Chapter 770: Field Investigation

Therefore, when Old Min saw Lu Qiao, even though she was no longer his direct leader, he still paid great attention to his attitude.

After entering the office, Director Lu briefly and concisely told Old Min the purpose of their visit.

Old Min's eyes widened immediately.

"Factory Manager Lu, you are finally going to make a move on the pickle factory."

Finally, feeling that saying it this way was inappropriate, he laughed out loud and then continued: "I've been thinking about it all along; the pickle factory isn't far from us. If it could really be brought over, that would be just great."

Director Lu on the side asked with some surprise: "From which sentence did you hear that the pickle factory was to be brought under our instant noodle factory? Even if it's close, that's not the same thing; that's the asset of the Food General Factory."

Old Min glanced at Lu Qiao.

Lu Qiao blinked at him.

Old Min felt very proud in his heart.

He and Factory Manager Lu could think of the same thing.

Director Lu naturally knew the inside story.

Just now at the big canteen, Lu Qiao hadn't hidden her thoughts.

Old Min said with a smile: "We won't move the pickle factory area, but the pickle factory has a piece of vacant land, which is just right for building our fourth workshop."

Currently, the instant noodle factory has three workshops.

But now the sales of instant noodles are getting better and better. Especially since the braised beef noodles came out, they immediately surpassed the chicken stewed with mushroom noodles; there is no one who doesn't like that taste.

So they also submitted a report to the General Bureau to build another workshop.

But because of the site problem, it hasn't been solved.

At that time, Old Min even regretted it quite a bit; if he had known this earlier, building a factory in the suburbs would have been fine.

Lu Qiao and Director Lu came here to check the situation on the spot.

If there was no possibility of saving it here, then she would have to consider changing places.

Lu Qiao said: "Since everyone has an idea in their hearts, let's go and take a look first."

The pickle workshop is at the westernmost end of the instant noodle factory area and is an old single-story house.

Before they even got close, an indescribable smell rushed towards them; it wasn't just the smell of pickles, but also mixed with a strange musty smell and a faint, lingering sourness.

The pickle factory only has one workshop.

Today is Saturday, and everyone rests tomorrow on Sunday, but basically no one works on Saturday afternoon, after all, there are no production tasks now.

But today the workshop director was actually there.

In fact, he is also an old master.

No one calls him Director Zhou; everyone calls him Old Zhou.

Hearing that someone from the General Bureau had come to understand the situation of the pickle factory, he rubbed his hands, smiling somewhat awkwardly and uneasily.

Director Lu said kindly: "We came to the instant noodle factory for something, and just happened to stop by to take a look."

Master Zhou's eyes lit up.

You have to know that Director Lu is from the Foreign Trade General Bureau.

Why would he want to come here to take a look?

But soon he put a big 'x' on the thought in his heart.

How could their pickles possibly be exported!

Old Zhou led them into the dim workshop, and Lu Qiao stood at the entrance of the production workshop, seeing at a glance dozens of large vats piled in the corner.

Lu Qiao walked to an open vat, picked up the long chopsticks nearby, and picked up a pickled radish.

The radish showed an uneven dark yellow color, and the surface looked a bit sticky.

She leaned in and smelled it, her brows furrowing slightly.

Lu Qiao carefully checked the hygiene of the vat walls and the ground.

There were damp water marks in the corners, and the screen of the ventilation window had a few holes.

There was trash and cigarette butts on the ground.

Lu Qiao's brows furrowed even tighter.

She glanced at Old Zhou and found that he didn't pay attention to this at all.

This small pickle factory looked really dilapidated and had a peculiar smell.

In fact, the Xiang Yang Food Factory started from a pickle factory.

But when Lu Qiao led people to clean it up, she felt that it was quite clean there.

And Lu Qiao was also strange; how could such a small pickle factory have over five hundred workers?

It's really a bit unbelievable.

Then Old Zhou led them to the processing workshop.

There was a pile of green radishes piled up here.

The north doesn't grow white radishes; they grow green radishes. And the raw material used for making pickled radishes is green radishes.

Lu Qiao took a look; the quality of this pile of green radishes was not good, pitted and bumpy...

Old Zhou was embarrassed the whole time.

He didn't expect these people to be different from others; they really looked when they came here.

Especially that young girl.

Just introduced, her name is Lu Qiao, and he knows this name.

If this Beidu branch factory is not managed by the Foreign Trade General Bureau, then this young girl should be Old Min's superior.

Looking at her expression, it was obvious that she had seen all the problems here.

Old Zhou fell silent; many things were not for him to manage, nor for him to say.

These were all matters for the leaders in the factory above.

After walking around, Lu Qiao didn't say anything to Old Zhou.

She originally wanted to discuss the taste of pickled radishes and the future development direction with him.

Later, Lu Qiao gave up this idea.

This Director Zhou is unqualified as the director of the production workshop.

But Lu Qiao didn't show it.

The pickle factory falling to this point is not one person's problem.

Even if Lu Qiao has a thousand or ten thousand ideas, she cannot put them forward in a targeted manner now; she still has to wait for the leaders above to greet the factory leaders of the food factory before making a decision.

Coming today was mainly to see the situation of the pickle factory and that piece of vacant land that Old Min had been pinning his hopes on.

Then Director Lu smiled and said to Old Zhou: "You continue to be on duty; we'll go over there to take a look."

Old Zhou watched the backs of the few people, thought about it, and still walked towards the office of the factory department; he had to report this matter to the leaders in the factory, otherwise if any problem really occurred, he would also have to bear the responsibility.

Tong Niannian and Tao Zhuting returned home.

Then they met Meng Xiaoxin, who was waiting for them at the gate of the Tong family.

Meng Xiaoxin had lost a lot of weight and looked haggard; the arrogance of the past was gone now.

Tong Niannian hurriedly greeted her and asked with concern: "Xiaoxin, why are you waiting outside? Why don't you go inside?"

Meng Xiaoxin twitched the corners of her mouth.

She didn't really want to go inside, so she pulled the two of them aside.

They were standing in front of the Tong family's gate. Eldest Sister Tong had just returned to her maiden home. She was standing in front of the living room window and frowned when she saw the three girls pulling at each other at the gate.

Tong Niannian's mother also frowned: "Meng Xiaoxin has been quiet for a while, why is she running out again?"

Eldest Sister Tong said: "Don't worry about it for now; if Niannian is still hanging out with her, then she's truly hopeless."

Mother Tong glanced at her eldest daughter; although these words were unpleasant, she couldn't say anything to refute them.

And at this moment, what Meng Xiaoxin was asking about was Lu Qiao.

"When you came back, was Lu Qiao in the dormitory? What has she been doing?"

Although she didn't know why Meng Xiaoxin was suddenly asking about Lu Qiao, Tao Zhuting still answered honestly: "Today is Saturday, Lu Qiao has to work at the big canteen of the Foreign Trade General Bureau."

Meng Xiaoxin was stunned for a moment: "Isn't she in the Fifth Division? How could she go to the big canteen? Can Lu Qiao cook?" ===== CHAPTER 771 =====