Author: Gu Jia Shiba

Daliang Winery.

Located in the suburbs of Yuncheng.

This land is also the junction of shipping and trade. Ten miles away is the Yuncheng seaport, surrounded by dense processing plants, all of which are the backbone of Yuncheng's trade.

The salty and wet wind blew slowly against his face. Qiao Yu looked at this land with envy and emotion in his heart.

Come this way.

Watching the prosperous trade of Yuncheng Financial Center.

Watching the large construction companies gathering in the harbor factory area.

This is the backing of Cloud City.

All investors are attracted by large enterprises and seaport trade.

More and more prosperous, more and more prosperous.

"How does it compare with your Zhonghe?" Ji Xuewen sat in the passenger seat and suddenly asked.

Qiao Yu came to his senses.

The loneliness in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

She laughed: "We can't compare it yet."

Whether it is Zhonghe or Yucheng.

"I heard that your winery is still in other provinces? Why not in Chongqing? Isn't the land there very cheap?" The driver said again: "I heard that the housing prices in Chongqing are also cheap, unlike our Yuncheng, which costs more than 100,000 yuan per square meter.

I can’t afford it in my life.”

"The land in Chongqing is cheap, but there are no old cellars. Mr. Ji also knows that old cellars are better for making wine. The century-old cellars have a long mud and the wine produced is more mellow and soft."

"You Zhonghe is a century-old cellar?" Ji Xuewen frowned: "How come you haven't heard of it?"

Daliang’s wine cellar is not Laojiao, but it is a big company and has a good brand.

But it has to be said that Ji Xuewen was still in a bit of a crisis knowing that his opponent had such a card.

As if he heard what the other party meant, Qiao Yu took over the conversation and began to reveal some contents inadvertently.

"The 'Wanyan Wine' in the history of the country came from Xiaokunshan. It is said to be a century-old wine, but in fact it is much older."

She added:

"It's just that Zhonghe makes medicinal wine, focusing on the efficacy of the medicine. Zhonghe does not intend to participate in the liquor industry."

"Ah."

The last sentence made Ji Xuewen chuckle.

"It seems that you, Mr. Chu, are nothing more than this."

If he had this gimmick, he would have been able to compete with large state-owned brands.

not to mention.

Even if you make wine, go big. Medicinal wine is just a very small branch. If you make liquor, not only will the market be big, but the demand will be wider.

To say that the emphasis is on the efficacy of the medicine is rather to say that it is short-sighted.

He shook his head. He thought Zhonghe was a tough guy, but he didn't expect it to be just a small company that happened to get a wave of dividends.

Not even an opponent.

He looked at Qiao Yu through the rearview mirror.

"How does Mr. Chu treat you?"

Want to change jobs so much?

Qiao Yu: "."

When Qiao Yu mentioned Chu Weichen, he immediately thought of the carrot meatballs at noon today.

"Da Chu is always more vicious."

"What's your background, Mr. Chu? I've never heard of it before."

There is no trace of this person at all.

It's not that he hasn't checked out the chairman, but the companies under his name have been neutralized by two companies, and he doesn't even have any property.

"We, Mr. Chu, are relatively young and have just started our business."

I see.

This is even less cause for concern.

As soon as Ji Xuewen relaxed, he couldn't help but joke: "So you want to change jobs? But that's right, Zhonghe's development is limited and unstable, and sooner or later it will be eliminated by the market."

"I mainly want to follow Mr. Ji." Qiao Yu took the opportunity to flatter him: "I am here for Mr. Ji. No matter how Zhonghe develops, if Mr. Ji likes me, I will definitely work hard."

"It depends on your performance."

Ji Xuewen thought of the small green lemons placed in the office, but did not agree immediately.

The car stopped.

After twists and turns in the industrial construction zone, we finally arrived at our destination.

Qiao Yu got out of the car, followed Ji Xuewen, and listened to his introduction.

"The winery has recruited a new group of medical students. Your job is to review the pharmaceuticals and check whether the dosage of the medicinal materials is up to standard. This job should be easy for you from Beijing University."

Medical Students?

Qiao Yu asked tentatively: "Why do you want a medical student?"

Even if we are recruiting, we still need to recruit pharmacists.

"Of course we are researching and developing medicinal wine. We can make more than just one kind of wine. Do you, Mr. Chu, want to rely on that immortal wine for the rest of your life?"

"."

no.

etc.

Qiao Yu was even more confused.

"So, medical students prescribe medicine?"

"Only by mixing according to the recipe can you make a good medicinal wine."

"That's right, but Zhonghe recruits pharmacists, not doctors. Doctors can only prescribe prescriptions, but they cannot determine the efficacy of the medicine. What's more, recruiting a group of medical students is too expensive, and they just get a prescription.

"

really.

As soon as they arrived at the medical production room, they saw several students in white coats chatting and eating melon seeds.

The surroundings are filled with the smell of medicinal herbs.

The ground was covered with melon seed shells.

"Have you handed in your papers this week?"

"It's almost done, why don't you help me read it now?"

"Wait until I finish playing this game. Damn, can you please give in? Who let you in?"

The young man playing games on his mobile phone raised his head, grabbed the child holding the old sack in front of him, and then threw it away in disgust.

The child was about thirteen or fourteen years old, thin and small, his clothes were shabby, and his clothes were washed white.

There was a hole in the old sack, and inside were mineral water bottles.

He stumbled and fell to the ground, staring at the empty Coke bottle and trying a sentence.

"Can you give me this bottle?"

"Go, go, go, while you're at it, someone picked up trash and came here, get out of here."

Several students who were cracking melon seeds also raised their heads. There was a little girl who seemed to know the child. She glared at the scolder, then picked up the bottle and waved to the child.

"He Rui, come here."

She handed him the bottle.

"Are you still cleaning? Clean it after get off work. There are so many processing rooms, can you finish them all by yourself?"

"Thanks."

The man who called He Rui took the bottle without replying. He just put the Coke bottle in the sack, then picked up the broom and swept all the melon seed shells in the medicine room into a pile.

When he swept to the door, he was stunned and saw two pairs of shoes.

Follow the shoes up and look into Ji Xuewen's eyes.
To be continued...