140 Undercover Orange Peel
In fact, the essential oil factory in Qian Lina's mouth is a small workshop, and if you can think of a manufacturer who goes to the juice factory to recycle orange peels, it will not be a big unit.
Qian Lina didn't care too much about where the orange peels went, after all, all these waste materials were thrown into the garbage station before, and now someone can give money when they come to recycle, which is also a windfall.
In this way, the waste orange peels from the Kunyuan juice factory were trucked to a small workshop.
The owner of this small workshop is called Feng Mingyuan, and he is also a person with a lot of means and brains. Originally working in a daily chemical factory, he came into contact with essential oil refining and found that the technical difficulty was not very great, and the operability was very strong, so he came back and got two machines, rented a private house in the countryside, and started a small workshop for essential oil processing.
It's just that a three-no manufacturer like him doesn't have any qualifications, all of this is done secretly in private, and his products are cheap, and there are always some black-hearted manufacturers who want such goods.
It's just that Feng Mingyuan didn't know that his illegal acts had already been targeted by the relevant departments.
Recently, the city is carrying out environmental protection inspections, and the relevant departments have received reports from residents that there is a small workshop around their lives that extracts essential oils without permission, which produces unpleasant smells from time to time, seriously affecting the quality of life of the surrounding residents.
So the relevant departments visited many residents in the surrounding area, and conducted a thorough investigation of the situation of Feng Mingyuan's small workshop, and now there is a problem to be solved.
Feng Mingyuan probably knew that his behavior was illegal, so he used a hammer in the east and a stick in the west to get essential oils, and scattered the equipment in several private houses.
If you want to seal Feng Mingyuan's small workshop, you must have all the stolen goods, that is, when they go in to inspect it, the equipment must be in operation.
It's just that the biggest problem now is that the relevant staff have no way to ensure Feng Mingyuan's exact location, there are three positions in total, where is the place where today's production is located?
What the relevant personnel didn't expect was that the operation behind today would be unusually smooth, because an undercover agent had quietly infiltrated the small workshop.
"Lao Li, the raw materials have been pulled back, let's start producing now. ”
The Lao Li in Feng Mingyuan's mouth is the migrant worker he found from the surrounding villages, and the production in his mouth is just turning on the machine and mixing the raw materials.
"Boss, I heard from people in the village that many people have come to inquire about our factory recently, and you said that we should avoid the limelight recently. ”
Lao Li also knew that the business he was doing in the factory was not a serious business, but there was no way to support his family, so he still kindly reminded Feng Mingyuan.
"It's okay, they don't necessarily be able to touch here, as long as the inspectors come in and we don't produce, what can they do with me with an empty machine there?"
Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, Lao Li could only reluctantly open the machine, and the orange peel, which is the main material of sweet orange essential oil, was poured into the essential oil machine, and the machine began to operate after the lid was closed.
The high temperature and high pressure quickly boiled the orange peel, and the orange peel was rich in a large amount of essential oil and began to precipitate.
It's just that today's orange peel is a bit special, and when the processing machine was turned on in the past, there was a smell of the raw materials, but all of them were masked by chemicals.
But today the situation is a little different, and a large amount of orange aroma begins to overflow and spread, and the mist begins to drift into the surrounding air.
Feng Mingyuan and Lao Li were immersed in the strong smell and didn't feel anything abnormal, but the people around them obviously noticed that there was a situation here.
In order to be suspicious, Feng Mingyuan made some smoke bombs in several factories around him every time he was in production, and these behaviors could help him escape the inspection very well, but today's situation is obviously a bit special.
"Do you smell anything? ”
"It seems to smell like an orange. ”
"Why does it smell of oranges here?"
"Captain, it seems that the car where Feng Mingyuan pulled the raw materials today is orange peel. ”
"So it's the smell of the machines they're producing today? It's so strong, could it be a smoke bomb?"
"There are still some differences between the smell of the production equipment and the flavor, and in my experience, this is mostly the overflowing smell of the machine. ”
"Okay, that's easy, we'll go and find out where the machine is now, and we'll get the stolen goods. ”
It wasn't until the relevant personnel rushed into Feng Mingyuan's small workshop that he knew that his behavior had been exposed.
Feng Mingyuan squatted in the corner, he still couldn't figure out how he was exposed, his arrangement should be said to be seamless.
The staff turned on the machine for refining essential oils when collecting evidence, and suddenly the smell of oranges in the house was dozens of times that of before.
"Tsk, it's a shame that such a good raw material appears in a small workshop. ”
"Eh, be careful!"
Later, when Feng Mingyuan was taken away, half of the residents of the village came to watch. It wasn't until a few years later that some people recalled that scene and the unforgettable sweet orange scent, and they were amazed, and this incident became one of the perennial conversations in the village.
Qian Lina of Kunyuan Juice Factory didn't know that the owner of the essential oil factory, who was originally used as an income generator, reported the owner of the essential oil factory, and she felt a little pity when she didn't know it, since that time, it seems that the owner of the orange peel has never come again, but she didn't expect it to become a hammer deal.
However, now Qian Lina is more concerned about the affairs of the Kirin Juice Factory, and it is obviously not simple for the other party to be menacing.
When he returned to the store from Kunyuan Juice Factory, Zhou Kun found that someone was waiting for him at the door again.
"Hello, I am the manager of the Kirin Juice Factory, and my name is Tao Yunfei. ”
Zhou Kun chuckled in his heart, just now they were still talking about this Qilin juice factory in Kun Yuan, why did the other party come to the door now, is it popular to go straight to Huanglong now? At this time, Zhou Kun remembered that he was the big boss of the juice factory.
"Hello, is there anything you can do?"
"I heard that you are a relatively large fruit wholesaler here, and our juice factory wants to buy a batch of oranges, and today I am here to discuss cooperation with you. ”
What Tao Yunfei said was all his deceptive nonsense, in fact, since the resumption of production of their Kirin Juice Factory, the first opponent was Tongcheng No. 1.
However, the people in the production department analyzed and found that the taste of this Tongcheng No. 1 was so good, which was largely related to the raw materials, so with the purchase vehicle of Tongcheng No. 1, Tao Yunfei touched Zhou Kun here.
Although Zhou Kun has a salty personality, he is definitely not a fool, and many of the contents in Tao Yunfei's words are worth playing.
So Zhou Kun entered the big flicker mode in a second: "Is it? Like your juice factory, you should use a lot of raw materials every day, right?"