Salted Fish Doesn't Want to Inherit Hundred of Billion Property

The case came to an end, and Wave News became state-owned. Shi Shiran, the editor-in-chief of Dead Face who had been cursed countless times by a certain reporter secretly, took over the wave news building, and completely brought this former private news agency under the banner of Jingzhou Mingbao.

The foundation left by Wave News is quite good. After the website, official account, a and so on have been rectified, Jingzhou Mingbao has taken a big step forward in the network process. Not only the editor-in-chief, but the entire team in charge of entertainment are in a good mood , the favorability of the first Qibao for this event is crazy up.

The specific expression is: "Qibaoqing was always wronged before, and this month's poverty alleviation column must be praised seriously, seriously!"

So, what Qingqin thought was a formality interview turned into an exclusive interview with Huadan, the head of the state TV station. The mainstays of several TV stations were dispatched, and the lineup was luxurious.

He was wearing a well-fitting suit with a slim waist and long legs. His hair was combed back obediently, revealing a smooth forehead. It didn't look like an interview for poverty alleviation, but more like the scene of a bully idol drama. Passers-by were already talking about it: "What kind of idol drama is this filming?"

Qing Qin finished memorizing the speech written by the universal assistant with a dull face, sweating all over his back, and decisively diverted everyone's attention: "This time the theme is still poverty alleviation, let's give more shots to the project."

"Look, this is Xiaoqing's total awareness."

"Indeed, if you give more shots to the project, the farm can develop better."

Several people discussed a few words, and looked at Qingqin full of appreciation or admiration.

Qingqin: ...

Well, I'm used to it.

Qibao's poverty alleviation project is in cooperation with the government. In addition to the time-consuming and slow-acting road construction and planting tasks, there are more traditional methods of providing jobs.It just so happens that Qibao Winery and Qibao Farm are still expanding, and when people are needed, food, lodging, and training jobs are naturally given priority to the poor, and the effect is also excellent.

Here is a scene of a middle-aged woman flying a drone.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

"Watering the fruit," the aunt was very enthusiastic and hearty, and immediately introduced after seeing the camera, "This piece of green organic orchard I am in charge of is not allowed to spray pesticides. It is a new variety developed by the Agricultural University in the past two years. It is big. Juicy, you must try one when you come here!"

The host was stuffed with a peach by her, took a bite, the juice splashed in the mouth, and the unique fragrance of the peach swarmed out. The host noticed his gaffe, and simply smiled and said to the camera: "I testify, it's really delicious."

Justified and convincing.

She continued to ask: "Then the one who flies in the sky?"

"What about the drone." The aunt showed the ad in her hand, "Next time I love my ass, then I can operate it directly, just like you young people playing games. Look, there are still pictures taken here, You can draw the route over there. Come on, little girl, you have a try, you young people will definitely learn it soon.”

The host glanced at Qing Qin questioningly.

Qingqin has already made plans in his heart, and has already assembled a drone production line, but the price is high and the profit is low. Even if it is publicized, no one will buy it, right?

Harmful, the big deal is to sell at a loss in the name of expanding the market.

"Yes." Thoughts turned, but a second later, Qingqin nodded in agreement.

The host got started immediately, and quickly flew the drone back and forth with the help of his aunt.

"Wow."

"incredible!"

"Is that possible?"

This model is more advanced than the entertainment model released by the farm, and the operation is more sensitive. It can be used like an arm, and the operation interface has been simplified many times to take care of new employees. It immediately attracted the host to get started.

"There is also an automatic cruise mode." The aunt also watched happily, and raised her head when she talked about more things, proudly, "I am the best in our class, so I have the opportunity to do some manual operations. Others I can only stare at it and fly by itself!"

……

This part of the interview was mixed with other parts of the annual poverty alleviation topic, and it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Ordinary netizens are mostly amazed——

"Let's eat peaches together this year!", "This farm is so beautiful!"

"Qibao is no longer a man, such a fun drone was not released earlier."

"Give you 5 minutes, I want to see the information of this drone."

Researchers of plant protection drones look deeper——

"The flight controller of that company is used behind this drone. It's so beautiful."

"The design of this power system is completely different from what is on the market."

"Which company is this that popped out of a rock? I don't remember country A making such a good drone."

At this time, drones are still far away from the lives of the public, and this kind of amazement still stays in the small circle. It was the conclusion of a big cow in the circle that attracted the attention of some capitalists: "The technology of Qibao drones has reached the top of the country. The level, given time, may be able to surpass country a."

Toyosu doesn't know whether others believe it or not, but he is so angry to death anyway!

Qibao is the big winner in this wave of official publicity, absorbing a large number of passengers at once, perfectly seizing the market, and even being introduced by local governments, giving the green light all the way, and expanding with escort.

On the other hand, looking back at his own Shuangbei, not to mention the hardships of the time of expansion and the beams formed, the business that has been bleak recently is even more sluggish.

Every day, a lot of peaches, red bayberries, plums, loquats, etc. rotted in the ground, and the loss was lost.

He gritted his teeth and went out to sell the fruit, but the variety of the fruit was not very good. It was just to look good and fool the customers, and he didn't care about it the day after tomorrow. Dogs don't even eat your shit."

Fengzhou returned to the Zhuangzi bitterly, suffocating his anger, and saw that the nearby farmers who came to the field were not harvesting fruits well, smoking and chatting one after another.

He immediately became angry, and rushed over with his mind blank. When he came back to his senses, his world was spinning and he had already been pressed down.

"You guys beat people in arrears of wages, I quit."

"I won't do it either!"

"Qibao is good, at least it doesn't bully people!"

These ten or so farmers all came from the same village, and they were united in spirit. They immediately went on strike collectively, and then went to the media to report Fengzhou and Shuangbei.

In the past two months, Shuangbei scandals have occurred frequently, and the quality of service has also plummeted.

As soon as this wave of incidents happened, the behind-the-scenes capital that supported Toyosu before couldn't stand it anymore.

"Withdraw! You must withdraw! According to the previous agreement, we have the right to reduce your losses when you cannot prove your worth."

The voice on the phone was cold and heartless, obviously planning to abandon him directly.

Fengzhou begged for a long time in a low voice, but there was no response.

On the day when the rapid divestment was completed, he smoked cigarettes in front of the manor all night, regretting in every possible way, why did he want to provoke Qingqin? Eliminated, at least there is still some industry, it won't be like it is now...

After several years of business hard work, they all made wedding dresses for the enemy!

It seems that the sky will not kill him, when Toyosu watched the sun rise with red eyes and bloodshot eyes, a phone call came in.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Feng from Shuangbei? We, Tiangong, hope to invest in your project."

Suddenly, a frenzied cry broke out from the opposite side: "It's done! I'm done!"

However, a week ago, while Jian Jun was doing research on a daily basis, he was told that a gentleman wanted to meet him.

"I'm very busy now, so I'm gone." Jian Jun's old man was terrified, his scalp tingled when he heard that he was about to meet a stranger, and he spoke without hesitation.

The front desk saw that the big devil Jane, who was passed on by the researchers by word of mouth, had a stern face and tight lips. He was obviously in a bad mood, so he immediately hung up the video call and said seriously to the man in front of him: "Sorry, Team Leader Jane doesn't see outsiders. .”

The man in front of her had an ordinary appearance, but he was well dressed and had an elegant demeanor. Hearing this, he just said sorry and didn't mean to be entangled. Instead, the front desk was relieved.

Jian Jun dismissed the strange visitors, relaxed his mood, and followed closely the lines of code written by the people around him, learning and absorbing.

This is his senior in high school. He went to Huake University and graduated early with a PhD. His major is in the direction of AI.

Although it is not an intelligent body that is indistinguishable from human thinking in science fiction and public understanding, but in neural networks, deep learning, and other unknown directions, this is considered the top of the younger generation.

Jian Jun was able to recruit him, apart from the friendship he had known for a year in the high school club, it was his two major hobbies.

"Little Jane, I've been working overtime for three hours so far." Yan Shen finally came to an end, stretched his waist, and put one hand around Jian Jun's neck, "This is how to solve this system."

"Hmm." Jian Jun frowned as he looked at the code and dealt with it casually.

"You won't show it?" Yan Shen lowered his face and reached out to turn off the computer.

"Hey, hey," Jian Jun hurriedly stopped, "The overtime pay will be charged to your card immediately, and the food from Qibao's main cafeteria will be delivered soon."

"That's about the same." Yan Shen withdrew his hands, happily waiting for the feeding.

Jian Jun sighed, look, there are some people who are obviously talented, but only have money and food and drink on their minds.

Just like what Yan Shen said before he came in, he doesn't care if he can show his talents, as long as he has enough money. After visiting the Qibao canteen, the second half of this sentence is suddenly added, and the food is based on the level of Qibao's main canteen.

Before Jian Jun had time to straighten out the train of thought of this code, he was dragged downstairs by Yan Shen who was impatient to eat.

"The food hasn't been delivered at this time." Jian Jun complained, but fortunately he took a photo and can still look at it on the road.

"Pay attention to your step." Yan Shen shook his head, and when he looked up, he saw a person standing in front of him. "Is this the person delivering the food? It's not like the staff in the cafeteria."

Their place is the central square surrounded by the three buildings of the research institute. It is brightly lit and very spacious. The man noticed them, stepped forward immediately, and handed over a business card: "Teacher Jian, Teacher Yan, hello, I It's the manager of Tiangong Investment, I wonder if there is a chance to chat?"

Jian Jun's hair had already exploded, and he replied coldly with a sullen face: "No."

"It's okay, we can chat while eating, you two haven't eaten yet." The other party smiled amiably.

Gollum...

Yan Shen blushed silently, and was about to grit his teeth to refuse, when he heard a voice behind them: "Who are you?"

They turned their heads and saw Qingqin, who was wearing a T-shirt and glowing white under the light.

Qingqin took a packed food box and walked over with long legs: "I heard from the cafeteria that there are people ordering food every day after get off work, so let me see who is so hardworking?"

He accentuated the word "diligence" and looked at it with a half-smile, which made Jian Jun couldn't help shivering.

There is no way, as a key person who works overtime every day and forgets to eat and sleep, he has been named many times.

"It's almost nine o'clock, pay attention to your body, don't imitate Jian Jun." Qing Qin handed the food box to Yan Shen, relieved the burden from his hands, rubbed his wrists and looked at the man, "Hello?"

The news that Xiaoqing's total force value is extremely high has been spread in the industry. His behavior is quite bluffing. The man who saw it was terrified, and stepped back a few steps, beware of this guy who saw him digging someone.

I don't know if I can report a work injury.

Mr. Xiaoqing really didn't think so. He said that it would be a great thing to send the person in hand away and find a good next home.

Although I don't plan to go bankrupt now, it may not be able to stabilize the balance in the cracks. Before one accidentally capsizes, it is better to send a few more people ashore.

In addition, he is still a little self-aware, he has no ambitions, and the stage he can give is probably not enough for these few phoenixes to fly.

Yes, according to the reactions of various parties, Qingqin has already realized that he accidentally ruined a research genius, oh, counting this Yan Shen, there are two.

That day he remembered to take a look at the resume of the newcomer who was about to report, good guy, he didn't fall off his chair.

How could Qibao He De keep such a great Buddha like you!

Qing Qin looked at Yan Shen sideways again, thinking about how to help headhunters send talents out.

But the headhunter had changed his mind and sent a message to his boss directly.

When everyone was sitting at the table together, he couldn't wait to speak: "The purpose of our Tiangong Investment here is to invest in Qibao's drone project, and the conditions are very low. go dark.

Qingqin: Those who give money, that’s not a friendly army anymore, draw your sword!