The first thousand two hundred and fifteen chapters pressure mountain (1)
"Boss, the first batch of products from the biomedical base has come out. I specially sent a few boxes of samples for the leaders to taste."
Chen Qingyun needs to know any news about the base as soon as possible. With this confidence, Qiu Ping is not afraid of criticism from the secretaries.
Chen Qingyun smiled and said: "What good thing is it?"
With Chen Qingyun standing in front of him, Zhou Chuan could not lose his temper even if he wanted to.
Qiu Pingdao: "Black pork brown produced by Liquan Group."
"Hey, it's almost the Dragon Boat Festival, time flies so fast." Chen Qingyun casually opened a packaging box: "It takes more than two months to release products. It's not easy for Liquan Group."
Cong Bingbing untied a zongzi and stuffed it into her mouth: "It smells so good. It seems that Liquan Group is really considerate. It knows that we have a hard time in the meeting and specially gave us zongzi to comfort us."
Ding Xiang said while eating: "It's been more than two months and it's impossible to even build a factory. Could it be the dumplings they bought?"
Zhou Chuan said nothing. His doubts were no different from what Ding Xiang thought.
Chen Qingyun smiled and said: "We can just see if it is produced by Liquan Group."
If the cadres of the government knew about this trip to the north of the city for a few dumplings, they would definitely say that the secretaries were full and had nothing to do. But the few people here were really curious about the construction of the base, so they went straight to the north of the city with their own thoughts.
In the past few days, Ruifeng Tiancheng finally signed a land transfer agreement with Liquan Group, and construction was about to begin. Zhou Chuan thought: Maybe the infrastructure of the base has not been completed yet, and the development of the water lane has finally reached the front of the base.
As long as Ruifeng Tiancheng successfully develops the first real estate, Zhou Chuan will be confident of winning their bet, even if Chen Qingyun is full of mouths.
But Zhou Chuan didn't know the real situation of the base. Seeing the reason for the production of rice dumplings, Zhou Chuan, who was reluctant to go to the base, also followed Chen Qingyun.
Entering the north of the city, a long yellow dragon appeared in front of Zhou Chuan, and more than ten rollers were rolling back and forth on the long dragon.
Zhou Chuan understood that the roadbed of Guihua Avenue at the base had been formed and the road surface would be hardened after the rainy season.
The speed of construction of the base was beyond Zhou Chuan's expectation. Through the car window, Zhou Chuan stared blankly at the busy scene, feeling nameless pressure rushing towards his face.
Qingfeijian arrived at Chengbei Middle School near Zhangshu Town and saw several luxury sleeping cars coming in. Two young men came to greet them.
"Yang Qun, He Dinghai, why are you here?" Chen Qingyun was surprised when he saw the tall and thin young man and the little girl.
"Uncle Qingyun, you should call me Goudan, it sounds friendly." The young man is He Dinghai, the son of He Bi. The little kid more than ten years ago has turned into a handsome and heroic young man.
He Dinghai's appearance was the same as that of He Bi, and Chen Qingyun recognized him at a glance.
Yang Qun said a little shyly: "Brother Qingyun, the school has organized a large-scale sports meeting and the holiday has started early. Dinghai said we should do something meaningful during the holiday, so we came over."
Even if Chen Qingyun has a powerful soul, he still can't figure out: He Dinghai is in Tai'an Vocational and Technical College, but Yang Qun is studying in Ziwei University. They are not classmates, how come they became a couple.
"Come on, show us the Zongzi production line."
When you reach Chen Qingyun's level, you won't get to the bottom of anything, and you will put aside things you don't understand.
"Chengbei Middle School is relocating and a new school building will be built during this holiday. Liquan Group has rented the old school building. Now it only has one product, pork dumplings."
He Dinghai followed Chen Qingyun timidly, introducing him as he walked. Yang Qun was much more generous than He Dinghai, and his clear voice was really pleasant to the ear.
"Black pork brown rice is a specialty of Guihua Township. Mr. Bai said that during the Dragon Boat Festival, the Liquan supermarket chain needs a large amount of brown rice. Instead of purchasing it everywhere and worrying about the quality of the brown rice, it is better to produce it ourselves."
While they were talking, everyone came to the classroom and saw dozens of people wrapping rice dumplings nervously in the bright old home.
"This is how rice dumplings are made, not mechanized production." Cong Bingbing was very curious and took over a young woman's work. After playing with it for a long time, not a single rice dumpling was wrapped.
Chen Qingyun smiled and said: "Secretary Bingbing, making zongzi requires skills. The production of zongzi is seasonal. Knowing that the villagers in the north of the city are good at making zongzi, Liquan Group can really seize the opportunity."
"Sister, are you happy?" Zhou Chuan is a caring person, and the questions he raised are different from others.
The young woman who was busy shook her head: "I don't understand what you are talking about. Working, what makes you happy or unhappy? Isn't it a good thing to have work?"
"The leader is asking you if you were happy last night." A sister-in-law next to her deliberately misinterpreted Zhou Chuan's words, which caused loud laughter in the classroom, and Zhou Chuan had his first taste of face-to-face dating.
At this time, the sound of arguing sounded in the classroom next to him. Chen Qingyun gestured to him and asked him to come with him, which relieved Zhou Chuan's embarrassment.
At this time, Zhou Chuan didn't care about the beating. What was swirling in his mind was the long Osmanthus Avenue.
Several people came to the classroom next door and saw several young people testing something. The people who got into an argument with them were two reporters from the TV station.
"It's a reporter from Chengdu TV Station." Cong Bingbing leaned into Chen Qingyun's ear and whispered, "How about I come in to coordinate."
It was obvious that the young man being tested refused to be interviewed by the reporter, but the young reporter refused to give up.
He Dinghai said softly: "They are from the Food Supervision Division of the Chengdu Food and Drug Administration. They have been inspecting here for several days. At first, they were inspecting raw materials and production processes. Today they brought several analytical instruments to check for bacteria in the air.
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"The inspection must be carried out. We should not interfere with the work of the law enforcement departments." Chen Qingyun only stood at the door for a while, then turned and walked out.
"Secretary Qingyun, what a coincidence, I can see you everywhere." As soon as Chen Qingyun turned around, a graceful young woman walked towards him.
"Reporter Li, here again to support our work." The visitor was none other than Li Xiaomei. Chen Qingyun thought to himself, now there is something good to watch.
After Zhou Chuan saw the people from the Food and Drug Administration, he secretly shouted "Hello". Seeing Li Xiaomei's appearance, Zhou Chuan's face immediately darkened.
Sure enough, after Li Xiaomei greeted Chen Qingyun, Zhou Chuan, Cong Bingbing and Ding Xiang, she came to the young man from the Food and Drug Administration.
"Several leaders, Xiaomei Interview is about to do a food safety program. You won't refuse my invitation, right?"
Facing the reporters from Chengdu TV Station, the young people from the Food and Drug Administration did not take them seriously. However, facing Li Xiaomei, these people had no confidence. After hesitating for a moment, they nodded in agreement.
"It's better to choose a day than to hit it. We will go back to the studio to record the program right away." Li Xiaomei knew that when these young people go back, it will be difficult to ask them to come out again: "Wearing work clothes will give you the best image. I will take a few shots and we will be there soon."
Walk."
After Li Xiaomei and the people from the Food and Drug Administration left, Chen Qingyun and others also left Chengbei Middle School. Now that they are at the base, they have to visit a few more construction sites.
When they were approaching Zhuque Lake, Cong Bingbing pointed to several large white cans at the foot of the mountain in the distance and exclaimed: "Qingyun, what are these?"