Chapter 1042

"President Ren, I don't think these are any problems. But the problem now is that the other party has made it so clear that they feel very reasonable for our proposal. If they agree, we have to agree to help improve their agricultural production level and solve the problem that most of their food depends on international assistance and import... "Zhao Jinrui has rarely said anything.

However, he felt that he could not bear the increasingly excessive demands of the Maoist government.

Cloud holdings is a high-tech enterprise. There is no problem in helping them build factories, but is it wrong to ask them to help solve agricultural problems? The other party should look for China's Ministry of agriculture rather than Yunshi holdings.

The feeling is that these grandchildren are dependent on their company.

"What's the difficulty? Just throw it back and let the boss deal with it. " Ren Zhiguo said unheard of.

They can't solve it. Yunfei's boss can certainly solve it.

"It needs money. President Ren, even if you import grain, you have to spend hundreds of millions of dollars a year? They are cheating on us. If this agreement is taken back, the boss can't kill us all? " In Africa, the most worthless thing is human life.

"Nothing. With our boss's character that wild geese pull feathers and stones can squeeze oil, maybe he can find a way to get rich from it. Besides, anyway, everything of the Maoist government depends on their minerals. The more they owe our company, the better. " Ren Zhiguo smiled.

Although he doesn't know how Yunfei can make money here, at least he knows that if Mauritania wants to import grain from China through Yunshi holdings, the price will definitely be much higher than that in the international market.

Anyway, it's not the first time they've done such a thing. Li Lu's people have been pouring stale grain from the national grain depot into North Korea in recent years. North Koreans eat well, and Mauritanians also eat well, don't they? Although the old grain doesn't taste good and its nutritional value is not too high, it will definitely be a very good choice for the hungry Mauritanian people.

After all, this country is also a country dominated by rice.

With the pitching skills of China's unscrupulous grain merchants, even if the ten-year old rice is processed several times, it can be almost as good as the new rice. Relying on the Maoist blacks and black Moore slaves who eat relief food, as long as they can fill their stomachs, will they care about the bad taste?

"That being said, where does our boss get the money?" Wu fan thinks Ren Zhiguo is too bullshit.

"Just fax the contract back directly. If the boss wants to trouble us, I'll bear it. Besides, I'm the person in charge here. According to the character of our boss, I won't ask you for any problems. Xiao Cui, you have a good relationship with the personnel of our country's office here. You can get more information about all aspects of this country from them. Don't patronize the sister paper in other people's offices all day... "Ren Zhiguo felt there was no need to entangle in this matter.

Even if Yun Fei doesn't do such a thing, will a black hearted landlady like Li Lu not do it?

Anyway, China will never be short of old grain. From the beginning of getting to know Yunfei, Li Lu tossed this thing before the Soviet Union, and then North Korea. She would never mind another Mauritania, or even selling old grain to the whole of Africa.

Unfortunately, too many feed factories have sprung up in China, and the two sides often have to fight over the supply of goods.

"Mr. Ren, I approached Tian Tian to inquire about information..." although Cui Haoyuan explained this matter countless times, he would never admit that he took advantage of his working hours to soak up the younger sister of the new clerk of the Chinese office in Mauritania.

"Come on, stop bullshit. As long as you do things well, no one cares about your business. In addition, the military camp of our security company is next to the office, and the headquarters of the company is built next to it. When you go there, please tell major Zhong Yu. Get them ready. " When he came here, he had nothing. The hotel he stayed in was not very convenient to use water. Ren Zhiguo was not used to it.

I'm used to staying in Chengdu. I really don't like it here.

Of course, there are not any lovely places in this country. At least those slave girls from black Moore are very good. Ren Zhiguo thinks that if Wang Qingfeng's grandson comes here, he will never want to go back.

Here is a paradise for rich men.

It is entirely possible to build a luxurious villa, and then buy hundreds of beautiful and sexy black Moore female slaves to work in the villa without clothes and with whoever they want. You can be where you want to be. This is absolutely what the emperor could enjoy before.

Unfortunately, Wang Qingfeng's grandson is busy making money in China these days.

Ren Zhiguo is jealous of Yunfei's days when she can sleep together. Liang Ke was not interested in men and was saved by herself, but now she is absolutely a real beauty.

Here, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, Ren Zhiguo is not a gentleman. The only drawback is that without friends like Wang Qingfeng, one can't get up alone. If Wang Qingfeng's daughter Wang Zixin didn't know that Wang Qingfeng had such a relationship with Yun Fei, Ren Zhiguo would definitely send Wang Qingfeng a telegram and let him come here to experience the life that the emperor could enjoy before.

After knowing such a good place, will Wang Qingfeng find a way to come here?

Is that possible?

I didn't see the grandson following Yunfei's ass these days, asking about the situation in Mauritania. Yunfei has been extremely impatient. If it wasn't for his daughter's sake, Yunfei would kick the guy back to the flowers.

The grandson is purely idle.

"Boss, President Wang is here again..." Yunfei has a headache these days. What's the situation in the research institute? Since Deng Lanqing pushed him back, he never dared to go to the research institute again, and no one came to report to him. Deng Lanqing applied for several times and wanted to report to him. At the thought of this woman's fierce, did Yunfei dare to see her?

The first enrollment work of 91 university has begun, and countless people have broken their heads in the recruitment of graduate students. However, Yun's holdings has more than ten majors in four colleges and departments, and the enrollment quota is only less than 100, but there are more than 3000 candidates, almost 300 to 1. This is not the time for the national unified examination, but by the 91 Research Institute. This is the true sense of independent enrollment.

Most of the graduate students recruited by other research institutes only look at their grades. However, the 1991 Institute is different. It also depends on personal ability and the recommendation of university counselors.

Of course, what bothers Yunfei most is not that the school is hard to decide, but that almost all the people who can be selected are people from dozens of universities in Chengdu. After all, the graduate internships of several universities in Chengdu are in the 91 Research Institute.

What makes Yunfei more annoyed is that few people sign up for their undergraduate courses.

In the first academic year, dozens of majors in the departments of mechanical automation, electronics, computer, aircraft design and manufacturing, materials, management engineering, etc. are expected to recruit 1200 students. According to the information received by the school, only more than 200 people nationwide apply for their school.

It's one thing to want to work in the subordinate enterprises of Yunshi holdings, and it's another thing to go to their school.

Yun Fei once said that even if only one student applies for their school, it will still run.

At this moment, it seems that this sentence has really come true. How can we not make his boss upset? After all, these days, private universities in China are desperately trying to make money. They are generally prepared for children who don't study well and have a few small money at home.

Who will get the three expensive books if they do well?

In the first enrollment of 91 University, only more than 200 people applied for the examination. According to Yun Fei's initial requirements, they were classified as class II undergraduates, but they were able to admit students beyond the key line. This is really a little hanging.

How can we not let the boss of Yunda, who has made himself an honorary principal, be ungrateful?

In addition, Wang Qingfeng's grandson didn't know where he came out, so he had to let Yunfei get him some business in Africa. How can Yunfei not get angry?

"Tell him, no..." Yun Fei rubbed his swollen head. He really didn't want to see Wang Qingfeng's grandson.

This grandson is a crow.

"Oh, my uncle, is there anything like you? Didn't you drink two liang of your million pound hundred year Pu'er yesterday? " Before Park Yanji answered, Wang Qingfeng's smiling face appeared by the door.

"Lao Wang, how about a face? Who is your uncle? Do you know that our uncle here refers to my aunt's husband? Don't say you don't have an aunt, but you do. I can't afford to be so old! " Yunfei has had enough of this guy's noise pollution.

"Really? Yunfei, I tell you, don't deny it. My daughter is pregnant and has a baby these days. Dare you say it's not your seed? What, Yanji, why don't you have any vision? Go and make me a cup of tea. Although Pu'er didn't taste very good yesterday, just make it. My mouth is not tricky... "Wang Qingfeng released a news that stunned Yun Fei.

Wang Zixin is pregnant again?

If that's the case, can you live this life in the future?

At that time, can Wang Qingfeng, an old man, not continue to harm himself?

"Lao Wang, what you said is true?" Yun Fei couldn't care to hurt his tea at the moment, and asked Wang Qingfeng with an embarrassed face.

"You think I'm going to fool you with this? My daughter asked me for $50 million a few days ago. She said she was going to buy a home for her son... "Wang Qingfeng's words completely stunned Yun Fei.