Factory No. 9 is, after all, a factory focusing on industry, heavy industry, and electronics.
What's more, agricultural products need to be worked on from the fields. How can the Ninth Factory care about such details?
Earning a management fee is enough for Factory No. 9.
Not to mention people who couldn't see this clearly, even Xia Shi's reporters were curious. After turning off the microphone and camera, they also curiously asked: "Vegetables were sold out in an hour on the plane. I heard that there is a huge demand over there."
It’s very big. Factory 9’s attitude makes us very curious.”
"Ah, our factory director said that we must always help more people become rich."
The reporter was greatly moved: "Director Bai should be a model worker this year."
Ouyang Qianqian knew in his heart that Bai Hao didn't care about this small profit. What he wanted to earn was monopoly high profit income.
For example, a fat house and water are exchanged for an airplane.
Or maybe it was something that even Ouyang Qianqian, a team leader of the Ninth Factory, didn't know about.
Like what?
This is Bai Hao's Zenith Star plan.
At this time, Bai Hao was in the Tianshan Construction Column, not in the office, on the farm, or in the pastoral area, but in a train station parking area belonging to the Tianshan Construction Column.
In front of Bai Hao was a row of oil tank trucks.
The kind of oil tanker that's pulled on trains.
Behind Bai Hao, there were many people standing.
Jiang Chengjie and Ding Er of the Tianshan Construction Column.
Zhou Yunxiang, the deputy director from Aviation City.
The second of the three major hegemons in Iron Boss are Iron Deputy Lu Ronghua and Wang Hongru.
Wu Qingdao and Tang Baobao of Ninth Factory.
As well as Xu Zhengyang, Gao Long and others.
Bai Hao held an iron rod and was knocking on the oil cans one after another.
Finally, I hit one with a different sound.
The sound of an oil tank filled with oil and an oil tank filled with nitrogen is definitely different.
Bai Hao turned around.
Xu Zhengyang stepped forward, took the iron rod, and knocked it a few times, and then knocked a few cans next to it.
"Well, that should be it."
This is a list of crude oil imported from the Bear Country, and the documents indicate that it is debt-free.
Debt is socks, hats, and scarves.
Gloves, work clothes, etc. used by oil workers in Mao Xiong Country.
If they don't have money to pay, they give them gas.
Bai Hao scratched the hair beside his ears, put his hands in his pockets and looked up.
Ding Er couldn't help it anymore: "Don't be so pretentious. All these people came here just for a few cans of oil. Who would believe it? In this place, even if a fly comes in, they will check three generations of their ancestors. Tell me."
Bai Hao took out the cigarette by the way, but before he could bite it, Xu Zhengyang reached out and snatched it away: "Here's the oil."
"Ah, um."
Bai Hao responded and said, "There is a legend."
This was interesting, and everyone couldn't help but come closer.
Bai Hao continued: "There is such a legend. Mao Xiong once had a prototype that had never been tested. Because he and the beautiful country failed in the competition to catch the jade rabbit, one of their plans was forced to stop and everything was destroyed.
According to the information, those involved were exiled to the Arctic to dig stones.”
Only one person understood it.
The rest of the people had no idea what Bai Hao was talking about.
The person who understands is Zhou Yunxiang!
Zhou Yunxiang asked: "You mean it was not destroyed?"
Bai Hao shook his head: "I don't know, but what I do know is that money can make all the difference. I originally planned to give the Bear Man a big gift at the end of the year, but because of a little accident, Bell let it slip.
So the Bear Man regarded this gift as a business. A large number of donkeys, horse leather goods, clothes, and many expensive watches."
Zhou Yunxiang asked again: "What's in this?"
"The Zentraedi Project."
"What is the Zentraedi Project?"
"It's a very big plan. Let's talk about a small part of the first phase of this plan first. The price negotiated by Bell is for five hundred high imitation donkeys or horse belts to be exchanged for one person. Someone in Mao Xiong will arrange it. The man who was sent to the North Pole to dig rocks, this one, disappeared!"
"Then, one of them asked for five kilograms of gold, and I agreed. Then there was this, which was said to be something that had been destroyed back then. It was dug out of a mine a hundred meters deep. It was very corroded. Seriously, in order to protect it from damage, it was filled with nitrogen and put into the tanker."
Bai Hao still wanted to smoke, but Xu Zhengyang stared at him as soon as he took the cigarette.
Very helpless.
I had no choice but to put down my cigarette and continue talking: "The price of these things is calculated separately, they are very expensive. However, the bear and I both had the same idea, so we picked up a box. No one knew what was in it. The person who sold the box had already collected the money." Now, what the buyer of the box finds when he opens it, whether he makes a profit or a loss, whether the person who buys the box is happy or disappointed, has nothing to do with the person who sells the box."
"So, Dongyuan University has an additional major called ancient book restoration major."
"This is the Zentraedi Project. I am constantly looking for boxes that the bear is willing to sell. Even the bear does not know what is in the box. It is my pleasure to open the box. There are countless such boxes for the current bear. , now some people in an Arctic mine already have milk and meat to eat."
Zhou Yunxiang completely understood: "Because they know where the box is buried, or they can provide clues. In fact, the things in this box are what those people once put them in."
"right."
Bai Hao gave an affirmative answer.
This is the Zentraedi Project.
After leaving the train parking area and returning to the office building, Bai Hao could finally light up his cigarette.
Wu Qingdao said from the side: "I'm still addicted to smoking in my junior year."
"Stress, nervousness, headache, panic, recently a little hypoglycemia, a little mild insomnia, and..."
"Stop, stop." Wu Qingdao didn't want to hear what Bai Hao said.
Several people nearby also laughed non-stop.
After sitting down in the office, Bai Hao spoke: "Deputy Zhou, lend me a few people."
"Yes." Zhou Yunxiang agreed without hesitation.
"Then I'll order someone?"
"become."
"Li Fusheng, although he is a skilled worker, he has been working for you for many years and has experience. Of course, my master is old, and it is a favor to have his son by his side."
"Sure." Zhou Yunxiang replied with the same word.
Bai Hao continued: "Pang Yuanchao, Liu Hongmei."
"Yes, OK." This time Zhou Yunxiang hesitated but agreed.
"Otherwise, I would like to recommend a few young people to come to Dongyuan University and become teachers in the field of ancient book restoration."
Zhou Yunxiang couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, I'll pick a few for you."
Bai Hao turned to look at Xu Zhengyang: "Zhengyang, do you think about picking up people and picking up boxes?"
Xu Zhengyang nodded: "There is Gao Long."
"OK."
Lu Ronghua, one of Tie Lao Da's three top leaders, spoke up: "I'll help you transport it. I'll go back and find an excuse to see if there's a suitable location from Jingzhao South Station and I'll give you a line."
