Rebirth 84, starting from fish farming

Watching Da Hong riding away on his motorcycle, he narrowed his eyes and felt envious in his heart.

To be precise, the flood came half a year earlier than Narrow Eyes.

But after all, the Spring Festival has passed, so it’s right to come a year earlier.

He secretly resented that when Lu Changhua came to him, why didn't he agree?

It took more than a month to stretch.

He didn't even think about it, is it so important to be one month early and one month late?

He is now in the thick of things, thinking this is Lu Changhua's punishment for him.

Otherwise, how could we not use Dahong ourselves?

He returned to the feed mill.

The machines roared in the workshop.

The workers are producing feed step by step.

Before Dahong left, he was handed a small bottle and asked to put one drop per ton of feed before mixing.

He once asked what this was?

Dahong hesitated and said that this was given to him by his boss, one drop per ton, too much would be a waste.

Squint your eyes and implement it strictly.

At work, squinting is also unambiguous.

"Director Yang, it's time to stir."

"Okay, come right away."

He took out the small bottle from the cabinet in the office, went to the mixing pot, and dropped a drop into it.

"Seal and stir."

The workers quickly covered and locked the iron lid of the cauldron.

The machine started and the big iron pot began to rotate.

During this period of time, I could not figure out with my eyes narrowed how I was inferior to Dahong. Is there really something I failed to do?

When he got home, his mother called him to eat, but he was unwilling to move and lay on the kang and thought about it.

Old Yangtou came back humming a ditty.

"Old man, you've been having a happy day. Didn't you see that your son was worried?"

"Haha, I just wanted to have a good chat with him."

I squinted my eyes and saw the smile on my father's face. I felt uncomfortable, so I turned my back and faced the wall in trance.

Old Yangtou took off his coat and hung it up.

Then he sat on the edge of the Kang and said cheerfully: "I haven't had time to congratulate you yet? You have become the director of the feed factory?!"

"If Dahong doesn't do the job, let our son take over. Really, if I don't say that my son is wronged!"

Aunt Yang muttered unhappy.

"What are you talking about? A job that Dahong won't do? Our son has been wronged?!"

Lao Yang's head sounded louder and louder.

His adjustment of the door startled the old lady.

"Old man, why are you so crazy?"

"I think you are just crazy!"

"My son has embarked on an official career!

Are you still confused?!"

"What? Official career?"

He listened with squinted eyes and ears. When his father said this, he stood up with a look of confusion on his face.

"You guys are just short-sighted!"

When Old Yang saw two fried dishes on the table, he said, "Honey, bring me my wine."

"Hey, I'll get it for you."

I narrowed my eyes and saw that my father was about to give a lecture, so I quickly went to get the wine glass.

After Lao Yangtou took a nice sip of Lao Baigan, he picked up another chopstick of Chinese cabbage.

Then he put down his chopsticks while chewing the vegetables.

Seeing that the two listeners were waiting impatiently, he spoke.

"Look, Hu Dagui, what path did he take?"

"Ah, what way is it?"

The old lady is a qualified flatterer, and she delivers words steadily and resolutely.

"I was a good friend who grew up naked together. I started working alone with him. He rose to the top in one step."

"Um."

He narrowed his eyes and nodded, thinking that this was really the case.

"Where is Dahong? What path did he take?"

"What way?"

"He is honest and takes things step by step."

"How do you say this?"

I saw my wife delivered the small talk in time and was scratching his itchy flesh.

He was very talkative.

"Honest duty is about his character and character. Step by step is about the path he takes."

"You see, Dahong was originally a pig farmer from Zhuhao, and later went to the reservoir to raise fish, right?"

"Um."

Both women nodded in agreement.

"His time of raising fish and doing odd jobs seemed to be quite long. Until the feed factory opened, he was not appointed as the director of the feed factory when he left, right?"

"Um."

"He was not officially appointed until he went to the field department. What does this mean?!"

"Ah, what does it mean?"

The two women looked at Old Yangtou with puzzled faces.

The old man closed his eyes.

Oh, what a waste!

"This shows that Dahong has never been a qualified factory director!

Lu Changhua never appointed him."

"Isn't that now the appointment?!"

He narrowed his eyes and said in confusion.

"That means he was appointed now that he has the conditions to be the factory director."

"oh."

Seeing that they still didn't understand, Old Yangtou spoke more straightforwardly again.

"In the beginning, Dahong's ability was just that of a leader. As he continued to work, Lu Changhua discovered that some of his qualities were good and his abilities were gradually improving. He was allowed to go because he had this opportunity."

"Son, do you know why I'm happy for you?"

"Woo~"

He squinted his eyes and shook his head like a rattle.

"Because you have also embarked on the path of being trained, and your foundation is better than him. He worked in a feed factory for a year and was not allowed to be the director. What about you? You were appointed directly as soon as you came. You said,

Who has better basic conditions, you or Dahong?!"

"Uh, me?"

"Isn't it just you!"

Old Yang had an expression on his head that made him hate the iron.

"You, you, why are you so stupid?!

If your boss doesn’t point it out directly, he just wants to see your understanding.”

Aunt Yang quickly filled the old man's glass with wine.

"Old man, tell me, why doesn't the boss just let his son go to the field department?"

"You, you have long hair and short knowledge!

With such a huge family property, can he just hand it over to others casually? He has to observe and test it!"

"Oh, so going to the feed factory is also a test for my son?"

Aunt Yang blinked and asked.

"Not only a test, but also trust!"

"Think about it, there are so many people in the reservoir, why are you allowed to take over Dahong's job? Doesn't that mean they are optimistic about you?!"

"Yeah too?!"

Aunt Yang thought about it for a moment and nodded in agreement with this statement.

The squinted eyes became slits again.

"Dad, based on your analysis, it seems that this is really the case."

"With your brain, if I didn't analyze it behind you, sooner or later something bad would happen."

"As long as you finish the feed mill, you can either go to the field department and continue to take over Dahong's shift, or you can start a new one."

“Didn’t you see that we are currently busy repairing the warehouse?!

That scale and momentum are definitely a big deal!

At this time, son, you must not be confused. Not only must you work hard, but you must work hard and achieve results. The better you do, the sooner the boss will promote you!"

After being nudged by my father, I squinted my eyes and immediately felt that my eyes were bright!

My eyes are also widened a lot.

yes!

What are you thinking about here?

The boss has given me such a good platform. If I don't make achievements, I will not only be sorry for this opportunity, but also disrespectful of the boss's trust.

Yes, you should think carefully about how you can do it better than Dahong!

Seeing my son's face glowing brightly, my self-confidence returned.

Old Yangtou smiled bitterly secretly!

My son is good at everything, but his personality is unstable.

He also knew that compared with Da Hong, the gap between his son and Da Hong was fatal.

He had already noticed over the past few days that his son was in a bad mood, so he thought about it for a few days and smoothed out the whole story before singing this play.

The purpose is to encourage his son to move forward bravely and not lose confidence.

There is no better father than a son.

He knew exactly what his son was thinking.

"However, you can't do things blindly. If you have any ideas, come back to us and discuss them before making a decision."

"Well, dad, don't worry, I'll think about it carefully and figure out how to achieve results."

He squinted his eyes in high spirits.

"That's right!

Think clearly before taking action. This is prudent, and you must practice hard in this aspect."

"Yeah, I got it."

I squinted my eyes and had dinner with my parents, then went inside to think.

After all, he is young, active in thinking, and has wild and unconstrained ideas.

He began to analyze what Dahong had done in the past year.

Finally, he concluded a few points.

In the past, feed mills aimed to be self-sufficient and ensure the needs of the reservoir and surrounding customers.

What now?

What are you going to do yourself?

If you still focus on supplying yourself, you won't be able to achieve results.

The sales scope must be expanded.

At least it has to be sold within the province, right?

In this way, his strategic goal is determined.

What channels do Dahong sell through?

There are no channels.

He just sits and waits for customers to come to his door. He is a real businessman.

Can you do this yourself?

No. You have to go out and set up sales points or dealers.

Was there any publicity during the big flood?

No, it’s just word of mouth and mutual introduction.

What now?

You have to find a way to find newspapers, TV, advertisements or do news interviews.

When I thought about it this way, my squinting thoughts suddenly became clear.

He smoothed out his thoughts over and over again.

When you encounter something you can't figure out, just get over it.

The more you think about it, the smoother it becomes.

In the middle of the night, he was too excited to sleep and suffered from insomnia.

He didn't force himself to fall asleep until the rooster crowed for the first time.

Early the next morning, he went to the feed mill.

Walk around the feed in the warehouse.

The workers all came to work. Seeing that the factory manager seemed to be possessed by a demon, they didn't dare to ask, so they all went about their own business.

Yes, write down your thoughts and organize them one by one.

They say a good memory is worse than a bad pen.

When he put his thoughts on paper, he discovered more problems.

And he will think about these questions one by one.

While Lu Changhua was accepting the artwork in Heihe, Narrow Eyes, who was far away in the reservoir feed factory, was writing furiously, putting his ideas on paper one by one.

After he put down his pen, he walked out of the feed factory.

Looking at the construction site two kilometers away to the south.

The workers are very busy.

The red brick warehouse has begun to take shape.

Nearby, the machinery in the feed mill rumbles.

Bags of feed are neatly stacked.

I squinted my eyes and suddenly felt that I felt so at ease. This was where I took off.

Although there are only a dozen people, I have the confidence to turn it into an enterprise like a cannery!

"Director Yang, it's time to stir."

"Coming."

Narrowing his eyes, he turned around and entered the office.