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After breakfast, Xu Dong immediately called Ye Hui. He thought she had just started work, but she hadn't slept at all.

All night long, he mobilized employees to clear the snow on the roof.

The snow in the capital is no less than that in Sydney.

"Boss Ye, thank you for your hard work."

"Boss Xu, my hard work is nothing. If a collapse really happens in such a large factory, let alone the stock price, the efforts of the past two years will probably be wasted."

Ye Hui said distressedly.

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"Are there enough people now?"

"We can still handle it for the time being. Speaking of this, I have to thank District Chief Liao. He helped contact the garrison next to us and supported more than 2,000 people at one time. Otherwise, with only these few employees in the company, we would not be able to handle it at all."

"I'll call District Chief Liao later and thank him in person." Xu Dong nodded.

Ye Hui quickly stopped him and said, "Don't do that."

"What's wrong?"

"District Chief Liao stayed in our factory all night last night and just went back to rest. Besides, there are a lot of things going on in the district right now. Please don't disturb him."

"Really?" Xu Dong said thankfully, "It seems that it was right to let the district and the city invest at the same time."

"Mr. Xu is wise!"

"Stop flattering me. Do you have any difficulties now?"

Xu Dong asked proactively.

"There are definitely difficulties. The others are easy to solve. It's just that our logistics are a bit lagging behind. It's dozens of degrees below zero outside, and many soldiers can't even have a hot meal."

"Didn't you ask for help from Mr. Yu?"

After all, the two companies belong to the same big boss and can be called brother companies. It's natural for them to help each other.

Ye Hui said bitterly, "The bakery is also in trouble now. All their production capacity has been reserved by the upper level. Not to mention sending us bread, even reinforcements can't come."

Originally, the bakery had extra bread crumbs.

But these crumbs have almost become the lifeblood of the workers, especially in this special period, they dare not arbitrarily embezzle them.

"Well, don't bother two people for one thing, can you ask District Chief Liao to help think of a solution?"

"Mr. Xu, District Chief Liao really tried his best. There are so many factories in the new district, and any one of them needs help. He can think of us first, which is quite precious."

"Well, it seems that I am forcing others."

"You are not forcing others, it is simply bullying." Ye Hui said unhappily.

Xu Dong sighed deeply: "Okay, don't worry, I have thought of a solution."

"What solution?"

Ye Hui asked hurriedly.

"Don't worry about it. I'll ask Manager Ma Lingling to contact you later. Just do as she says."

"Mr. Xu, you'd better hurry up. The snow is getting heavier. If the logistics can't keep up, I'm afraid it will seriously affect the work efficiency."

"Don't worry. The materials will definitely arrive today. I promise I won't let you down."

"Be sure to hurry up!"

Ye Hui emphasized again.

...

More than an hour later, at nine o'clock in the morning.

After receiving a call from his uncle, Yang Shuo hurried back to the bakery with his wife, and then urgently dispatched five large trucks and twenty porters from the factory, and finally went straight to Panjiayuan.

The uncle only told them one thing on the phone.

Let them take out a batch of canned food from the warehouse in Panjiayuan and transport it to the production base of Xinke Seaweed as quickly as possible. In short, the faster the better.

When they arrived at the warehouse, under the urging of the young couple, the workers were full of energy and completed all the loading in just one hour.

After all, Ma Lingling promised ten times the overtime pay herself, and no one wants to go against the money.

Before the convoy set off, Yang Shuo pulled his wife to persuade:

"I can follow the car alone, you go home quickly, our son can't leave you."

"You are not familiar with that place..."

"I am not speechless, if I am not familiar with it, I can call someone to ask. Besides, Mr. Ye is more anxious than us, and he promised to send someone to pick us up."

Ma Lingling nodded: "Okay, the road is slippery in the snow, so drive slowly."

"Don't worry, the convoy can't go fast even if it wants to."

"Call me when you get there."

"Got it." Yang Shuo waved his hand, "Let's not talk anymore, the snow is getting heavier, if we don't leave, it will be bad if we get stuck on the road."

"Don't follow the car when you come back, try to take the subway back, the subway is safe, and there will be no traffic jams."

Ma Lingling finally reminded.

Yang Shuo made an "OK" gesture and got on the leading truck.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the convoy drove out of the Sixth Ring Road.

Due to the lockdown, the road traffic was generally smooth. Although the speed could not be increased, there was no traffic jam.

At around 4 pm, the convoy arrived at Langfang.

At the highway service area, the group had a sumptuous dinner of bread and canned food, and everyone was eating with grease in their mouths.

At 7:30 pm, the convoy began to enter the urban area of ​​Jinmen, and then successfully met up with the contact personnel of Xinke Seaweed on the way.

After more than three hours of running around, the convoy finally arrived at the destination.

This trip took a total of thirteen hours.

It was almost seven times the normal time.

Upon hearing the news, Ye Hui waited at the intersection early.

Yang Shuo jumped out of the car with the handover list: "Mr. Ye, I finally fulfilled my mission. There are a total of 50 tons of canned goods. Please sign for them."

"Did the journey go smoothly?" Ye Hui took the list.

"It was relatively smooth. There was basically no traffic jam. There was a heater in the cab and the car was not fast. It was just that my butt hurt when I sat there."

"Thank you for your hard work. I asked the canteen to prepare supper for you. After eating, go to rest quickly. It's getting late."

Ye Hui looked enthusiastic.

"Let's hand it over first. It doesn't matter this little bit of time."

Yang Shuo insisted.

According to the current black market price, this batch of canned goods is worth at least hundreds of millions. He couldn't be careless. He didn't want to disappoint his uncle's trust.

"Okay, then wait a moment."

"It's okay. You don't have to worry about me."

Yang Shuo waved his hand.

Twenty minutes later, the two sides officially completed the handover.

Looking at the half-warehouse of canned goods in front of her, Ye Hui almost shed tears of excitement. With this batch of supplies, she was fully confident that the company would be intact.

"Boss Ye, this batch of materials is donated to the company by my uncle in his personal name. Please use them well."

"I would have done it even if you didn't say it. This batch of materials came just in time."

Yang Shuo nodded, and then came to the last truck. He pointed to the car and explained:

"Boss Ye, there is still half a truck of canned food here, about five tons, mainly to subsidize you middle and senior managers and technicians."

"There is still? This... this..."

"My uncle said that only by solving the worries of you people can the company burst out with strong cohesion and work passion."

"Boss Xu thinks too highly of us."

Ye Hui said ashamedly.

Under her leadership, the company has been in constant problems during this period. Fortunately, Boss Xu fully supports her, otherwise she, the general manager, should have been laid off long ago.

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