Chapter 1603 National Level

To say that the ambition is lofty, the general manager Liang Guangliang is restless. Two years ago, he still maintained the small business of his own food processing workshop. He was so happy that he could buy five tons of noodles a month. And now....

Liang Guang has been on the rise since he mixed with the wasteland trade, 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 Plant to 10 million tons within half a year. In the future, it will become the largest food processing enterprise in Northeast China and one of the largest in the world.

Liang Guang was almost stunned by this 'small target'. How is it possible to increase to 10 million tons within half a year? I can't do it even if I'm exhausted!

Now Wasteland Food Factory is very powerful, the company has its own new headquarters building, General Manager Liang has a new spacious office, and even the female secretary in the office is new, very beautiful. But Liang Guang didn't have the slightest idea of ​​the goal set by Mr. Yuan in his heart.

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 different sizes and conditions in this vast land. Some of these factories are doing well, some are doing poorly, some are heavily in debt, and some are about to go bankrupt.

The easiest way to increase production capacity is to acquire existing factories. Liang Guang, who held the power of investigation and approval, suddenly became a celebrity, and was welcomed by people wherever he went. Many people wished they could sell to Liang Guang after adding a zero after their assets. Liang Guang wanted to distinguish the moisture in it.

After a month of tossing, Liang Guang led an inspection team of more than 100 people to screen out more than 200 preliminary merger targets. But before he returned to the headquarters office today, someone knocked on the door of his office.

A twenty-seven-eight-year-old female secretary walked into the office. This female secretary was mature, beautiful, sensible, and capable. But today, the female secretary said to Liang Guang in a panic: "General manager, some soldiers want to see you."

Two serious-faced officers walked in after them, and gave a simple military salute with clanging steps. This serious posture made Liang Guang stand up from behind the desk immediately.

"Comrade, what are you doing?" Liang Guang's heart was beating wildly for no reason. He had seen a lot in the past two years, but he had never dealt with the army.

An officer stepped forward and said solemnly: "We are from the logistics department of the military region. We have come here to hand over a batch of supplies under the order of our superiors." After finishing speaking, the officer grinned and said, "President Liang, please come with us." Sign for it at the train station."

Ah... President Yuan seems to be explaining this. It didn't say it was handed over from the army.

"The two comrades will sit down first, and I will immediately arrange people to go with you to check and handover." Liang Guang hurriedly asked the female secretary to make some tea.

The two officers waved their hands very politely and said, "No hurry, no hurry, just leave within ten minutes."

Is it okay to leave in ten minutes? !

Liang Guang hastily called a group of people to follow the army officers to the train station, only to find that the loaders 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 labels and dates on the packaging bags, and found that the grains came from a certain military warehouse, and they had been stored for a long time, and the grains had a musty smell.

The two officers grinned and 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 the war supplies. These warehouses were originally sent to feed pigs, but now..."

Another officer hastily kicked the talking companion, and the two of them just giggled and giggled. Liang Guang didn't react too much. He had already produced a large amount of "Supreme" instant noodles with various inferior raw materials, and he knew about it.

Seeing the embarrassment of the two soldiers, Liang Guang comforted them in turn, saying: "It's okay, isn't it just aged grains, adding more spices during production will cover the smell.

Our company has a large market share in Africa, specializing in the sale of low-end food, which is too expensive to sell. "

Upon hearing this explanation, the two officers were relieved. They nodded quickly and said: "That's good, that's good, let's say that it would be too heartless to sell these aged grains to ordinary people in China. I thought how could such a big company like yours do such a thing?"

The two officers blushed Liang Guang's words, they were too embarrassed. In fact, he is also inexplicable about the company's "African market", but Mr. Yuan has always said so, so he publicizes it to the outside world.

Seeing Liang Guang blushing, the two outspoken officers turned to comfort him, "Mr. Liang, you did a good job. We all know that place in Africa, and some comrades have been there. It is true that as you said, they are poor and poor. Poor ability, I really can't afford tea eggs.

Mr. Liang, you not only dealt with these war preparations, but also provided food to African brothers, you have accumulated great virtue. "

Hehehe... Liang Guang nodded angrily and asked, "How much did you bring?"

"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. It is great to know that you have opened up the African market. Two thousand tons is really not much, and there are more than a hundred trains to come Ship it."

"What...? There are more than a hundred columns behind! That's two to three hundred thousand tons?"

"Yes, yes, there are many war preparation warehouses in the Northeast, so there is naturally a lot of grain. These grains are usually taken away by people with connections, and they are usually used as fodder for pigs.

However, our chief said that from now on, as long as it is aged grain, it will be shipped to you, and the price will be very cheap. But we have more than 200,000 to 300,000 tons. "

"How much is that?"

"We are still counting the specifics, but there must be two to three million tons."

Two or three million tons? Liang Guang's forehead was about to sweat. He hurriedly called Mr. Yuan to confirm this matter, and the result he got was, "Yes, our company will eat up all the army's combat preparations and inventory in the future." In addition, even COFCO's aged grains are also handled by us. '

Against the sky! After the relationship, all the aged grains in the whole country will be bought by the waste soil trade. Thinking that he would have to deal with these aged grains every day in the future, Liang Guang lost interest. No matter where Mr. Yuan finally transports these grain-processed foods? Those are all invisible things.

After handing over the first batch of 2,000 tons of grain, the officers of the logistics department of the two military regions were very happy. They will clean up the combat readiness inventory of the entire military region in the next six months. It is said that all materials that are about to be scrapped will be sent to the wasteland trade.

"What do you have in your combat equipment?"

"We have everything. Food, clothing, housing, transportation, construction machinery, electromechanical equipment, medical medicine, and building materials. Only you can't think of it, and there is nothing we don't stockpile. These things are bought new, and they will be scrapped after a certain number of years."

"Sounds like a waste."

"It's quite a waste. We would rather waste it than we don't want to use them one day."

"makes sense."

Liang Guang bid farewell to the two officers, and on the way back to the headquarters, he suddenly thought...why does it feel like the company keeps collecting trash? In the past, it was still a small business to collect the trash in Tianyang City, but now it has become a national recycling enterprise.

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