The snow fell on the earth, silent.

At this time, Xilin Gol League was covered with snow and ice. In the vast snow, Niu Manjiang had already become a snowman.

"Mr. Niu, let's go back." The driver was covered in snowflakes on his head and face. He glanced at the deserted street. In this weather, even the dogs were lying in his nest honestly.

Niu Manjiang didn't say anything, and the driver shook his head in pain. He took out a cigarette and handed it to Niu Manjiang's mouth. The windproof firer lit up, but the cigarette butt that was clear and extinguished was wet by the heavy snow.

Cough cough cough-

Niu Manjiang coughed, and suddenly, the smoke from his mouth froze in the air. In the wind and snow, the Xilin Brewery opposite suddenly became lively, and many people rushed out of thin air.

Among them, the young man wearing a black cashmere coat and a red scarf, who was walking out of the factory quickly, was not Qin Dong, the vice chairman of Qinwan Beer!

The factory gate is wide open and everyone is out to welcome you!

Niu Manjiang was welcomed by Qin Dong into the canteen of Xilin Beer. "Old Niu, forgive me, forgive me, it's my fault, my fault..." Qin Dong looked humble.

But Niu Manjiang knew that he had not announced his name. No wonder Qin Dong was a little bit too. In the wind and snow, his face had frozen and his body was frozen. Sitting down in front of the stove, Qin Dong took a bowl and poured white wine, "We are in the mountains and seas of military horse wine, please drink some warmth first."

The white wine like a knife burned all the way down his throat and into his stomach. There was a stove outside and a strong wine inside. Like him, Qin Dong also poured half a bowl of white wine and patted his shoulder with a smile. Qin Dianzi, who was famous all over the world, had no airs at all.

"Not to mention anything else, we didn't eat or drink."

Niu Manjiang knew that he had passed the hotel long ago, and Qin Dong was having dinner with him, so he didn't give in. He raised the wine bowl and drank another bowl, and filled the big piece of mutton into his mouth.

The master of the canteen did not carve it carefully, and instantly came four pots of vegetables, plus the stuffed donkeys and military horse wine, and of course Xilin beer. Niu Manjiang actually sweated in a short while.

Seeing himself sitting on the head and the driver also sat on the head, he was filled with mixed feelings. It has been half a year, and things have changed in half a year. Only Qin Dong, who met once, gave him face.

"Dr. Qin, I'm disturbing." Niu Manjiang clasped his fists, "I didn't expect that you still remember me when you met once."

"Of course I remember that I was the director of Rongbeer Second Branch at that time. When you visited our factory, Mayor Chen Ming from Tianlong City also came. Now he is in the province and is an assistant to the provincial leader..."

Oh, Chen Ming's official fortune has made Niu Manjiang have nothing to say.

"I'll copy all the rules and regulations of your Rong Beer. Not to mention, they really work, especially the one on the market, which is easy to use." Niu Manjiang picked up the wine again. After this meal, he drank two pounds of white wine, but he was not drunk, and Qin Dong was not drunk either.

The old forest in Chifeng, the Bilege in Shazhongquan and the Burigude in Xilin, and the Wuritunashun who had just arrived were all men on the grassland. However, after two pounds of stuffed donkeys, they also felt like drinking.

"Mongolian dairy industry is full of our cows..." These days, drivers can still drink wine. After drinking a few bowls of high-quality liquor, the driver couldn't help but complain, "Thank you hard to the end, you end up killing the cow."

Everyone laughed. He changed the donkey to a cow, but he really dared to say it in front of his leader.

But after laughing, everyone was a little surprised. Could this man in front of me be Niu Manjiang, the "second leader" of Mongolian Dairy?

This second in commander is a well-known hero in the business world of Inner Mongolia.

There are hundreds of dairy companies in Inner Mongolia, and Mongolian dairy industry deserves to be the king of the industry. Niu Manjiang makes an indelible contribution!

Everyone sighed and their faces were full of regret.

This person is very similar to Qin Dong in terms of figure, personality and even experience. However, in the tide of the times, Qin Dong tried hard to take the helm and stood firm in the storm of fate.

But Niu Manjiang’s experience is sad...

In 1978, 20-year-old Niu Manjiang entered the cattle farm. Five years later, he joined Inner Mongolia Dairy, working as a bottle washer, and then gradually promoted to workshop director. Since 1992, he has served as the company's vice president of operations.

This year, he was suddenly dismissed from the company's board of directors. There was no reason to be dismissed, and the master's contribution became the only analysis.

But according to the situation in front of me, Niu Manjiang admired Qin Dong very much, and the two had a great time talking.

"Old Niu, it's snowing and ice. If you come to me, there must be something wrong. I won't say much, just say one thing. I will definitely take care of your affairs to the end and sell them to Liangshan, and I will do whatever I can."

Niu Manjiang's hands trembled with the wine bowl, and the wine spilled out.

well--

He smiled and sighed, lit a cigarette, and everyone knew what was going on from his driver's mouth.

He was born in the Hohhot pastoral area at the foot of the Great Qingshan Mountains.

In that crazy era, the herdsmen on the grassland were as poor as farmers in other parts of China. Because of his poverty at home, he was sold by his biological parents to a family in the city that made a living by raising cattle for 50 yuan. From then on, he had an indissoluble bond with the cattle.

When he was a child, his adoptive mother had extremely strict discipline. When he went out to play, his adoptive mother would set a time for him. If he came back a little later, he would be punished.

Although he didn't understand his adoptive mother at that time, when he experienced the ups and downs of life, when he looked back on the past, he felt that his adoptive mother's strict control would benefit him greatly.

"I also have an Eji who treats me like my own son. This is my brother." Qin Dong pointed at Wuritunashun, and Lao Niu stood up excitedly. He was forty-three years old, more than a round older than Qin Dong. He and Wuritunashun drank another bowl.

But unlike Qin Dong, Eji is still alive, but Niu Manjiang's adoptive mother died at the age of 14, and his adoptive father died at the age of 20.

Niu Manjiang, who lost his mother in a teenager and a young man in a young man, felt that he would look at other people's faces wherever he went.

This is like when Qin Dong couldn't stay in the city due to ingredients, and followed his father to the grassland. Both of them also developed the habit of observing their expressions and thinking about how to meet other people's needs.

...

In 1978, China was about to usher in the dawn of reform. Niu Manjiang, who had just become an "orphan", "replaced" the position left by his father and entered the Inner Mongolia Dairy Factory in Hohhot, becoming a cattle breeder with a "iron rice bowl" and a monthly salary of 20 yuan.

At this time, his first noble man appeared.

Niu Manjiang interrupted the driver, "He is the factory director Sun Youliang. Seeing that I am often alone, he takes good care of him. Three years after entering the factory, I was 23 years old. I needed 500 yuan to get married, which was a "huge sum". Director Sun generously donated money..."
Chapter completed!