"Xiao Mu, Xiao Mu, come and see, there is movement on the other side."
The old Uighur greeted Chen Mu and came out to see the convoy across the road.
Chen Mu ran out, watched for a while, saw those people busy as if they were preparing for something, felt that the ribbon-cutting ceremony they mentioned earlier was about to start, and couldn't help but secretly wished them to hit the street as soon as possible.
The Uyghur girl also followed, peering behind Chen Mu.
She had known for a long time that Hanhai Forestry was going to fight against them and opened a forest farm on the opposite side of the road. At this time, seeing such a caravan, she couldn't help but cursed in a low voice: "There is no such business, and they deliberately drive directly opposite us, and Mingming It just means you want to compete with us."
Chen Mu admired the Uyghur girl's sympathy, so he said to the Uyghur girl in a very kind tone: "Don't worry, his forest farm will definitely open soon."
The Uighur girl thought that Chen Mu was just talking angrily, and didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to watch the preparations over there.
After a while, Chen Mu saw the boss of Hanhai Forestry coming out of the crowd, crossing the Xunjiang Highway and walking towards them.
What do you want
Seeing everyone coming over, Chen Mu was upset, but he remained calm on the surface, and raised his hand to say hello: "Mr. Yuan."
Yuan Cheng laughed and said, "Boss Yuan, Brother Chen, come on, today we cut the ribbon for the opening of our forest farm, and I want to invite you to join us and eat two pieces of roast pork."
Chen Mu thought about it seriously, and said: "Mr. Yuan, you are too polite, but this is not good. I am an outsider, and I always feel a little weird to attend your ribbon-cutting ceremony."
Yuan Cheng came over to pull people directly: "Brother Chen, you are welcome, our two forestry farms will be neighbors in the future, everyone should watch over and help each other... Well, maybe we will cooperate again in the future, why are you an outsider?"
Chen Mu seemed to be moved by these words, and said a little embarrassedly: "Mr. Yuan, I am really embarrassed by your words. I am not prepared for this at all. It is not good to go to your ribbon-cutting ceremony empty-handed like this."
Yuan Cheng smiled heartily: "It's okay, it's all about one thing, brother Chen, you don't have to be polite."
From the looks of it, it's impossible not to go.
Chen Mu pondered for a moment, then said shyly, "Okay, then I'll go get some light. Well, Mr. Yuan, wait a moment, I'll go in and get something, and I'll treat it as a gift to congratulate you."
Hearing what Chen Mu said, Yuan Cheng immediately let go and let Chen Mu go into the business office. He also wanted to see what Chen Mu was going to give him.
After a while, Chen Mu came out of the business room, took a pack of Shaqima and stuffed it into Yuan Cheng's hand, and said shyly, "Mr. Yuan, I have nothing to prepare, I can only give you a pack of mine My favorite food is brown sugar sachima, I wish your forest farm a prosperous future."
The muscles in the corners of Yuan Cheng's eyes couldn't help trembling slightly. Seeing this package of congratulatory gifts that he didn't know what it was, he didn't know how to react for a while.
After being dumbfounded for a while, he forced a smile and regained his normal social skills: "Thank you, Brother Chen, you are really caring."
After finishing speaking, he dragged Chen Mu to the opposite side of the road. Before leaving, he greeted the Uyghur old man and the Uyghur girl: "You all come together, there are so many people."
The Uyghur old man and the Uyghur girl didn't move, they just looked at them blankly, with two words written on their faces: "Indifference".
Who wants to see your ribbon-cutting ceremony, I wish you would go out of business tomorrow.
At this moment, the male and female pair that Chen Mu had received yesterday appeared. The two of them satisfactorily finished the breakfast that Ma Yili made for them, and were about to leave.
Seeing the convoy on the opposite road, the man couldn't help asking curiously: "Hey, why are there so many people on the opposite side? What are they doing?"
An old Uyghur man explained: "The forest farm is opening, and a ribbon-cutting ceremony is in progress."
As soon as the woman heard this, she immediately said to the man: "I didn't expect to see these things here, why don't we go and have a look."
The man didn't care, nodded: "Okay, let's go and have a look."
The two of them crossed the road in a hurry, and went to join in the fun together.
The ribbon-cutting ceremony is not big, just pull a ribbon, cut a few thick flowers, after cutting, eat a few pieces of roast pork, and then there are some juggling performances.
At the same time, the engineering team invited by Hanhai Forestry started drilling wells.
When doing business in the desert, the first thing to do is to dig a well. After a well is dug, a house can be built and lived in. Whether it is planting trees or living, water is a must. This is a necessary condition.
They at Hanhai Forestry Co., Ltd. had already made preparations. The drilling equipment of the engineering team had already been set up. After the ribbon-cutting ceremony, they immediately started working, and started to work "chug-chug".
Seeing the engineering team working in full swing, Yuan Cheng walked over to the foreman and asked, "How is it? This well should be fine, right?"
The foreman patted his chest confidently: "No problem, Mr. Yuan, if you have any problems, you can go to our boss to complain to me. Well, we scanned it with a detector beforehand. There is water under here, about sixty meters below s position."
Yuan Cheng asked again: "How long will it take?"
The foreman replied: "An hour."
"So fast?"
"If it is an ordinary household well, it usually takes two to three days, but yours is different. We use a big machine to dig a well, and an hour is not fast."
"good!"
Yuan Cheng was quite satisfied, and it seemed to be much faster than what was agreed before.
Chen Mu has been paying attention to Yuan Cheng's actions, and glanced at the well-drilling machine. He couldn't help calling out the black technology map to look at it. Sure enough, that location was the groundwater layer.
After thinking about it, Chen Mu silently made some changes to the map, then continued eating roasted pork and watching performances.
An hour and a half passed quickly, and the drilling machine was still "chug-chug", but the water did not come out.
Yuan Cheng walked over and asked the foreman suspiciously: "Didn't it be enough for an hour? Why hasn't the water come out yet?"
The foreman also had a question mark face: "This is really strange, we have already drilled to 70 meters, why is there no water yet?"
Yuan Cheng frowned: "Then what should we do now?"
The foreman didn't say a word, he went over to discuss with some people who operated the machine, and then walked back: "Mr. Yuan, maybe another well needs to be dug, but there doesn't seem to be one here."
"How come? Didn't you say it was detected?"
"I don't know, maybe the detector is wrong... Well, it's not 100% accurate, there is always a little margin of error."
"Then... as soon as possible!"
Yuan Cheng was helpless, and the foreman hurriedly called people to continue to move the machine, preparing to start anew.
They used detectors to scan the groundwater layer and selected several locations in order to have a second choice in case they couldn’t get it out, so they quickly moved the machine to another place tens of meters away. After getting ready, the machine started to "chug and chug" again.
The foreman came back and said to Yuan Cheng: "Mr. Yuan, this time we will drill an inch well first to see if there is any water coming out. After we get out, we will make the well bigger."
Yuan Cheng didn't understand these things, he only cared about time: "How long will it take?"
"Half an hour or so should be enough."
"Okay, there should be no problem this time, right?"
The foreman patted his chest again and assured: "It's definitely okay, Mr. Yuan. If you have any problems, you can complain to our boss."