"Mr. Ren, I don't think these are any problems. But the problem now is that the other party has made it so clear, they think our proposal is very reasonable, and if they agree, we have to agree to help improve their agricultural production level and solve the problem of relying on international aid and imports for most of their food......" Zhao Jinrui has rarely spoken.

But for the increasingly excessive demands of the Mao government, he felt that he simply could not bear it.

Yunshi Holdings is a high-tech company, and if you want to say that there is no problem in helping them build factories or something, but asking them to help solve agricultural problems, isn't this looking for the wrong person? The other party should go to China's Ministry of Agriculture rather than Yunshi Holdings.

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

"What's so hard about this? Just throw it back and let the boss deal with it. Ren Zhiguo said without hearing anything.

They can't solve it, and Yun Fei, the boss, can definitely solve it.

"It takes money. Mr. Ren, even if you import food, you have to spend hundreds of millions of dollars every year, right? They're lying to us. If this agreement is returned, the boss still has to kill us all? "In Africa, human life is the least valuable thing.

"Nothing. With our boss's character of plucking the feathers of geese and squeezing out oil from stones, maybe he can find a way to make a fortune from this. Besides, anyway, the Mao government has to rely on their ore to support, and the more they owe our company, the better. Ren Zhiguo smiled all over his face.

Although he didn't know how to make Yun Fei make money, at least he knew that if Mauritania wanted to import grain from China through Guò Yun's Holdings, the price would definitely be much higher than in the international market.

Anyway, it's not the first time they've done this kind of thing, and Li Lu's people have been pouring out the old grain from the national grain depot to North Korea that is about to rot. North Koreans eat it, Mauritanians eat it too, don't they? Although the old food does not taste very good and the nutritional value is not too high, it is for the hungry Mauritanian people. Definitely going to be a very good choice.

After all, the country is also a rice-based country.

With the pit technology of those black-hearted grain merchants in China, even if ten years of old rice, after several processing, can definitely make it similar to new rice, the black people of Mao Country and the black Moore slaves who rely on eating relief grain, as long as they can fill their stomachs, will they care about the bad taste?

"That being said, where did our boss get the money?" Wu Fan felt that Ren Zhiguo was too.

"Just fax this contract back, and if the boss wants to find us trouble, I will bear it." Besides. I'm the person in charge here, and according to the character of our boss, I won't look for you if something goes wrong. Xiao Cui, you have a good relationship with the personnel of our country's office here, and you can get more information about this country from them. Don't patronize the sister paper of the other people's office all day long......" Ren Zhiguo felt that there was no need to dwell on this matter anymore.

Even if Yun Fei doesn't do this kind of thing, will a black-hearted proprietress like Li Lu not do this thing?

In any case, China will never be short of stale grain. Since Li Lu met Yun Fei, she has been pouring this thing into the former Soviet Union, and then North Korea, she will definitely not mind having another Mauritania. Even selling stale grain to the whole of Africa, Li Lu will not mind.

Unfortunately, there are too many feed mills in China now, and the two sides often have to fight over the supply of goods.

"Mr. Ren. I approached Tian Tian to find out the information......" Although Cui Haoyuan has explained this matter countless times, he will never admit that he used his working hours to soak the new clerk's sister paper of the Chinese office in Mauritania.

"Alright, stop. Just get things done and no one cares about you. In addition, the barracks of our security company are located next to the office. The company's headquarters is also built next to it, so when you get there, please tell Major Zhong Yu about it. Get them ready. "When I came here, there was nothing, and the hotel I lived in was not even very convenient for water, and Ren Zhiguo was very unaccustomed to it.

I'm used to staying in Rongcheng, and I really don't have a good impression of this.

Of course, the country is not without loveliness at all. At least those slave girls from Black Moore are very good, Ren Zhiguo feels that if Wang Qingfeng's grandson comes here, he will definitely not think about going back.

Here, it is a paradise for rich men.

It is completely possible to build a luxurious villa, and then buy hundreds of beautiful and sexy black Moorish female slaves, let them work in the villa without clothes, and follow whoever they want XXOO. You can be wherever you want. This is definitely something that only emperors have been able to enjoy before.

It's a pity that Wang Qingfeng's grandson is busy making money in China these days.

Ren Zhiguo is very jealous of Yun Fei's kind of days when he can sleep together, not enough Liang Ke, although he was not interested in men before, he was saved by himself, but now he is definitely an out-and-out beauty.

Here, you can do whatever you want, anyway, Ren Zhiguo is not a decent gentleman. The only deficiency is that there is no fox friend like Wang Qingfeng here, and he is really unable to get up alone. If he didn't know that Wang Qingfeng's queen Zixin had such a relationship with Yun Fei, Ren Zhiguo would definitely take a telegram to Wang Qingfeng, so that he could come here and experience the life that the emperor could enjoy in the past.

After Wang Qingfeng knows such a good place, will he not want to come here?

Could it be?

I didn't see that this grandson was following Yun Fei's ass for the past few days, inquiring about the situation in Mauritania, and Yun Fei was already extremely impatient, if it weren't for the sake of sleeping with his daughter, Yun Fei estimated that he would kick that guy back to Huadu with one kick.

This grandson is purely idle.

"Boss, Mr. Wang is here again...... Yun Fei has a headache these days, what is the situation on the research institute, since he was forcibly pushed back by Deng Lanqing, he has never dared to go to the research institute again, and no one has come to report to him. Deng Lanqing applied several times and wanted to report to him, thinking of this woman's toughness, did Yun Fei dare to see her?

The first enrollment of Jiuyi University has begun, and countless people have squeezed their heads into the recruitment of graduate students, but the number of more than 10 majors in the four faculties of Yunshi Holdings is only less than 100, and there are more than 3,000 applicants, almost 300 to 1. This is not the time for the national unified examination, but the examination by the Jiuyi Research Institute itself. This is self-directed enrollment in the true sense of the word.

Most of the graduate students recruited by other research institutes only look at their grades. But the Jiuyi Research Institute is different, and it depends on personal ability and the recommendation of the university counselor.

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

What bothers Yun Fei even more is that few people have signed up for their undergraduate.

In the first academic year, dozens of majors in mechanical automation, electronics, computer, aircraft design and manufacturing, materials, management engineering, etc., are expected to enroll 1,200 students, but according to the information received by the school, only more than 200 people apply for their schools nationwide.

It's one thing to want to work in a subsidiary 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 you not make his boss upset? After all, these days, private universities in China are desperately trying to make money, and they are generally for those children who do not study well and have a few small money at home.

But if the grades are good, who will go to the expensive three?

In the first enrollment of Jiuyi University, there were only more than 200 people who applied for the examination, and according to Yun Fei's requirements at the beginning, they were classified into the second-class undergraduates, but they were able to admit students with scores that exceeded the key line, which is really a bit hanging.

How can this not make himself the boss of Yunda, who has made himself the honorary principal, not heartwarming?

In addition, Wang Qingfeng's grandson didn't know where he came out, so he had to ask Yun Fei to get him some business in Africa, how could Yun Fei not be popular?

"Sue him, don't see ......" Yun Fei rubbed his swollen head, he really didn't want to see Wang Qingfeng's grandson.

This grandson belongs to a raven.

"Oh, I said uncle, is there such a thing as you? Didn't you drink two taels of your million-pound hundred-year-old Pu'er yesterday, did you do it? Before Park Yeon-hee could answer, Wang Qingfeng's smiling face appeared by the door.

"Lao Wang, is it okay to have a face? Who's your uncle? Do you know that our aunt here is my aunt's husband? Don't say you don't have an aunt, but you do, at such an age, I can't afford it! "Yun Fei really has had enough of this guy's noise pollution.

"Really? Yun Fei, let me tell you, don't admit it, my daughter is pregnant, and she will raise a baby in the past few days. Do you dare to say it's not your species? What's that, Yan Ji, why don't you have any eyesight? Go and make me a cup of tea, although the Pu'er didn't taste good yesterday, just brew that, my mouth is not ......" Wang Qingfeng released a news that made Yun Fei stunned.

Wang Zixin is pregnant again?

If that's the case, will you be able to live this life in the future?

When the time comes, Wang Qingfeng, this old thing, will he not continue to harm himself?

"Lao Wang, what you said is true?" Yun Fei didn't care about his tea at this time, and asked Wang Qingfeng with an embarrassed face.

"Do you think I'm going to fool you with this? My daughter asked for 50 million from me a few days ago, saying that she wanted to buy a family business for her son......" Wang Qingfeng's words completely made Yun Fei stunned. (To be continued......)