My courtyard shelter

"That's not necessary. There is no shortage of enterprises with state-owned assets background in the city. What they lack is stable cash flow. You have run the bakery very well. Lao Luo is a smart man and will not cause trouble for himself."

Minister He reassured.

Speaking of which, the bakery was also one of his political achievements, which benefited him a lot. From the bottom of his heart, he did not want to see the bakery forced to undergo restructuring.

"Minister He, you are serious."

Father Xu said politely.

At the same time, he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, I heard that your bakery recently placed a big order in Beautiful Country?"

As the leader of the Ministry of Commerce, he often needs to work with relevant departments to coordinate bulk import and export commodities and guide trade promotion activities.

Coca-Cola Bakery imports such a large amount, it is difficult not to attract attention.

That's why Minister He asked this question.

"There is indeed such a thing. The total amount is about 5.5 billion, and all the imports are flour. I didn't expect that this little thing would actually reach your ears."

"Haha, one hundred thousand tons of flour, this is no small matter. Besides, because of your large order, the price of international flour has doubled."

Dad Xu immediately argued: "Minister He, the rise in international food prices is mainly due to the tense situation in Europe and has little to do with us."

"The beautiful country has already implemented a grain export ban on Europa. Do you think it has much to do with you?"

"Minister He, the ban is a ban, isn't there smuggling? It's just one hundred thousand tons of flour, it shouldn't affect the overall situation, right?"

"It is definitely affected. Although the prices of other grains have also increased, they are not as exaggerated as flour."

Minister He was angry.

The Coca-Cola Bakery Factory was very cunning. When placing orders, they not only placed orders in batches, but also had shares in several branches, which actually allowed them to get away with it.

It was only when we were summarizing afterwards that we discovered something fishy. Although the import of grain was not as strict as the export of grain, there were still relevant regulations.

If everyone was as unscrupulous as Coca-Cola Bread Factory, international food prices would have skyrocketed long ago. After all, with the size of Daxia, it would be really expensive to buy something, and it would be a natural advantage.

Father Xu felt embarrassed about being caught: "Minister He, there is nothing we can do. You also know the international situation. We just want to take countermeasures in advance. After all, the domestic flour supply has been tight."

The population of Daxia is twenty times that of the beautiful country. In addition, the conditions for growing wheat and rice are harsh, and the yield is far lower than that of other staple foods.

The mainstream domestic food rations are still sweet potatoes and potatoes.

Also served with small-scale corn.

"Dr. Xu, don't be nervous!" Minister He smiled, "Although you guys played a little trick, after all, it was a formal procedure, and no one can say anything."

"Oh, I'm causing trouble for your work."

Father Xu apologized.

They have no choice but to do this. If they really follow the arrangements of the relevant departments, given the current popularity of foreign trade, it is estimated that so much flour may not arrive until next year.

"Forget it this time. If you have similar orders next time, you must declare it truthfully, especially for large orders. If it is run well, it can save a lot of procurement costs."

Minister He warned.

Father Xu quickly agreed: "I understand, I will pay attention next time."

"Dr. Xu, when will your batch of flour arrive?"

Minister He then asked.

"Well, Minister He, it took a lot of effort for us to..."

"Don't worry, I'm just asking casually and I won't have any idea about your batch of flour."

"Oh, I'm just trying to be a villain." Father Xu immediately replied, "The first batch of flour has been shipped, and it will probably not arrive until the end of October."

"Which route are you taking?"

"The situation in Europe is unstable. To be safe, we plan to detour through South America and then cross the Pacific Ocean to return home. Although the voyage is a bit longer, it is better than safety."

"Dock at Qingniwa Port?"

"Uh, no, we plan to dock at Incheon Port. All the flour has to be transported to the Hancheng branch. There are many domestic restrictions and the procedures are not convenient."

Gu Yuan

Father Xu said it very implicitly.

Minister He thought it was true: "Dr. Xu, it's definitely not possible to put it in Hancheng. I forgot to tell you. Your 100,000 tons of flour has been listed on the National Emergency Center."

"What's the meaning?"

Father Xu suddenly became nervous.

You promised not to stretch out your hands randomly, why did you change your mind again?

"Things are not what you think. Let me tell you this. As long as the country does not enter a state of emergency, you can use this batch of flour as usual. However, if an emergency occurs, it will be confiscated immediately."

"We originally purchased it to avoid risks?" Father Xu felt bad.

"There is no need to be pessimistic. Even if there is a war in Europe, the country will not enter a state of emergency unless World War III really breaks out."

Minister He quickly comforted him.

But there was no relief on Father Xu’s face. It had not been more than a year since the state of emergency was lifted in China, so it was hard to believe that it would not come back again.

"Minister He, is there any room for change in this matter?"

"Director Xu, the domestic food problem is still very serious. You don't think the people above are fools, do you? With so much flour in front of us, how can we remain indifferent?"

"That was not what I meant……"

"I understand. You don't need to explain. It's useless to ask anyone for help. Besides, even if the flour is confiscated, it will most likely be returned to you for use. After all, you are the largest flour consumer in the country."

"Is this what they call helping others and yourself?"

Dad Xu smiled bitterly.

"That's the truth. We are not bandits. We won't let our own people suffer."

"Okay, we'll do it."

At this point, Dad Xu could only accept it.

...

Compared to the "blow on the head" from Dad Xu, Yang Shuo's foreign trade company has been overwhelmed with orders recently.

European countries are almost emptying their old bottoms and have exchanged ships of materials from China, ranging from hundreds of thousands of tons of cargo ships to pots and pans. Almost everything.

The hot foreign trade market has directly raised the domestic wage level by ten percentage points.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Ma Lingling walked into her foreign trade company carrying two large lunch boxes. Yang Shuo was too busy at work, and tonight was another sleepless night.

Along the way, people kept shouting:

"Hello, boss lady!"

Ma Lingling responded one by one.

Then she opened one of the lunch boxes, which contained more than 30 steamed corn buns, which were still steaming. This was a midnight snack prepared for the employees.

"Everyone, feel free to take it if you are hungry."

"Thank you, boss lady."

A little girl couldn't wait to take a bun. She was tired of eating baguettes and wanted to change her taste.

"Be careful, it's hot." Ma Lingling reminded her.

The little girl didn't care at all: "Wow, it's so sweet!"

"As long as you like it."

Ma Lingling and her mother-in-law made the buns together.

Not only sugar but also eggs were added.

High-quality ingredients.

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