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Chapter 1077: Jiang Zhijun who accompanies the wine

Yang Rui had to press his hands down and smiled and said, "Don't worry, we are training more and more people, and the operation time is getting faster and faster. We won't let everyone wait too long."

"Who bought thousands of embryos in one go?"

"I'm not very clear about this. The embryos from our Haidian District Genetic Engineering Laboratory have basically been cleared. Everyone should ask Zhike Biotechnology Service Co., Ltd. for inquiries." Yang Rui replied with a smile.

Everyone didn't believe it, and some even shouted: "Who doesn't know that Zhike is the tertiary company of your Haidian District Genetic Engineering Laboratory!"

Yang Rui didn't think it was annoyed, and still smiled, saying, "You really don't know that Zhike is indeed not our tertiary industry company. Everyone, you have also seen that for embryo transfer, there must be more than a dozen or even dozens of veterinarians and related service personnel. Our Haidian District Genetic Engineering Laboratory has 8 researchers, and even if there are 80 researchers, I can't hire a veterinarian or something. Therefore, our embryos are cleaned up to Zhike and let them serve you."

Yang Rui said so clearly, in order to clear the relationship between the genetic engineering laboratory and Zhike.

After all, people have just begun to be baptized by the market tide. Most people bought it after Yang Rui said this, but everyone did not disperse. On the contrary, more and more farm cadres who received the news came from the backyard to the front door, and newcomers also stood under the blackboard in front of the door, tilting their necks to watch, and the discussion became louder and louder.

Gradually, the most popular issue was raised.

"The price will not increase again."

"Impossible."

"It's really rising? Do you still buy it?"

"We definitely won't buy it anymore, are you still buying it?"

"I won't buy it anymore. At this price, we don't want to buy it."

"What are you doing if you don't buy it?"

"Then what are you doing while standing?"

"Whoever buys is the beast."

"Hey, is there anyone who says that? I just don't buy it, and you can buy cheap ones?"

"I don't care whether you buy it or not. I don't like to look at your face."

The door was messy, but most of everyone's attention was still on Yang Rui.

There is no way, no matter which company it is, it will think it is expensive.

At such a price, it is only cost-effective to earn foreign exchange when exporting to earn foreign exchange. But what if you cannot earn foreign exchange when exporting to earn foreign exchange? The price of domestic farm products is not high, and the sales volume of beef is even lower. If you digest it yourself in China, it will become a pure loss.

In the chaos, Yang Rui clearly saw Jiang Zhijun's figure slipping in along the wall and then silently slipping out.

"I really can't decide the price of Zhike for sale." Yang Rui sighed and said, "If you want to talk, you should find Zhike's general manager."

As he said that, Yang Rui pointed at Jiang Zhijun's figure without hesitation.

Someone turned around and immediately shouted in surprise: "Oh, General Manager Jiang is here."

"Mr. Jiang!"

"General Manager Jiang!"

At least more than half of the people ran towards Jiang Zhijun.

Jiang Zhijun had just had lunch and drank a lot of alcohol. He thought he couldn't get up even if he didn't run out, but was pulled back by a group of strong farm cadres.

Yang Rui was so angry that he was revenge and said, "Everyone, everyone, let's talk to Mr. Jiang. Our laboratory is really just a researcher."

Of course, everyone didn't believe it, but the circle was still a little loose.

In today's world, the state units responsible for production are out of stock, and private companies are reselling each other is common. It is actually reasonable to say that Zhike has brought out all the goods from the genetic engineering laboratory.

It's like many steel factories, although the warehouses are filled with steel ingots, they have been completely picked up. Not all the manufacturers buy their goods. Countless tyrants waved their orders and looked for hair growth everywhere. The steel in the plan that costs more than 2,000 yuan per ton was turned into 4,5,600, and countless.

Still surrounded Yang Rui, there were some farm representatives who wanted to donate. However, this was nothing more than a replay of the old tune, and Yang Rui also smiled and rejected it one by one.

After more than ten minutes of this, Yang Rui made a gesture to look at his watch and claimed the crime: "Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm really embarrassed. It's time for class. Let me go to school first. Let's talk about it another day? How about it?"

Standing opposite Yang Rui was an old cadre in his fifties. He was a little confused. He had heard of alcohol, meetings, and urine. Class escape was obviously too fresh for him, so the old cadre asked involuntarily: "What class is taken? Director Yang still has to go to school?"

"See what you said, even if I am a junior, I can't skip classes every day, right? I was caught by the teacher and I had to scold you. Okay, everyone, I'll go back." As he said that, Yang Rui separated the crowd with great force, rushed to the shed in front, pushed out his bicycle, and rode fast to the school.

The old cadre stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void before he woke up and said, "Yang Rui is still a student."

"Yes, I forgot."

"You said they are all college students. Why are the two from our unit so unsatisfactory? If they also get an embryo transfer technology, we still have to come to Beijing in the middle of winter?"

"Can the college students you want be comparable to those of Peking University?"

"See what you said, all the students at Peking University are like Yang Rui? Why don't I believe it?"

While the conversation was over, several people crowded to Jiang Zhijun again. After talking about prices, they invited dinner again as usual.

Jiang Zhijun, who was half drunk, agreed "reluctantly". The current situation is that the price of embryo transfer has risen, but there are not many small farms willing to pay for 3,000 yuan. Anyway, the contract of China Animal Husbandry will take one month, so everyone will bargain during this period. Correspondingly, Jiang Zhijun is unwilling to lower the price that he finally raised, and the so-called price without market appeared.

In order to solve this problem, officials from major farms took out the liver tested by alcohol, and Jiang Zhijun also took out the liver tested by alcohol. The liver was covered with blood and yellow, and they collided without any fancy stands in various guesthouses and hotels in the capital.

In the evening, Jiang Zhijun staggered back home, opened the door, and stumbled on the sofa, and was so tired that he couldn't remember to get up.

Du Manxue walked out quickly when she heard the sound. Seeing her husband like this, she was so angry that she was not angry. But she still struggled to turn him over and hurriedly brought hot water over. While helping Jiang Zhijun wash his face, she complained: "Why are you drinking like this again? Why did you promise me a few days ago? If you drink like this, we mother and I will go back to Guangzhou. Let's get drunk alone in the capital. Tell me, don't drink it when you are about to get drunk. What should I do if I have to drink it? "

"You don't understand, you don't understand." Jiang Zhijun forced his eyes to open, supported his body with an arm, and said swayingly: "How can you not drink alcohol when talking about business? Alcohol is character. If you have bad character, how can others talk about business with you, so this... this is a circle..."

Jiang Zhijun used another way to draw circles and drew them very seriously.

"I see the knot in your head." Du Manxue was so angry that she wiped Jiang Zhijun's hands and face clean, then took off his coat and shoes with all her strength, threw him on the sofa, ready to go back to bed.

Jiang Zhijun opened his eyes at this time, grabbed Du Manxue's arm, and said, "Don't leave, stay with me for a while, stay with me for a while."

Looking at Jiang Zhijun's muttering expression, Du Manxue softened her heart and sat next to the sofa, still speaking stiffly: "What are you with you? Why don't you let the drinkers accompany you? I'll just stay in the wine jar."

"You think I love drinking. I'm so old, I can't drink it." Jiang Zhijun rubbed his wife's thigh with his face, looking like a drunk cat scratching her.

Du Manxue was itchy all over his body and pushed it away, saying, "It's not what you said. Is the technology I got from Yang Rui very easy to sell? I also said that supply is in short supply? What else do you drink? I think you are just greedy for wine and you don't have any wine to find wine."

"Supply shortage depends on the price." Jiang Zhijun hummed twice, lay down flat, and said, "If it is 2,000 yuan, it is in short supply. I will announce the price today and will be snatched up tomorrow. 2,500 is easy to sell, I sleep in the office... Um... I'll do one, um, I'll sign one, I can sell it for ten days and half a month."

Jiang Jun took a breath, opened his eyes, and said with a bright look: "I want to sell 3,000 yuan, the ones that are long-term, and I have basically sold out all the remaining ones in the past two months, but what should I do if the rest? I have to talk about it one by one? I have to drink it one by one."

Speaking of this, Jiang Zhijun's eyes became muddy again and became drunk.

Du Manxue felt distressed when she heard this and frowned: "Aren't your purchase price only more than 1,000 points? Isn't it enough to sell it for 3,000 yuan?"

Jiang Zhijun raised his head, looked at Du Manxue, and said seriously: "Manxue, I am not taking care of work for the public, I am making money for our own family. 2500 to 3000, but 500 yuan, and the four families share the money. It means that if we sell an embryo, our family will earn 125 yuan less."

"You're drunk and you're very quick to settle the score." Du Manxue pushed Jiang Zhijun, bit his lip with his teeth, and said, "I would rather not make this 125 yuan than want you to get drunk every day."

"This is not 125 yuan." Jiang Zhijun turned over and said in a speechless manner: "The Chinese Animal Husbandry took away 10,000, Lugou Bridge took away 6,000, Qing Mu took away 8,000, Huaixi took away more than 2,000, Dongnong wanted to go away 1,500...the remaining five or six thousand are still there."

The nearly 3,000 Symental cattle in China's Animal Husbandry can provide about 30,000 embryos. After embryo segmentation and other steps, if the survival rate of 50%, then 30,000 calves can be obtained. But in fact, the researchers in the Genetic Engineering Laboratory have practiced thousands of eggs and the success rate has exceeded 70%. The number of calves they finally obtained must be more than 35,000. If they are lucky, it is possible to reach 40,000.

The rest is the big part of Zhike Bio Services Co., Ltd.'s profit.

Jiang Zhijun was busy with the money every day. When he fell asleep, he couldn't stop murmuring: "Four or five thousand, one hundred and twenty-five, how can I let it go? I'll drink you all over, and I'll drink you to death."

Du Manxue was both funny and touched, and more shocked. She had gone into business with Jiang Zhijun for a long time, and had seen a lot of money, but she only heard that she had earned 500,000 or 600,000 yuan and never saw her.

"Old Jiang." Du Manxue pushed Jiang Zhijun and wanted to ask more questions, but what he got was a dull snoring.

"Old Jiang?" Du Manxue pushed Jiang Zhijun again.

This time, Jiang Zhijun's snoring became louder.

Du Manxue had no choice but to get up helplessly, thought for a while, went back to the bedroom, took out the quilt and pillow, and helped Jiang Zhijun take off his pants, making him sleep more comfortable.

At night, the couple had a dream at the same time. The world in the dream flew with a great unity of ten yuan, and there was also a Santana filled with stored cars, which roared around the two of them. The Santana's steering wheel was clearly golden.
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