Muya Forestry has been established for more than half a year, and has made a big name in City X. Regardless of the level of sales in the city, at least their reputation for seedling cultivation has been established.
Zooming in a bit further, looking at the entire Xinjiang and Qi province, Muya Forestry has a certain reputation, but it will take a period of time for this reputation to be transformed into real sales.
However, if it goes out of Xinjiang and Qi Province, a company like Muya Forestry will be nothing. After all, it is too small to have any influence on the market at all.
However, recently in Wangxi Province, the name of Muya Forestry quietly appeared on the lips of some people.
The Golden Tripod Clubhouse in L City.
The highest standard private club in the whole city.
Two men were sitting together, drinking wine, smoking cigars, and talking.
"Young Master Gong, you should have heard that Qi Zhaohua has recently taken a fancy to the seedlings of a forestry company called Muya, and it looks like they are going to be used on the Heixia Highway."
It was the fat middle-aged man who spoke.
His ugly appearance makes people feel like there is a big pig's head on his body, and because of his fat and short stature, sitting on the sofa is like a pig curled up there, which is very weird.
However, he was holding a long-legged beauty by his arm. One was beautiful and the other was ugly, and the contrast was sharp. The two of them sitting together created a very powerful visual impact, and they were simply a living version of Beauty and the Beast.
Gong Shao is a slightly younger man, also in his thirties, with the same fat body, but better than the pig-headed middle-aged man who talked. He has short hair on his head, which is dyed gray and gray, matching the flower pattern on his body. Shirt, the whole person has a kind of dandy temperament.
He listened to what the pig-headed middle-aged man said, and nodded: "I heard that, and I sent people to investigate this Muya Forestry Company. It is just a small company that has been established for less than half a year. In the area around City X, business is doing pretty well."
The pig-headed middle-aged man shook his head and sighed softly: "This is really a foreign monk who can recite scriptures. It is obviously the road that we Wangxi took the lead in repairing. This business is for outsiders to share a piece of the pie. What do you think it is?" What's the matter?"
Young Master Gong shook his head and said, "The matter is not settled yet, you don't have to complain now, Old Xu."
The pig-headed middle-aged man chuckled and said, "Young Master Gong, I just want to make a good greeting before the matter is settled. It's really inappropriate for Qi Zhaohua to do this. Someone needs to touch her, so as not to be troubled by the time." If the water flows out of the bowl, it will be very difficult to do business peacefully."
Young Master Gong frowned: "Old Xu, I heard that you have something to do with Deputy Chief Qin. You can ask him to ask about this matter. He can also take care of road construction. of."
The pig-headed middle-aged man said with a bitter face: "Young Master Gong, don't interrupt me. Deputy Chief Qin is on a business trip along the coast for a while, so how can you take care of things here?"
After a slight pause, he lowered his voice a little more, and said, "Young Master Gong, you can do more work if you are capable. The construction of the Heixia Highway... There has always been coordination with the Traffic Department. As long as Gong Shuji can say something, Qi Zhaohua It must be given face."
"Hey… "
Gong Shao showed that it was so, looked at the pig-headed middle-aged man, shook his head and said: "My dad won't care about this matter, he told me a long time ago, and it seems that the day when the provincial governor will change his job ,The less trouble, the better."
The pig-headed middle-aged man suddenly realized that this year he will be re-elected, and Gong Shao's father is about to pass the age limit. If he can't make great strides forward, then he will serve another term, and it is almost time to retire.
Do you still want to move up the position
The pig-headed middle-aged man pondered. He really didn't expect Young Master Gong's father to be so aggressive. He thought he was going to continue working in his current position, but now it seemed that his eyes were also staring upwards.
The pig-headed middle-aged man and Young Master Gong both fell silent, and after a while, Young Master Gong said: "Actually, we don't need to do anything about it. Now that so many forestry companies in Western Province are staring at the Heixia Highway, As long as the wind is released, there are so many people who want to trouble Muya Forestry... Hey, there are more flies biting eggs, so we have room for manipulation, right?"
The pig-headed middle-aged man thought for a while, then sighed softly: "That's the only way... Well, I'm afraid that something will happen, and it will be difficult to end."
Gong Shao snorted coldly: "We're just letting out some rumors. Even if something really happens, we don't need us to end it. What are you worried about?"
The pig-headed middle-aged man didn't say a word, he didn't comment on what Gong Shao said.
Among the businesses released by the government, the biggest ones are naturally large-scale infrastructure projects.
However, not everyone can handle large-scale infrastructure projects. Only companies with qualifications and experience can afford them.
These people can make small troubles, but they dare not take on a big project like this, because once something goes wrong, no matter how hard their back is, they can't handle it, and it will be a matter of losing their heads every minute.
Therefore, they can only focus on the greening projects that come with road construction.
Don't underestimate this kind of greening project, whether it is building roads in the city or in the desert, the profit of this kind of greening project is no less than that of serious large-scale projects.
When the road is built, it needs to be greened, after the road is repaired, it needs to be maintained, and then it needs to be updated in a few years... These are all money.
This is also the reason why he and Gong Shao have done so well in business over the years.
This time, the government of Wangxi Province will take the lead to build a road in the desert, starting from Heiyazi Reservoir, passing through Beizhuokou, going around Aqishan and extending to the southeast, entering Xiabei Province, and reaching Y City directly. It is more than a thousand kilometers, so it is called Heishia Highway.
It is conceivable how large the scale of the greening project is on such a long desert road.
Now that so many forestry companies in the province are staring at this big piece of fat, it's time for the public to rage.
If the rumors are released, some people will definitely not be able to resist. If something happens, it will not end well.
The pig-headed middle-aged man is not worried that Muya Forestry will suffer a loss, but that if things get serious and the government strictly controls the outsourcing of landscaping projects, it may be difficult for him and Gong Shao to get along.
After all, relying on the background behind them for so many years, who doesn't have a piece of stinky shit behind them, when the time comes to really check, if they don't want to be involved, they can only watch this big piece of fat and shout to give up.
…
Muya Forest Farm.
Throughout the day, the female reporter followed Chen Mu and wandered around the forest farm.
During lunch, Chen Mu went to the cafeteria of the research institute to eat, and the female reporter followed along.
She behaved like a curious baby, observing everything she saw, and sometimes taking notes in a small notebook.
After a day, Chen Mu has gradually gotten used to having such a person by his side.
He can do whatever he should, just treat people as transparent.
Of course, when you're tired from work, it's good to take a quick look at it.
While eating, the Uighur girl came over, looked at the female reporter curiously, and asked, "Who is this?"
Last night, the Uighur girl stayed in the research institute until late, and got up late in the morning, so she didn't meet the female reporter face to face, and she didn't know who the female reporter was.
Chen Mu said: "Let me introduce, this is Yu Zijuanyu, the reporter of the provincial publicity department's publicity department, and this is the soul of our Muya Research Institute—Principal Anarguli."
The Uighur girl liked Chen Mu's introduction very much. She felt that she had suddenly become more advanced. After smiling, she greeted the female reporter: "Hello."
The female reporter took a look at the Uighur girl, and said hello generously: "Hello."
Immediately, she took the initiative to ask again: "Mr. Chen, I heard that your Muya Forestry has applied for a patent, and you were even shocked when you even released a high-tech company. Is it that it was developed by Dean Anarguli? ?”
Chen Mu stuffed a chicken leg into his mouth, and nodded solemnly: "That's right, it's her... Well, if you want to interview her, please do whatever you want."
The female reporter immediately put down the food she had just opened and started chatting with the Uighur girl.
After chatting for a while, the Uyghur girl patiently answered the female reporter's questions, until she noticed that her chicken legs somehow got onto Chen Mu's plate, and then she couldn't help but glared at Chen Mu, and then looked for He made an excuse that he had something to discuss with his colleagues, and quickly moved his seat to another table.
Chen Mu ate two chicken legs in a row, still a little bit unsatisfied, sipped his fingers, and glanced at the big chicken legs on the female reporter's plate.
Today's chicken legs are smoked, and each person is only allowed to have one, even his boss is no exception.
So after sipping your fingers, you can only lower your head obediently and continue to eat
It happened that his behavior was noticed by the female reporter. The female reporter smiled and took the initiative to pick up the chicken leg on her plate and put it on Chen Mu's plate.
"Oh, how embarrassing this is, Reporter Yu, you eat, our smoked chicken legs here are very delicious, try it."
"Mr. Chen, eat it, I don't like chicken legs."
"Oh, that's right, then I'm not going to be polite."
Chen Mu pretended to be polite, and finally ate the chicken drumstick happily.
The scene where the female reporter picked up the chicken legs for Chen Mu happened to be seen by the Uighur girl at the other table.
She looked at Chen Mu with a sweet smile, and ate the chicken legs with big mouthfuls, while the female reporter smiled and watched the scene of Chen Mu eating the chicken legs. Zhu slightly beeped, and murmured: "Anyone dares to eat chicken legs, I really don't know self-respect at all."