"Boss, our factory regularly processes the bacteria in the storage tank. When the raw milk comes, it is inspected and accepted. Then it is pre-treated, preheated, sterilized, concentrated, spray-dried, cooled and sifted to make milk powder."

The person who was talking at this moment was Mr. Thompson, the manager of the S-M-R milk powder factory. He had worked in a small milk powder factory in eastern Montana for many years and had a lot of experience in this industry.

He looked at Han Qianshan and continued, "After filling the can, our inspector will conduct a random inspection again, and the sample ratio reaches 100:1, which means that for every 100 cans of milk powder in the factory, we will test one."

"The milk produced by our ranch is in this proportion, and the recently established sub-brand Agusta has a more stringent sampling, reaching 50 to 1."

"If there is really a problem with the product this time, I think it should be on Agusta. The milk they use is purchased from other ranches, and the nutritional content is indeed not as good as the milk in the snow mountain ranches."

The assembly line slowly stopped, and the worker looked at the manager and boss in confusion, not understanding what happened. The S-M-R milk powder factory has a small scale and high output. It is enough to work overtime for a while. This is the first time that the entire factory has stopped working like this.

When he walked to the office and closed the door, Thompson gave his seat to Han Qianshan and reached out to signal the boy to sit on the sofa.

"Don't there be a batch number on each can of milk powder. Can the milk source be traced?" Han Xuan asked softly. The problem lies in the nutritional content, and I think it has nothing to do with the factory.

"Yes, do you know what the number of those goods are in the wrong?"

Thompson's face is not very good-looking, and what he fears most when doing food business is safety issues.

He built this milk powder factory, and Han Qianshan also gave him 2% of the annual dividend rights in the factory. If this incident affects S-M-R's credibility, it would be too bad.

"I forgot to leave their numbers yesterday, so I'll call and ask grandpa." Han Xuan walked to the desk and asked, "Sorry, can I use the phone?"

"Of course, please feel free to pour you a glass of water, coffee or tea?"

"Tea, thank you."

Los Angeles, California.

Mr. Han happened to be in a meeting. When the boy called, the one who answered the phone was Little John.

He recently got into the official assistant position. Although he was only the one with the least power among the four or five assistants of the president of Sos Group, it was enough to make him happy for a long time.

After John Little asked about the situation, he directly called the inspection department affiliated to the group. All the goods in the SoS convenience store need to be reviewed before they can be sold, and the model is similar to Walmart.

Nearly half an hour later, I received a call back and forth and hurriedly reported several numbers to Han Xuan.

Thompson wrote it down with his notes and said, "Three boxes of milk powder? The documents are all made of paper. The workload is relatively high when searching. It takes a few months ago to find the Agusta brand when it was first established."

"Fortunately, the batch number is relatively close and it won't take long. Please wait a moment, and I'll be back soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, he hurried out.

Han's father said helplessly: "There are only a few problems, but the others are going to be recalled. The loss is really huge now."

"The S-M-R brands can continue to be sold. I have confidence in them. Recalling Agusta brand milk powder can improve the reputation of our company's products. Although I don't know if there are defective products that flow into the market, it's always right to be careful."

"The three boxes were only found. It will be too late to solve the problem after it happens." Han Xuan took a sip of tea and immediately spit it in the trash can again. The boiling water was not cold yet, and it was burned very lightly.

After some verification, the source of the problematic milk was found, and it was milk produced in Gonzalez ranch.

The guy was startled when he heard the news and asked a veterinarian to check the Holstein cows in his ranch, and finally found that several cows had osteoporosis.

This cow disease often occurs in spring. After the growth of adult cattle bones is completed, it is a chronic systemic metabolic disease caused by calcium and phosphorus metabolism disorders.

The cowboys in the Gonzalez ranch did not find this, which caused the disaster to happen.

He made a special trip to the Snow Mountain Ranch to apologize. When he left, he booked tens of thousands of tons of alfalfa, which sold for as high as US$190 per ton. He didn't know whether he would make a profit or a loss in the end.

The father and son discussed for a long time and decided to retain the Agusta brand and occupy the market as a sub-brand of S-M-R. However, the testing should be more stringent in the future. Thompson repeatedly guaranteed that this would not happen again in the future.

Fortunately, the American people are very open-minded about the recall system, and the S-M-R milk powder factory started construction again three days later.

The recall incident did not cause much response, and it really disappointed several colleagues including Mey Johnson, Abbott.

...

Brown University has just started summer vacation, and Han Xuan has been at home for half a month.

In the morning, Principal Gregoris called and told him that in addition to the courses that require written examinations, all the homework for this semester were A.

I write books every day and tease the animals in my spare time, like a little bully, with brown bear on the left and snapping turtle on the right, little donkey running all over the ground, and cats on my chest.

Whenever he went out for a walk, Fat Ding seemed to be drunk and staggered and collapsed on the grass. If he didn't hug it, he could lie there for two or three hours without moving. Obviously, he had already become lazy and had already reached a certain level.

There was a shout outside the window. Han Xuan opened the window and poked his head out, shouting loudly: "What's wrong? Patton?"

"Come out quickly, let's go ride a horse? Didn't you say yesterday that nothing happens now." Old Patton looked up at the window on the second floor and said with a smile.

Han Xuan nodded, closed the famous book "Red and Black" by French writer Stendhal, stuffed it into the bookshelf, ran down the stairs quickly, sat on the floor of the entrance to put on his shoes, and walked out.

In the evening of summer, the weather is still quite hot, but fortunately it is a bit windy and there are trees on the side of the road.

He walked side by side with Old Patton towards the stables and asked, "American flower horse or Quat horse?"

"It depends on what you like. When I was a child, I kept pestering me to teach you all day long. Now that you are growing up, it is time to choose a horse that suits you."

Old Patton patted the boy on the shoulder, took off his hat and fanned him, and continued, "When I was as old as you, I had nothing to entertain, there was no TV, and my family was poor and I couldn't afford to watch movies."

"I never went to school at that time. I was still illiterate until I was twenty years old and couldn't even read books. I could only play with horses. When I was nine, I could ride a horse."

"The pony, who was just a few months old, is much older than McDull. My parents went out to work in the morning, but no one came to care about me. Once I fell off the horse's back and it hurt for several months. I didn't dare to tell them that my knees still itchy on rainy days, so I didn't dare to teach you a few years ago."

"So Mr. Cowboy, can you teach me now? You are there to take care of me." Han Xuan turned around, walked back forward, and asked with a smile.

"Of course, you're already a man, aren't you?"
Chapter completed!