Bai Hao calmed down and many people laughed out loud.
Ouyang Qianqian even laughed like a goose.
Bai Hao said: "We eat soy milk and fried dough sticks, while foreigners eat bread and butter. Anyway, I feel something is wrong."
Bai Hao's explanation seems to make sense.
Zhang Jianguo's belt was rounded: "I've only eaten for a few days and I'm full. Let's see what you can do. You want to go to heaven."
Zhang Jianguo beat Bai Hao for a very simple reason.
People in the factory basically distribute milk powder because they are reluctant to eat it at home. Those who are newly married or have elderly people at home find an opportunity to give it as a gift.
Now, when Bai Rui came back from the hospital after giving birth, people from the Ninth Factory came to visit and brought a bottle of milk powder as a token of their gratitude.
Let Bai Hao say this.
Is this milk powder still a thing?
If Zhang Jianguo hadn't beaten Bai Hao, he wouldn't have been able to face these customers.
While hiding, Bai Hao continued: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore. Anyway, I feel that drinking soy milk is definitely better than drinking milk. Dad, don't hit me. If you don't finish drinking so much, it will all go bad."
"Still talking, still talking." Zhang Jianguo chased Bai Hao, who was determined to shake the belt a few times.
Fortunately, the rescuers came.
Zhao Qingguo trotted over: "Director Fu, Director Fu. A foreign guest has arrived, a white-haired foreign guest, very young."
Fu Qiang smiled, pulled Zhang Jianguo away, and pushed Bai Hao: "Hurry up."
Only then did Bai Hao escape.
Zhao Qingguo watched Bai Hao smile and trot away, and suddenly he realized that this person was Bai Hao.
Bai Hao, the director of Factory No. 9.
He has no airs and is very easy-going. After observing the reactions of everyone here, Zhao Qingguo concluded that Bai Hao is very popular.
But, as the factory director returns to the factory, don’t I need to hand over the work?
Or organize a meeting first to communicate the various situations of the business trip with the people left behind in the factory. This will also help you understand the recent changes in the factory and the work arrangements in the factory.
Zhao Qingguo was confused when he heard the loudspeaker in the factory start shouting: "The factory director has convened a meeting and invited Professor Jiong's group, Professor Wu's group, Professor Feng's group... and the leaders of the first and second groups of the factory.
Chief, leader of Group 13, Group 7 is ready...Director Fu Qiang, go to the main office building, the factory director’s special conference room for an emergency meeting.”
Shout it once, then a second time, and a third time.
Zhao Qingguo could see clearly that most of the people at the door of Zhang Jianguo became extremely serious and left quickly.
In the blink of an eye, the place was empty.
Even those who didn't go to the meeting quickly ran back to their groups and were on standby.
Then, Zhao Qingguo was left behind.
Zhao Qingguo felt uncomfortable all over. He had worked very hard. He tried his best to learn the working methods of Factory 9 and devoted himself wholeheartedly to Factory 9.
But I don’t call myself during the meeting.
An inexplicable feeling of loss arose from the bottom of my heart.
I was feeling uncomfortable when I suddenly saw a staff member running over: "Secretary Zhao, this is a notebook for recording, and this is a pen. Please hurry to the factory director's special conference room for a meeting. The announcer just read too quickly and missed you.
Now, I will criticize the broadcaster later."
Is it true or false.
Zhao Qingguo had no intention of thinking about it and trotted towards the main office building.
Bai Hao's conference room, Zhao Qingguo had never known that such a conference room existed before. He had been running up and down the main office building for many days, but he had never seen it before.
He always thought that the door at the end was the factory director's office.
Only then did I realize that it still opened into a fairly short corridor, and it was the same way from the first floor to the third floor.
When Zhao Qingguo arrived, everyone was already seated.
Bai Hao stood up to greet him: "Secretary Zhao, this is the first time we meet today. Let's have a meeting first. Let's talk after that. Please sit down."
Zhao Qingguo quickly sat down.
Bai Hao held the table with both hands: "Master is not here, let me explain some accounts. I bought some very luxurious things from Pan Yingguo, such as expensive cigars, expensive wine, fine beef, and some seafood.
.There is also a part of Kangaroo Country, and some money was spent, but it doesn’t matter how much it is.”
Zhao Qingguo's first reaction was, is it appropriate to spend money without paying for it?
But having been punished many times, no matter how stupid he is now, he still knows better than to speak. When he does speak, he will scold him.
Bai Hao continued: "As for these things, you can say that I gave them as gifts, or you can say that I sold them. The result is the same. The person who received these things did not pay, but paid for them with the things."
After finishing speaking, Bai Hao pushed a book directly from the table to Wu Qianye.
Wu Qianye understood instantly and threw it directly to the students next to him.
Zhao Qingguo could see clearly that the doctor was very fast and quickly opened the book and pulled out a magnetic strip. A special computer was used to read the magnetic strip, and then the projector placed the image on the screen.
A pile of scrap metal, garbage?
Fu Qiang smiled and said nothing, it seemed that he had received something good again.
Guo Fengxian looked at it carefully, and then looked back at Li Xiaocheng, the leader of the 13th team from the Fifth Engineering Department. Li Xiaocheng said in a low voice: "Although it looks like a pile of scrap metal, it feels like a pile of parts from a Maozi truck."
Scrap metal that got up.”
Zhao Qingguo, open your eyes, then open them wider, and then your eyes will become round...
I still feel like this is just a pile of scrap metal.
What is professionalism?
Jiong Shuisheng took one look and said: "Mao Xiong's Claas heavy truck, from the long axis and the cooling water tank, seems to be different from the ones imported by our Xia Kingdom in the past few years. Isn't it a civilian version?"
Wu Qianye put on his eyes and said, "This thing is a bit interesting."
Bai Hao signaled to change to the next picture.
The moment the picture appeared, half of the people in the conference room stood up.
Although it is still scrap metal, it has some very obvious features, such as six pairs of wheels in the rear, a large engine, and a very obvious half of the front.
"Kamaz Fourth Bridge, Xiaobai, you can do this." Guo Fengxian's eyes widened.
Bai Hao didn't answer and signaled to continue.
The third picture.
Everyone had only one reaction.
Damn it.
If the first two are understandable, the third one feels impossible.
This thing seems to be something that fur bears still use.
"stork"
Even if it is broken, this thing is too easy to distinguish.
Bai Hao then spoke: "The first one is the value of those things I had last time. There were no drawings, but some scrap paper. If you want to make a complete sample, it will take a lot of effort. I can't guarantee that I can secretly get it.
Even if it's shipped back, Bell doesn't think she can bring it back complete."
Complete, no better than these things labeled as scrap steel.
Bai Hao signaled to switch to the second picture.
"Here, they have a big shot asking for 30,000 boxes of real handmade cigars, 30,000 boxes of high-end chocolates, and fine Xifeng wine or the same quality, not less than a hundred tons. There are also scraps that are not very valuable, tens of thousands.
It’s about the beautiful knife. Now, let’s discuss whether we should buy it or not.”
