industrial overlord

Chapter 492 Open

Today's Chu Hongyang is no longer the old-fashioned old mao who has never seen the world.In the past 10 years, he and his wife Schumann have been in charge of Hanhua's foreign market development. They have traveled all over the world. It can be said that they have been everywhere except Antarctica. Not only has their vision broadened, but their minds are also very open.Because of this, he blurted out and recommended Venezuela's Miss World to a group of domestic business executives, causing everyone's glasses to drop.

However, China in 1995 was no longer the conservative and closed state of the past. Topics such as beauty pageants, red-light districts, and sexual liberation were no longer taboo among the people.People like Huang Qingyu and Gao Decai pretended to be dogs when they were in China, and they were easy to be unsmiling, but since they went abroad and Lin Zhenhua was blocking bullets in front of them, they were also happy to indulge themselves, so they followed suit one after another. Chu Hongyang's words said:

"Okay, okay, Xiao Chu, you have to arrange for us to see Miss World's performance."

"Hongyang, at this banquet, can we find a few Miss Worlds to pour wine for everyone?"

"That's right, that's right, we don't make mistakes in our style of life, it's okay just to open our eyes, it's also a need to connect with the world."

Chu Hongyang didn't expect his joke to cause so much trouble, so he quickly slapped himself and took back what he just said: "Leaders, please don't embarrass me. Look, my immediate boss is still here. If he thinks that we are not doing business all day long and are engaging in extravagance and corruption here, I will be in trouble."

The immediate boss that Chu Hongyang was talking about was naturally referring to Lin Zhenhua. His purpose of saying this was also to let Lin Zhenhua set the tone and see if he wanted to arrange some sideshows for these corporate executives.Before Lin Zhenhua could say anything, Huang Qingyu said with a smile: "Xiao Chu, you are wrong. The one who needs to arrange a few Miss Worlds is Boss Lin. Lao Gao and I are old men. He has the heart but not the strength, but Xiao Lin is full of blood, so he needs it."

Lin Zhenhua also smiled and said: "Director Huang, you are leading me into a pit, you want me to make mistakes?"

Huang Qingyu said disdainfully: "What mistake did you make? Now it's not the same as in the past. Who cares about your life style? You are not the same as us. You have one foot outside the system, even if you make some style mistakes. , and no one can control you. On the contrary, those of us who are purely inside the system must be careful not to be caught by the pigtails."

Hearing Huang Qingyu's words, Lin Zhenhua's heart ached for no reason, and for some reason, he thought of He Lan with tears in his eyes.He gave a wry smile and said, "Director Huang, don't make fun of me. I'm a model husband. Besides, do you know that Hongyang and I are young and are very familiar with my wife Yang Xin? My family asked my wife to read me a book, and I had to kneel down on the steel plate. I think that Director Huang and Director Gao need to open their horizons. Life is too short. That's too late."

"Haha, I like to hear Xiao Lin's words, Hongyang, did you hear that, Xiao Lin has already explained, you can make arrangements for everyone." Gao Decai said to Chu Hongyang with a laugh.

"Okay then, I will definitely satisfy all the leaders." Chu Hongyang laughed.

He said it was to make some arrangements, but Chu Hongyang also had his own sense of propriety, and he definitely couldn't do things like digging into a small dark room.Inviting a few models to accompany the wine, so that everyone can enjoy the eye addiction, is a harmless thing.Venezuela has a long tradition of cultivating Miss World. There are many young girls with good looks and temperament in various modeling schools. They often appear on the stage to participate in some paid commercial activities. That is also their profession, isn't it?Chu Hongyang can't afford to invite those who have already been named Miss World, and there is no need to invite them. It is not difficult to find a few prospective Miss World.

Huang Qingyu, Gao Decai and the others asked Chu Hongyang to arrange beauties in such an undisguised manner. On the one hand, it was naturally caused by hormones, and there was indeed a need for beauty hunting; .They have no chance of the "four irons" passed down by later generations, carrying guns, going to the countryside, and distributing spoils, and the remaining one must be tried anyway.A few elders get together to comment on beautiful women, even if they just look at them but don't touch them, they can quickly bring the relationship to a new level.

In addition, this time they came with them, in addition to the CEOs of various companies, there were also officials from the Petroleum Corporation and the Ministry of Foreign Trade. Although they were all small department-level cadres, everyone should take care of their emotions.Who said that government officials don't like Fengyue places?
The bus drove along the highway from the airport to the capital Caracas, and the tropical scenery of South America along the way was dizzying.Chu Hongyang sat with Lin Zhenhua and introduced to him the details of this project negotiation and the business ideas for the next step along the way.Lin Zhenhua nodded frequently, expressing his satisfaction with the work of Chu Hongyang's team.

"Many countries in South America are currently in deep financial crisis. On the one hand, they hope to revitalize their industries, but on the other hand they lack funds. This is a very serious contradiction. We have cooperated with the local governments and local governments in Brazil, Argentina, Peru, and Chile. Enterprises have contacted us, and they are very interested in our equipment, but the biggest obstacle is lack of money." Chu Hongyang introduced.

"It doesn't matter if you lack money, you can exchange things." Lin Zhenhua said, "South America has more resources than Africa. As long as they are willing to exchange resources, we can engage in barter trade with them."

"Zhenhua, which resources do you think are more valuable?" Chu Hongyang asked.

Lin Zhenhua said: "I didn't make it clear at the time. Later, I will ask Xiang Zhe to arrange a search to see the characteristics of resources in South America. As far as I am concerned, there are copper mines and iron mines in Peru, and there are also copper mines in Chile. , timber from Brazil, yes, and agricultural products, especially soybeans.”

"Soybean?" Monk Chu Hongyang and Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, "Don't we also produce soybeans in China? The Northeast, I heard, is the hometown of soybeans."

Lin Zhenhua shook his head and said, "I originally thought the same way, so when I was in Northeast China last year, I specifically asked the local officials about this matter, and the result was completely different from what I imagined."

As we said before, Lin Zhenhua was also a hot-blooded angry youth before time travel, and he liked to read some "insider" articles on the Internet.He remembered that a reporter once wrote a very sensational article called "The Death of Soybeans", which mainly meant that Northeast China is the hometown of soybeans, and several soybeans are exported every year. As a result, for some reason, By the time of the 21st century, China will instead import soybeans, and each import will be tens of millions of tons.

For this phenomenon, the reporter's explanation is of course the government's short-sightedness, policy mistakes, foreign conspiracy, Chinese mentally retarded and deceived, etc. All in all, in a word, China's soybean industry has been squeezed by foreign soybeans, and its glory is no longer.When Lin Zhenhua read these articles back then, he was also filled with righteous indignation, and he had to follow the posts to scold the street.

In this life, Lin Zhenhua had the opportunity to come to the Northeast with a relatively high position, and personally communicated with the local agricultural officials. After chatting, he realized that this was not the case at all.

It is true that Northeast China is the hometown of soybeans.But before 1980, the peak annual soybean production in China was only 1200 million tons, a figure that appeared in the 50s.After entering the 60s, due to the one-sided emphasis on grain as the key link, the sown area of ​​soybeans in China continued to decline, and the output in 1980 was only 794 million tons.After the reform and opening up, soybean planting resumed, coupled with technological progress, by 1993, China's soybean production had increased to 1531 million tons, which was nearly double that of 1980.Since then, until the 2st century, China's soybean production has not fallen below this level, and it can even reach more than 21 million tons in peak years.

That is to say, no matter in terms of planting area or total output, there is no such thing as the problem of the soybean industry being overwhelmed by foreigners. The reporter's sensational remarks are actually pure hearsay and his own imagination.However, this cannot be blamed on the journalists. Chinese journalists are originally liberal arts students. It is better to count on them to be more reliable than to count on them to be able to climb trees.

Since the production of soybeans has not decreased, why does China's soybeans change from a net export to a net import?The answer is actually very simple. You just need to go to the kitchens of ordinary people and you will know that the annual consumption of soybean oil and soybean products by the Chinese has increased several times compared with that in 1980.Originally, 800 million tons of soybeans could still be exported, but now 1800 million tons of soybeans need to be imported an additional 5000 million tons. The difference between the import and export results in fat paper all over the street.

What is wrong with importing soybeans to improve people's lives and make more people fat?

"Do you still remember the boiled fish I made for you back then?" Speaking of soybean oil, Lin Zhenhua recalled the past and asked Chu Hongyang with a smile.

"How can I not remember!" Chu Hongyang's eyes were full of fascination, "Back then, eating the boiled fish you made was simply delicious that I had never tasted in my life. Zhenhua, you don't know, I have I’ve traveled to so many countries, and I’ve had state banquets many times, but I just can’t find the feeling of eating your boiled fish back then.”

Lin Zhenhua said: "Of course. Back then, a resident only supplied half a catty of cooking oil a month. Who would be willing to use a pot of oil to cook fish? If I hadn't made some money and could afford black market oil, I would have Don’t dare to boil fish. For the waste of oil, Xiaofang often fights with me.”

"Time flies so fast." Chu Hongyang said with emotion, "Zhenhua, I think all the changes started when you came back from the army. Since then, our food has gotten better and better. There are more and more, and the world is getting bigger and bigger. Sometimes I think, if it weren’t for you, maybe I’m still living in Fenghua County, and I don’t even dare to buy expensive cigarettes.”

"Uh... I don't think it should be attributed to me, right?" This time it was Lin Zhenhua's turn to have black lines all over his head.It was the policy of reform and opening up that changed the fate of countless people. In any case, this credit should go to Xiaoping, right?When did Lin Zhenhua become the chief architect of reform and opening up?
　For the soybean data, everyone is welcome to verify it, and everyone is welcome to use the data to slap me in the face.Regarding the statement that foreign soybeans overwhelm Chinese soybeans, I have seen it in countless articles.I wondered, is it so difficult to check a piece of data?Bricks don't know how to count, and hooligans can't stop them.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)