The Pentium Era - South to North

At around five o'clock in the morning, the outside had just been polished and a little bit of fish belly white was found. Zhang Xiangbei got up. He went to the bathroom, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and went downstairs without even taking his bag.

Halfway through, Zhang Xiangbei walked back, opened the backpack on the table, took out a soft-shell Alishan Jingtai blue cigarette, opened the outer packaging, took two packs, and put them in the left and right pockets of his down jacket. Stuff a pack.

Zhang Xiangbei doesn’t smoke. Xiaobao brought these cigarettes to Zhang Chen when he came last time. A box of cigarettes was placed in Zhang Xiangbei’s office. When Zhang Chen came to Zhang Xiangbei’s office, Zhang Xiangbei After talking to him, Zhang Chen took one look and said, Taiwanese cigarettes are not used to smoking and are not easy to smoke. You should leave them for Liu Bang, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty. He smoked them all year round.

Mainland China's cigarettes are flue-cured, while Taiwan's cigarettes are mixed types, two big smokers. Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, couldn't get used to smoking mainland cigarettes, and Zhang Chen didn't like smoking Taiwanese cigarettes.

Zhang Xiangbei was so busy that he thought of sending it to Han Emperor Liu Bang several times, but he didn't have time. As a result, Gu Gong saw it and took one apart, saying that he wanted to study it.

When Zhang Xiangbei went to Yinchuan, he stuffed one into his backpack. He originally wanted to go to Yinchuan. Whether he went to his own farm or a family farm, he would always meet some old smokers. These people saw Zhang Xiangbei When you are talking, you are always a little reserved. When you hand over a cigarette, the other person will relax when they start smoking together.

I brought this instead of buying a Zhonghua because the cigarette is fresh and I don’t care whether it is good or not. As soon as smokers see this cigarette, they will be curious and ask what kind of cigarette it is. Questions and answers will open up the topic. , you can continue chatting.

This is also the experience Zhang Xiangbei learned in New Haven. When Zhang Xiangbei went to deliver food at that time, he would bring a pack of cigarettes. Smokers all over the world have the same moral character. No one will refuse the cigarettes you hand him. .

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiangbei only stayed in Yinchuan for one night before coming to Chongqing. This cigarette will come in handy in Chongqing.

Zhang Xiangbei walked out of the room. He originally wanted to go downstairs to wake Xiao Bian and ask for a lighter. When he walked into the corridor, he thought about it. Zhang Xiangbei walked to Xiaofang's room next door. The door was closed but not locked. The door handle turned. Then the door opened.

The room was dimly lit. Zhang Xiangbei turned on the light, walked to the desk, and opened the drawers of the desk one by one. Sure enough, he saw two disposable lighters in the left drawer.

Zhang Xiangbei smiled. Smokers all over the world are really virtuous. They leave lighters wherever they go. This lighter must have been left here by Zhang Chen during the Spring Festival last year.

Zhang Xiangbei picked up a lighter, clicked it, and the flames jumped up. Zhang Xiangbei put the lighter in his pocket.

When he got downstairs, he stretched out his hand to open the door. The biting cold air hit his face. Zhang Xiangbei couldn't help but shiver. He quickly walked out, closed the door behind him, put his hand into the pocket of his down jacket, and clamped his hand with his arms. The body disappeared into the misty sky outside.

The car on the small side couldn't drive in, so it pulled over to the side of the road outside. Zhang Xiangbei walked out from the path with peach trees on both sides. Under the peach trees, there were many green vegetables, and the green vegetables were covered with a shiny layer of frost.

Zhang Xiangbei got into the car, thought for a while, and decided to go to the first workshop, which was the vegetable field in Shoujia Village.

The Yubei Company's vegetables are mainly supplied to the Chongqing branch of "Zhaixian Delivery", and some of them will also be transferred to the Chengdu branch.

In the vegetable field, the busy work is mainly from head to tail. A batch will be harvested in the evening and sent out before 8pm. It will be sent to the Chongqing branch of "Zhaixian Delivery". After cleaning and sorting, it will be delivered in the middle of the night. , the delivery at this time is mainly to corporate customers, who are waiting for these dishes to make breakfast and lunch.

In the early morning, they will also harvest a batch and deliver a batch. After cleaning and sorting, this batch of vegetables is mainly sent to each community. Seventy or eighty percent of the individual customers in the community go to work at noon. Customers who cook at home and have to wait until they get home from get off work in the evening to pick up food from the fresh-keeping cabinet will choose the afternoon when choosing a delivery time.

They take advantage of the customer's time for delivery. This arrangement not only makes reasonable use of their delivery vehicles and personnel, but also shortens the time from the vegetable field to the customer's kitchen and preserves freshness to the greatest extent.

For the supply base below, their workers are divided into two groups. One group's daily work and rest time is to collect vegetables in the evening and early morning, and rest during the day. The other group of workers work the long day shift, and they are responsible for harvesting vegetables. Soil loosening, sowing, fertilizing, pest control, pesticide spraying and daily field management.

The vegetable fields in each workshop here are divided into three parts: greenhouses, open fields and organic vegetable fields. When I go to work at 3:30 in the morning every day, it is still dark outside. At this time, I harvest the vegetables in the greenhouse first, and wait until 5 or 6 o'clock. When it starts to get brighter, we move outside the greenhouse to harvest vegetables from the open field, or go to the peach grove to harvest organic vegetables.

A faint layer of white fog floated in the valley, and the front windshield soon became foggy. Zhang Xiangbei turned on the defogging fan. The sound was too noisy, so he turned off the fan again and pressed down the windows on both sides. , the howling cold wind brought mist into the car, Zhang Xiangbei took a deep breath, and felt that the coldness was like a sharp blade, inserted through the nose, and he suddenly woke up.

He drove to the end of a workshop. It was still dark, as if he didn't want to wake up.

The lights were on in the vegetable greenhouse, and the membrane of the greenhouse was also covered with a layer of fog. It was difficult to see clearly. You could only see the shadows of people inside. A few dozen meters away, there were noisy voices coming from the greenhouse. On this winter morning, the noisy voices make people feel warm.

There are two trucks parked on the main passage leading to the greenhouse. There are workers carrying boxes of vegetables into the truck. At the door of the greenhouse, there are two scales. The vegetables coming out of the greenhouse are weighed in boxes here. When the boxes were weighed, two weighers sat behind the scales, weighed a box on their laps, and filled in the weight of the box on a form clipped to a board clip.

Behind one of the weighers, stood a man in his fifties, slightly fat, with a high hairline on his forehead, and his hair slicked back. He was the deputy general manager of their Yubei company and the director of the first workshop. He is also the village director of Shoucun, Lao Shoutou.

The old man stood behind the weigher with his hands behind his head, looked at his watch, walked to the door of the greenhouse, and shouted inside, "Hurry up, hurry up."

When he turned around and walked back, he saw Zhang Xiangbei, was stunned for a moment, and then shouted:

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, why are you here so early?"

Zhang Xiangbei smiled and said, "I'm here to see you."

"Okay, okay." Old Soutou called, wanting to invite Zhang Xiangbei to sit. He walked around in a circle, but found that there was no place to sit. He called to a weigher:

"Stand up quickly and give Mr. Zhang a chair to sit on."

The weigher stood up, and Zhang Xiangbei said quickly: "No, no, I won't hinder your work, I'll just stand."

The old man said: "Okay, let's go inside the greenhouse. It's warm inside."

Zhang Xiangbei said yes.

Two people walked into the greenhouse, where Chinese cabbage was being harvested. Someone was cutting it, and someone was tearing off the broken leaves on the outside, and then putting a rubber band on the cabbage to prevent the leaves from falling apart. Others were cutting the cabbage. Chinese cabbages are neatly stacked in turnover boxes according to size. The vegetables in each box are evenly sized.

"Come on, smoke."

Zhang Xiangbei took out a cigarette and handed it to Lao Shou. The two of them walked to the cleared field aside. Zhang Xiangbei squatted down, and Lao Shou followed suit.

The old man took out a lighter and lit Zhang Xiangbei's cigarette first, and then his own. He took a puff, took the cigarette out of his mouth, and held it up in front of his eyes for a look.

"Taiwanese cigarettes were given to me by my friend," Zhang Xiangbei said.

"No wonder." said the old man.

"Aren't you used to smoking?" Zhang Xiangbei asked.

"It's like the foreign cigarettes I smoked before, Marlboro." Old Soutou said, "What brand is it?"

Zhang Xiangbei took out the cigarette and handed it to Lao Shou Tou. Lao Shou Tou looked at the cigarette front and back and muttered the words "Alishan".

"Give it to you." Zhang Xiangbei said.

The old man was not polite. He smiled and waved his cigarette to express his gratitude. Then he put the cigarette away and said:

"I'll take care of them later and covet them."

Zhang Xiangbei said yes.

"How much does a pack of cigarettes cost?" asked the old man.

"Not expensive, sixty."

Zhang Xiangbei said that the old man shouted: "Isn't sixty expensive?"

"The Taiwan dollar is equivalent to RMB 15, but it is already the most expensive cigarette in Taiwan." Zhang Xiangbei said.

"Are cigarettes so cheap in Taiwan?"

Zhang Xiangbei is right. In fact, cigarettes are not expensive in many places, but cigarettes are the most expensive in China.

The two people were squatting there, talking, smoking, and looking at the busy people in the distance. The old man asked:

"Mr. Zhang, it's almost Chinese New Year, but you still come here, right?"

Zhang Xiangbei was right, "Do you know why they did it?"

"Because of what? Huh, someone is fanning the flames from behind." Lao Shou exhaled from his nostrils and cursed: "People are not enough!"

"Mr. Shou, can you tell me what the reason is?" Zhang Xiangbei said.

"Xiao Kan didn't tell you?" Lao Shou asked.

"Tell me." Zhang Xiangbei said, "But I want to hear multiple perspectives, I can't listen to one side of the story."

The old man nodded: "It's just that bastard Li Dafu who is acting like a monster."

Lao Shoutou then told Zhang Xiangbei about the matter. What Lao Shoutou said was similar to what Mr. Kan and Xiao Bian said to him. Zhang Xiangbei felt confident. It seemed that this was what happened. Those people It's not that he really wants to withdraw his shares, but he is used as a pawn by Li Dafu, jumping around in front. As long as Li Dafu's problem is solved, the issue of withdrawing his shares will also be solved.

Zhang Xiangbei asked: "Mr. Shou, are you all watching?"

"That's right, Lao Wang, Lao Chen and I are watching. If Xiao Kan and Xiao Bian fail to stand firm this time and shrink back, we will be ready to fall out. Everyone, please stop being human and tear off your faces. "Lao Shoutou said.

"Who are you falling out with?" Zhang Xiangbei asked, "Li Dafu or Mr. Kan and Mr. Bian?"

"Turn them all over."

"Why?"

"There is no such reason. The company's money is earned by everyone's hard work. Why can someone named Li reimburse the messy invoices? If he can do it, can we all do it? Then everyone can mess with it. After the reimbursement is over, is the company still doing well? If it does this, it’s really better to break up as soon as possible,” Lao Shoutou said.

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