zero after their assets.
So he sold it to Liang Guang. Liang Guang had to discern the moisture in it.
After a month of hard work, Liang Guang led an investigation team of more than 100 people to screen out more than 200 preliminary merger targets. But before he could take a breath when he returned to the headquarters office today, someone knocked on his office door.
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The twenty-seven-year-old female secretary walked into the office. This female secretary was mature, beautiful, sensible, and capable. She was personally selected by Liang Guang, and it made people’s hearts itch just to see it. But today, the female secretary said to Liang Guang in a panic:
"General Manager, there are some soldiers who want to see you."
Two serious-faced officers walked in immediately, and gave a simple military salute with sonorous footsteps. This serious posture made Liang Guang immediately stand up from behind his desk.
"Comrade, what's wrong with you?" Liang Guang's heartbeat was beating wildly for no reason. He had seen a lot in the past two years, but he had never interacted with the army.
An officer stepped forward seriously and said: "We are from the logistics department of the military region. We have come here to hand over a batch of supplies under the orders of our superiors." After saying this, the officer grinned and smiled with white teeth: "Please ask General Manager Liang to follow us.
Please sign for it at the train station."
Ah... Mr. Yuan seemed to have confessed to this matter. He did not say that he was transferred from the army.
"Two comrades, sit down for a meeting first, and I will immediately arrange someone to go with you to check and hand over." Liang Guang quickly asked the female secretary to get some tea.
The two officers waved their hands politely and said: "No rush, no rush, we can leave in ten minutes."
You’re going to leave in ten minutes and you’re saying there’s no rush?!
Liang Guang hurriedly called for a team of men to follow the army officers to the train station. When he arrived, he found that the loaders and unloaders at the train station had been mobilized and a large amount of grain was unloaded from the train.
"These are...wheat and corn?" Liang Guang looked at the logo and date on the packaging bag and found that the grain came from a certain military warehouse and had been stored for a long time, so the grain had a musty smell.
The two officers laughed, obviously a little embarrassed about the batch of food delivered. One of them said apologetically: "We also recently received an order from our superiors to clean up the inventory, and the leader said to update all war preparations. These warehouses were originally
It was sent to feed the pigs, and now..."
Another officer quickly kicked his companion who was speaking, and the two of them could only hum and giggle. Liang Guang didn't react much. He had already produced a large number of 'Supreme' instant noodles using various inferior raw materials.
This matter is clear to him.
Seeing that the two soldiers were embarrassed, Liang Guang comforted them and said, "It's okay, it's just aged grain. Adding more spices during production will cover up the smell. Our company has a large market share in Africa.
It specializes in selling low-end food, but it’s too expensive to sell.”
Upon hearing this explanation, the two officers were relieved. They nodded quickly and said: "That's good, that's good. We will say that it would be unconscionable to sell these aged grains to the people in China. I wonder what happened to such a big company like yours.
Can you do such a thing?"
The two officers talked about Liang Guang until his face turned red and he was extremely embarrassed. In fact, he was also confused about the company's "African market", but Mr. Yuan kept saying this, so he promoted it to the outside world.
Seeing Liang Guang blushing, the two outspoken officers comforted him in turn, "Mr. Liang, you have done a good job. We all know that place in Africa, and some of our comrades have been there. It is indeed as you said, they are miserable and poor, and consume
I am so poor that I really can’t even afford tea eggs.
Mr. Liang, you have not only handled these war supplies, but also provided food to African brothers. You have done a great job."
Hahaha... Liang Guang nodded angrily and asked: "How much luck did you have?"
"Two thousand tons here."
"Two thousand tons is not much."
"When we came here, we were worried about how you would deal with these aged grains that have been stored for many years. Now that we know that you have opened up the African market, it is great. Two thousand tons is really not much, and there are more than a hundred trains to go.
Ship it here."
"What...? There are more than a hundred columns behind! How about two to three hundred thousand tons?"
"Yes, yes, there are many war preparation warehouses in the Northeast, and naturally there is a lot of grain stored in it. These stored grains can usually only be removed by people with connections, and they are usually used to make feed for pigs.
But our leader said that from now on, all aged grains will be shipped to you, and the price is very cheap. But we have more than 200,000 to 300,000 tons."
"How many is that?"
"We are still counting the specifics, but there must be 2 to 3 million tons."
Two to three million tons? Liang Guang was sweating on his forehead. He quickly called Mr. Yuan to confirm this, and the result he got was, 'Yes, all the army's war-prepared grain stocks will be eaten by our company. In addition,
Even COFCO's aged grains are handled by us.'
Unbelievable! In the future, all the aged grains in the country will be bought by the wasteland trade. Thinking that he will have to deal with these aged grains every day in the future, Liang Guang is a little uninterested. No matter what food Mr. Yuan will eventually process from these grains
Where to transport it? That's all a shady matter.
After handing over the first batch of two thousand tons of grain, the officers of the logistics departments of the two military regions were very happy. In the next six months, they will clean up the combat readiness inventory of the entire military region. It is said that all materials that are about to be scrapped will be collected.
Send it to the wasteland trade.
"What do you have in your combat arsenal?"
"We have everything. Clothing, food, housing, transportation, engineering machinery, electromechanical equipment, medical drugs, and building materials. You can't imagine it, but there is nothing we don't reserve. These things are bought new and stored for a certain number of years before being scrapped and disposed of."
"Sounds like a waste."
"It's quite wasteful. But we would rather waste it than we would ever use it."
"makes sense."
Liang Guang said goodbye to the two officers, and on the way back to the headquarters, he suddenly thought... Why does it feel like the company's collection of rags will never end? In the past, it was still a small matter to collect rags from Tianyang City, but now it has become a national