Intelligent Industrial Empire

"President Ren, I don't think these are problems. But the problem now is that the other party has said so clearly that they feel very reasonable about our proposal. For them to agree, we have to agree to help improve their agricultural production level and solve them. The vast majority of food relies on international aid and imports..." Zhao Jinrui has always said little.

But for the Maoist government's increasingly excessive demands, he felt that there was simply no way to endure it.

Yun's Holdings is a high-tech company. If you want to help them build factories or something, there is no problem, but let them help solve agricultural problems. Isn't it the wrong person?The other party should turn to China's Ministry of Agriculture, not Yun Holdings.

The feeling is that these grandsons are dependent on their company.

"What's the difficulty with this? Just throw it back and let the boss deal with it." Ren Zhiguo said unheard of.

They can't solve it, the boss Yun Fei can definitely solve it.

"It needs money. Mr. Ren, even if it is imported food, it will cost hundreds of millions of dollars a year? They are ruining us. If this agreement is put back, the boss still has to kill us all?" In Africa , The most worthless is human life.

"Nothing. With our boss's character that can squeeze oil out of the stone by plucking hair, maybe he can find a way to make money from it. Besides, everything about the Maoist government depends on it anyway. With their ore support, the more they owe our company, the better." Ren Zhiguo smiled.

Although he has no idea how Yunfei can make money in this, at least he knows that if Mauritania wants to import food from China through Yun's Holdings, the price will definitely be much higher than that in the international market.

Anyway, this is not the first time they have done this kind of thing. These years, Li Lu's people have been dumping the decayed old grains of the national grain depot to North Korea.The North Koreans can eat it, but the Mauritanias can eat it too.Although the taste of the old grains is not very good, the nutritional value is not too high, but for the hungry Mauritanian people, it will definitely be a very good choice.

After all, this country is also a country dominated by rice.

With the pit-man technology of those black-hearted grain merchants in China, even ten years of aged rice, after several processing, can definitely be made to be similar to new rice. Relying on the Maoist blacks and Black Moor slaves who eat relief food, as long as they can fill up Do you care about bad taste?

"Although it is said that, where does our boss get the money?" Wu Fan felt that Ren Zhiguo was too nonsense.

"Just fax this contract back. If the boss finds our troubles, I will take care of it. Besides, I am the person in charge here. According to the character of our boss, there will be no problems. I'm looking for you. Xiao Cui, you have a good relationship with the people in our country's office here, so you can get some information about all aspects of this country from them. Don't patronize the sister paper in the office all day... "Ren Zhiguo feels that there is no need to entangle this matter anymore.

Even if Yun Fei does not do this kind of thing, would a black-hearted lady boss like Li Lu not do it?

Anyway, China will never lack old grain.From the beginning of getting to know Yunfei, Li Lu went to the former Soviet Union. Then, in North Korea, she would never mind having another Mauritania, or even selling Chen Liang to the entire Africa. Li Lu would not mind.

Unfortunately, there are too many feed factories in China, and the two sides often have to fight over the supply of goods.

"Mr. Ren, I approached Tian Tian just to inquire about the information..." Although Cui Haoyuan explained this matter countless times, he would never admit that he used his working hours to get to the newcomer of the China Office in Mauritania. The clerk girl not long ago made paper.

"Okay, don't be nonsense, as long as you get things done, no one cares about your business. In addition, the barracks of our security company chose to be next to the office, and the company's headquarters was built next to it. Go there. Let's talk to Major Zhong Yu by the way. Let them be prepared. "When I came here, there was nothing. The hotel I was staying in was not very convenient for water, and Ren Zhiguo was not used to it.

I'm used to staying in Rongcheng, and I really don't have a good impression on this side.

Of course, this country is not at all lovely.At least those slave girls from Blackmore are very good. Ren Zhiguo felt that if Wang Qingfeng's grandson came here, he would never want to go back.

Here is a paradise for rich men.

It is perfectly possible to build a luxurious villa, and then buy hundreds of beautiful and sexy black Moor female slaves, let them work in the villa without clothes, and XXOO with whomever they want.You can be where you want.This is definitely something that the emperor could enjoy before.

Unfortunately, Wang Qingfeng's grandson is busy making money in China these days.

Ren Zhiguo was very jealous of Yun Fei's days when he could sleep together, not enough. Liang Ke, although she was not interested in men before, was saved by herself, but now she is definitely an out-and-out beauty.

Here, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, Ren Zhiguo is not a gentleman.The only shortcoming is that there is no such friend as Wang Qingfeng here, it is really hard to get up alone.If it hadn’t been known that Wang Qingfeng’s boudoir Zi Xin had such a relationship with Yun Fei, Ren Zhiguo would definitely send a telegram to Wang Qingfeng to let him come here to experience that the emperor could enjoy life before.

After Wang Qingfeng knew such a good place, would he not want to come here?

This may?

I haven’t seen this grandson following Yun Fei’s ass these days, inquiring about the situation in Mauritania. Yun Fei has been extremely impatient with Yun Fei. If it wasn’t for his daughter’s sake, Yun Fei. It is estimated that he kicked the guy back to Huadu with a single kick.

This grandson is purely idle.

"Boss, Mr. Wang is here again..." Yun Fei has been having a headache these days. What is the situation on the research institute? Since Deng Lanqing was forced to push back, he has never dared to go to the research institute again. People come to report to him.Deng Lanqing had applied for several times, and wanted to report to him. Thinking of this woman's sturdiness, would Yun Fei dare to see her?

The first enrollment work of September 1st University has already begun. Countless people are squeezing their heads in the recruitment of graduate students. However, there are only less than one hundred candidates for more than ten majors in the four faculties and departments of Yun's Holdings, but three applicants More than a thousand people, almost three hundred to one ratio.This is not the time for the unified national examination, but for the Jiuyi Research Institute to take the examination.This is independent enrollment in the true sense.

Most of the graduate students recruited by other research institutes only look at their grades.But the Jiuyi Research Institute is different. It depends on personal ability and the recommendation of university counselors.

Of course, what bothers Yun Fei the most is not that the school is not easy to decide, but that almost all the people who can be selected are from dozens of universities in Rongcheng.After all, the postgraduate internships of several universities in Chengdu are all in the September 1st Research Institute.

What annoys Yun Fei even more is that few of their undergraduates have signed up.

In the first academic year, dozens of majors in mechanical automation, electronics, computer, aircraft design and manufacturing, materials, management engineering, etc. are expected to enroll 1,200 students. According to the situation received by the school, there are only more than 200 nationwide. People apply for their school.

It is one thing to want to work in a subsidiary company of Yun's Holdings, and another thing to go to their school.

Yun Fei once said that even if there is only one student applying for their school, it will still run.

At this moment, it seems that this has really been fulfilled. How can he not make his boss upset?After all, these years, domestic private universities are desperately making money, generally for those children who do not study well and have a few small money in the family.

Whoever will get the three expensive books with good grades?

In the first enrollment of September 1st University, there were only more than two hundred applicants. According to Yunfei’s initial requirements, they were classified into the second category of undergraduates, but they were able to admit students with a score exceeding the key line. This is really a bit Hanging.

How can this not let Boss Yun Da, who has called himself honorary principal, be unwilling?

In addition, Wang Qingfeng's grandson didn't know where he came out, so Yunfei had to get him some business in Africa. How could Yunfei not become popular?

"Tell him, no..." Yun Fei rubbed his swollen head, really didn't want to see Wang Qingfeng's grandson.

This grandson belongs to the crow.

"Oh, I said, grandpa, is there anyone like you? Didn't it mean you drank two taels of your one million catties of 100-year-old Pu'er yesterday? Are you so?" Park Yanji hasn't answered yet, Wang Qingfeng's owed one A smiling face appeared by the door.

"Lao Wang, it's okay to point your face? Who is your uncle? Do you know that our uncle here refers to your aunt's husband? Don't say you don't have an aunt, but you have. I can't bear it at that age!" Yun I really endured enough noise pollution from this guy.

"Really? Yun Fei, let me tell you, don’t deny it, my daughter is pregnant, and I have a baby these few days. Do you dare to say that it’s not your kind? Well, Yan Ji, why don’t you have any eyesight? Hurry up and make me a cup of tea. Even though the Pu'er tasted bad yesterday, you can make it. I don't want to make a fool of myself..." Wang Qingfeng released a news that made Yun Fei stunned.

Wang Zixin is pregnant again?

If this is really the case, can you still live this life in the future?

When the time comes, can Wang Qingfeng, an old thing, not continue to harm himself?

"Pharaoh, what are you saying is true?" Yun Fei asked Wang Qingfeng with an embarrassed expression, ignoring his heartache at the moment.

"Do you think I am using this thing to fool you? My daughter took 50 million from me a few days ago, saying that she was going to buy a family property for her son..." Wang Qingfeng's words completely made Yun Fei stunned.