Homo sapiens

Zhang Bowen, who received Wang Muyi's suggestion, quickly said gratefully: "Old Wang, I will do my best if I use him in the future."

"Haha, you're all from me, so don't be polite." Wang Muyi waved his hand with a smile.

As a veteran, Wang Muyi naturally knows the importance of connections. Although it is easy to offend people within the company after serving as a supervisor, he is not too worried.

On the one hand, his boss Brian is tough enough.

On the other hand, Wang Muyi himself is also forming cliques, such as Chinese hometown associations and sororities.

Li Qingye was actually fully aware of the situation of internal cliques, but he knew that this was the inevitable result of human nature. As long as it did not affect work and the interests of the company, there was no need to directly interfere openly.

In the system of Homo Sapiens Company, spider web managers and soldiers are the core strength of the company. As long as there is no problem with the core, others will not be able to make waves.

Wang Muyi's team and Julie's team completed the investigation of this section of the highway, and then continued to take a special minibus and boarded a rural road heading towards Manila.

Suddenly a message popped up on Wang Muyi's phone.

He glanced at the company's internal work communication software and immediately knew that the supervision department had launched another surprise attack.

"Driver, go to Malagondong Town."

"Malagondong?" The driver glanced at the navigation, turned the steering wheel, and nodded: "Okay."

The minibus turned around, and the driver was obviously used to this sudden change of schedule.

The minibus swayed for more than an hour on the poor rural road. It was almost noon, and they finally arrived at Malagondong Town.

This town is on the southern coast of Manila Bay and falls under the jurisdiction of the District of Manila.

"Let's go eat first!" Wang Muyi suggested.

Julie nodded in agreement.

Soon the driver found the restaurant of Fengfeng Home in Malagondong Town based on the company's internal communication software.

The location of the restaurant is very easy to find, right next to the local Fengrao supermarket.

He looked at the crowded Colabee fast food restaurant not far away, and then at the Fenfu Fast Food, which was full of customers. Although the opposite was also a chain of fast food restaurants run by wealthy Chinese businessmen, Wang Muyi didn't want to embarrass his wallet.

Entering Fengrao Fast Food Restaurant, Wang Muyi took the employee card directly: "Waiter, arrange a private room that can accommodate 15 people."

"Please follow me." The waiter was very sharp. He immediately saw the rank on Wang Muyi's employee card and quickly took them to the private room on the second floor with a smile.

After opening the private room, the waiter turned on the air conditioner.

Wang Muyi was looking through the menu: "A set meal No. 12, plus two bottles of lemon soda."

Others also know the rules, and they are still in a semi-working state. Everyone has their own order, and alcoholic drinks are not allowed. In fact, Wang Muyi doesn't like drinking. In this regard, he very much agrees with the company's mandatory regulations.

The waiter quickly filled out two orders based on everyone's seat number and the set meal they ordered: "Wait a moment, it will be delivered immediately."

"Boss, what project are you coming to Malagondong to investigate this time?"

Wang Muyi shook his head: "If you don't know, don't ask around. I will notify you when you get to the location."

Another employee turned around and asked: "Team Leader Julie, aren't you from Manila? Is there any famous place in Malagondong?"

Julie smiled and shook her head: "I have never left Manila before graduation, so I am not very familiar with this place."

During the chat, the waiter pushed the trolley and brought up the set meals and drinks.

Wang Muyi’s No. 12 set meal consists of rice, black pepper chicken, grilled eel, and stir-fried water spinach. The employee’s internal price for this set meal is 30 pesos, which is a bit high.

He picked up the black pepper chicken and stuffed it into his mouth. Wang Muyi had been obsessed with this mushroom since the last time he ate it.

As one of the more expensive edible fungi, gallinopsis is very delicious and has a large audience of diners. It is much better than truffles, which taste too strange.

If it weren't for the large number of procedures required to export to China, and the inconvenience of returning to China in the near future, Wang Muyi would have wanted to make a batch of gallinobacteria and sell them back.

After all, Haitian Agriculture now produces very large quantities of gallinobacteria, which can be supplied to its own fast food restaurants as affordable ingredients.

It's a similar situation with eels.

Each of their set meals is different, but the routines of the set meals are similar, basically staple food + edible fungi + meat + vegetables.

For example, Julie's set meal No. 7 consists of pasta, mushrooms in gravy, black pepper steak, and cherry tomatoes. It is also the internal employee price of 30 pesos.

This steak is a synthetic steak made of carrageenan, beef trimmings, and meat tenderizer.

Due to the use of super-computerized muscle texture reconstruction modeling during the synthesis process, the beef scraps can be rewoven into something similar to a whole piece of meat, and then precise fat injection technology is used to inject beef fat into the braided meat. , forming a very exquisite snowflake texture.

Therefore, this synthetic steak, which costs about 8 pesos, is almost the same as a real Wagyu steak in terms of appearance, taste, and nutritional content.

There is even a cheaper flavored synthetic steak, which is made entirely of duck meat and butter and costs only 3 pesos a serving.

Julie has eaten both types of steaks and can’t tell the difference between them.

Wang Muyi, who had eaten Australian Wagyu beef at a Western restaurant in Manila, felt that his own synthetic steak was more delicious. After all, the synthetic steak was compared to the top-grade Wagyu beef. The ordinary Australian Wagyu beef he ate would naturally not be as good as the synthetic steak.

As a person with dialectical materialism, Wang Muyi will not have trouble with his wallet.

After all, the difference between our company's synthetic steak and top-grade natural steak is very small, and the taste, texture, and nutritional content are almost the same.

In the face of a price gap of thousands of times, is it possible that the so-called "soul", "nature" and "feelings" have been taken advantage of?

Although many Western restaurants in Manila despise Haitian Agriculture’s synthetic steak, thinking it is the self-deception of inferior people.

But the poor people are also mocking the superior people as being taken advantage of.

At least many poor people who have just escaped from the poverty line are very realistic. They don’t care about synthetic or natural meat. As long as safety and low price can be guaranteed, they are willing to buy it.

Many people even give this synthetic steak a special name "Haitian Beef" to distinguish Haitian Agriculture from synthetic steaks produced by other companies.

The thoughts of Wang Muyi, Julie and others actually represent the views of Homo Sapiens Company and the bottom class of Luzon on synthetic foods.

For example, Julie, who used to live in a slum and even eating slop meat once in a while, was a luxury, how could she dislike synthetic foods.

Only when you have lived in suffering can you understand everything in front of you and how hard-won it is.

Julie never wastes any food when she eats, that's because she knows what it feels like to be hungry.

Being able to happily cook here was one of Julie’s previous dreams. Every time she ate, she was filled with gratitude.

For many people, working at a Homo sapiens company is about living a decent life.

For Julie, she is not just for life and money, she is also for seeing the bright future.

After all, Homo Sapien Company is a light in her life. Without the emergence of Homo Sapien Company, she might still be living in the slums, and then marry a man who is also a poor man, repeating the fate of her parents.

She works hard in the supervision department, which is stimulated by money and supported by faith.

Maybe she just wanted to protect the sweet dream in her heart.

Human dreams give us courage and strength.

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