Reborn: Still want me to be the receiver? impossible

A fire broke out at Hongcheng Railway Station, which made everyone at the railway station panic.

Because the fire was in a freight warehouse, which contained goods that were not shipped in time.

Although the fire was extinguished in time, it also burned many things and documents of the company.

These things are commercial supplies and are of great value.

There were no cameras at the train station and no clues were left in the warehouse, so no one knew how the fire started.

Even the credit for the timely call to put out the fire was taken away by the guy who rushed to the scene of the fire first.

But the stationmaster knew that the storage fees earned this time were simply not enough to compensate.

On the second day after the fire, a guy named Fan Changjiang came to the stationmaster's office.

After a brief conversation, the station master made some suspicious inquiries.

After dispelling Fan Changjiang's suspicion, he said that the backlog of goods that had not been picked up over time could be handed over to Shunfeng Express for delivery.

The storage fee is not high, but if something goes wrong, you will have to pay several times the compensation. The gain outweighs the loss, so it is better to transport it in time.

Fan Changjiang, who walked out of the train station, did not expect that this cooperation would go so smoothly.

This made him suspicious of Shu Zhiqiang, secretly thinking that the boss might have started this fire, right?

But then he thought again and shook his head.

The boss couldn't have come to Hongcheng faster than him, and if he wanted to burn it, he would also burn down the Zhongling Railway Station. There is no need to go to Hongcheng to set a fire.

Fan Changjiang looked at the contract in his hand, smiled slightly and said: "No matter what, the head of this department is a sure shot."

The other person who had the same idea as him was stationmaster Chen of Zhongling Railway Station.

Stationmaster Chen was stunned when he learned that the freight warehouse at Hongcheng Railway Station was on fire.

I heard that the compensation offered by the other party was hundreds of times the storage fee. It was really a heavy loss.

Several heads of the freight department were demoted because of this incident.

Stationmaster Chen subconsciously thought of what Shu Zhiqiang said to him yesterday.

There is too much backlog in the warehouse, blocking the safe passage. If it accidentally catches fire.

Yes, this is just burning goods, if you are burning people...

Stationmaster Chen soon became suspicious of Shu Zhiqiang, wondering if the other party wanted to do business at the train station, so he deliberately set the fire.

But after thinking about it, I felt something was wrong. It was impossible for the other party to arrive at Hongcheng Railway Station so quickly.

Even if they had to set fire, it would be better to burn down their Zhongling Railway Station.

Thinking of this, Stationmaster Chen suddenly felt the hair on his head stand on end.

He quickly found the person in charge of the freight department and asked him not to pile up the backlog of goods into the warehouse.

Once the freight arrives at the station, it must be sent to him as soon as possible.

As for how to deliver it?

Contact Shunfeng Logistics, reach a cooperation with the other party, and deliver the backlog of goods that cannot be delivered to the other party.

Huang Jidong was also a little confused when he received the cooperation call from the train station.

The boss is really awesome. Even if he stays at home, the train station can come to him and ask for cooperation!

I admired Shu Zhiqiang even more.

The initiator of this incident has not contacted anyone in the past two days.

During the day, I deal with matters at the soybean product factory at home, and at noon I pick up my partner and my sister to go home for dinner.

Send your partner home in the evening, and then go for a walk or downstairs at his or her house.

After getting along for a long time and constantly touching the bottom line, his greedy hands have successfully climbed to the high ground, and he is very happy.

………!

It has been more than half a month since the soybean product factory was built, and the first phase of the project has almost been completed.

It took a few days at first to push out hundreds of acres of hillside to dozens of acres.

Shu Zhiqiang did not let the villagers continue to push, but began to lay the foundation and make three connections and one level.

In less than half a month, the foundation of the first phase of the workshop was almost ready.

From bulldozing to three connections and one leveling, to the initial construction of the first workshop, it was all done by Shujia villagers.

It's mid-October now, the late rice harvest has been finished long ago, and the villagers are idle.

Winter is coming soon, so if you want to plant soybeans and sunflowers, you have to do it in spring.

Therefore, both men and women, old and young, come to the construction site to help in their spare time.

They regard the soybean product factory as their future, more important than anyone else.

Shu Zhiqiang didn't invite any workers, but asked his family to prepare a lunch for these people.

Having meat and rice every meal made a group of villagers very happy, and the relationship between the whole village was much harmonious.

In fact, the people of this era are very easy to be satisfied. It is common for villagers to help build a house for free and just provide them with a meal.

What's more, the construction site in front of them is their collective asset, which makes them even more energetic when working.

On this day, Shu Biao grabbed Shu Zhiqiang who was about to go to the construction site and asked: "Qiangzi, does our soybean product factory only have two workshops?"

"It's not just two. It's just two that are enough for now." Shu Zhiqiang shook his head and explained.

There are many products that can be made from soy products, so how could it be possible to build only two workshops?

To make bean sausages, dried bean curds, bean curds, soy milk, bean curd sticks, spicy strips... a hundred acres of land would simply not be enough to make all these products.

But the whole Shu family villagers only spent 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, and now they want to make all these products, which is simply unrealistic.

Shu Zhiqiang, in order to prevent himself from taking too many shares in the village collective industry, did not contribute too much money.

So he planned to build two workshops first and start the business later.

As long as the factory is profitable, workshops for other products can be slowly built.

After hearing Shu Zhiqiang's words, Shu Biao nodded in realization.

He asked: "Then what do our two workshops produce?"

Shu Zhiqiang has already made plans in his mind as to what the bean product factory will produce first.

He glanced at Shu Biao and said with a smile: "Bean sausage, yuba, spicy strips..."

So many varieties!

Shu Biao was suddenly surprised and asked curiously: "Can two workshops produce so many products?"

"Yes, of course!" Shu Zhiqiang nodded and said with certainty.

In fact, bean sausage and spicy strips can be confused. Make the bean sausage smaller and add seasoning powder and cooking oil to make spicy strips.

Yuba and soybean milk can also be confused. The thin film on the surface of soybean milk is taken out and dried to become yuba...

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Shu Biao chuckled, feeling more and more proud as he watched his son.

Shu Zhiqiang also smiled slightly and said, "The foundation has been laid, and it won't take long to build the factory."

"So we have to identify the employees and factory leaders as soon as possible so that we can start work at that time;

So please inform the villagers and tell them that we will start recruiting employees tomorrow;

If they want to go to work, they can register at our house early tomorrow morning. "

"Hey, okay!" Shu Biao nodded, and then rode his bicycle to the brigade broadcast room.

Soon after, the announcer's voice rang out in the villages under the jurisdiction of the Changhu Brigade.

"Notification...notification..."