Rebirth in 1998 is also a kind of life

For the next two weeks or so, Yang Zhu spent his days and Thursdays very happily, reporting a report every morning, then sneaking into Li Ming's office to comment on his new product promotion plan, and then retreating to the dormitory to fish. ; Every two or three days, I will go to the courtyard, while cooking skewers, while dealing with the internal affairs of Dianzhutou Trading.

Well, during the time when everyone in the sales department was so busy, Yang Zhu actually had time to sneak to the shooting site to observe the graphic models of the new products.

But this fairy-like day is finally coming to an end.

With the arrival and debugging of the production line, after confirming that there is no problem in the production of new products, Qin Xin also called and told him that the white sugar market in southern Yunnan that he had been paying attention to had fluctuated, and their first The batch of 3 tons of sugar is also expected to pass the customs within a week.

So... Yang Zhu had no choice but to bid farewell to his kennel with regret, and after throwing the key to the school girl, he took Sima Qingcuo to the south of Yunnan.

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They ran to Changshan on a green leather train, and then boarded the T61 express; the two who set off lightly arrived at their soft sleeper room without much effort.

Seeing the third Sima Qingcuo looking around excitedly, Yang Zhu hated iron for not being able to make steel: "As for the two and a half long beds, if it wasn't for the factory not to reimburse me, I would have Just flew over there by plane."

In fact, Yang Zhu is just talking hard. There are only a few small planes with extremely poor stability in the current Quancheng Airport. If he really flies to the territory of southern Yunnan, the strong air turbulence can spit out his gall.

"Team Leader Yang, I'm a little curious. Why do we have to go to the south of Yunnan? It's so far away, and it takes two days to take the train!" After being excited, Sima Qingcuo looked at the schedule on the wall, his face was a little bit Bitter.

Yang Zhu shrugged. If he could, he would not want to take the two-day and two-night train, but there was no way. As far as the current structure of China's sugar industry is concerned, regardless of the sugar beet area in the north, although the largest sugar production is Guangxi, but the recognized quality benchmark in the industry is in southern Yunnan, especially Maitreya in Honghe Prefecture. Therefore, later generations have the saying that "Huaxia sugar depends on southern Yunnan, and southern Yunnan sugar depends on Maitreya".

Although this sentence has a strong marketing meaning, it is undeniable that all kinds of agricultural and sideline products in southern Yunnan have always been of better quality. Quality food business sought after.

This year, with the heavy rain, the rainfall across the country was far more abundant than in previous years, which caused a lot of sugarcane to rot and die in stagnant water, and the production and quality of sugar were affected; However, the demand for sugar in the market has continued to rise in the past decade or so. As a result, the contradiction between supply and demand this year has become more prominent.

According to the memory of later generations, some hot money took a fancy to this point. Before the sugar cane cropping season started, they began to manipulate various shell companies to place orders in advance to the sugar factories in southern Yunnan to stockpile goods, so that the real needs White sugar companies have no sugar to buy, so they use public opinion propaganda and other means to gradually create panic in the market in order to raise the price of white sugar. It was suppressed by the country's shot, so most people in later generations didn't feel much about this small splash.

It's just that Sima Qingcuo couldn't be told directly about this matter, so Yang Zhu made up some random reasons to fool her.

But looking at the girl's preoccupied look, Yang Zhu was a little curious: "Hey, little girl, it is said that it is rare to travel at public expense, you should be happy, why does Mao look like he is rushing to the execution ground?"

Sima Qingcuo hesitated for a moment, and said with a mournful face, "Group Leader Yang, is it dangerous for us to go to southern Yunnan this time?"

Yang Zhu looked confused: "Dangerous? What dangers can there be in going to southern Yunnan?"

The little girl swallowed her saliva: "Sister Qingyi said...every family raises peacocks there, every household lives in a tree, elephants serve as buses, white noodles and guns are sold on the street, and... I heard that the people over there have a bad temper Very, if one is unhappy, he draws his sword and faces each other."

Yang Zhu has black hair, obviously the little girl didn't finish her sentence, if what he expected was right, Wan Qingyi also said something nonsense like "there are two murder targets every year", "the girl and the boy will make you fall in love with me" rumor.

However, this guy was too lazy to correct this kind of ghost story that had been circulating for more than ten years, and it became more and more outrageous. Instead, he looked at Sima Qingcuo with a serious face: "Your sister Qingyi is right, so when you arrive in southern Yunnan , you must follow me every step of the way. Otherwise..."

Seeing the seriousness on Yang Zhu's face and the intolerance in his words, the little girl became more and more frightened as she thought about it, she almost didn't cry on the spot: "Yang, Team Leader Yang, why, why don't we go?"

Suddenly, the car body shook slightly, watching the platform outside the window slowly fall backwards, Yang Zhu shrugged: "Look, it's too late."

The little girl's face was ashen, her mouth was deflated, she was about to cry, Yang Zhu laughed, and slapped her on the head: "Okay, little girl, you sister Qingyi lied to you. It’s pretty tight, and it’s safe now, so you don’t have to worry about it!”

The little girl withdrew her tears that were falling halfway, and looked at Yang Zhu suspiciously.

"There...is there no white flour on the street?"

"There is no white flour."

"Go out without a gun?"

"No guns."

"There is no such indicator?"

"Cut~! Little girl, do you think this is the Valley of the Wicked? Of course there is no killing target!"

"Is there really no elephant as a bus?"

"Please! Elephants are so precious, do you think people are willing to torment elephants like this?"

"You... didn't lie to me?"

"I really didn't lie to you this time!"

call……

Hearing Yang Zhu's assurance, the little girl let out a long sigh of relief, and then stroked her chest.

This bad guy knows how to bully me!

The little girl felt very wronged, God testified, she was really frightened just now, if the train hadn't started, she might have fled back.

Just as she was about to complain severely, she found that Yang Zhu's eyes were darting back and forth on her body.

"Yang, Team Leader Yang, what are you looking at me for?" The little girl's ears turned red, she looked at her towering mountain, and quickly covered her body with the coat she had just taken off.

Yang Zhu curled his lips, and then pointed to the thin sweater on the little girl: "Girl, don't tell me that you are wearing this kind of clothes this time."

Sima Qingcuo didn't understand, so he said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Yang Zhu stroked his forehead: "Don't you even check the weather forecast when you go out? Southern Yunnan is not as cold as ours in Qilu, and it is not cold now; while our destination, Maitreya, is now more than 20 degrees high?"

Sima Qingcuo: "Huh???"