Sheng Qianyu patted him on the shoulder: "I have to go back to thank Chi Qingli for this." ”

As soon as he walked downstairs to the administrative building, several company executives in suits and leather shoes greeted him warmly, and a middle-aged man with a white face in the middle politely shook Sheng Qianyu's hand and took the lead in introducing: "Hello, my name is Jin Taewon, and I am the general manager of this company. ”

The girl smiled and replied politely: "Hello, it's nice to meet you!" I'm a reporter from the Finance Channel, so you can call me Xiaoxu. ”

After the greetings, several people took the elevator up to the president's office on the top floor of the company.

In the spacious and imposing office, there sits a figure in his early thirties, who looks shrewd and sinister.

He is the president of this company, Yan Xudong.

Because Chi Qingli had called him in advance with the leader of the TV station, he happily accepted the interview.

He is still more interested in interviewing his own factories and companies than in interviewing his own factories, after all, there is nothing that cannot be broadcast to talk about his life.

Just when Sheng Qianyu racked his brains to ask questions, Liuhuo pretended to be a professional photographer and continued to shoot. Han Yiche made an excuse and left the president's office.

He told others that he wanted to take a picture of the company, and someone led him to visit the floor by floor and introduce them one by one.

The unimportant places have been visited by him, and the cold storage that he cares about the most is left.

He proposed that he wanted to go back to the president's office to continue filming, and he didn't need them to follow him anymore, so he pretended to go back.

When the men saw him enter the administration building, they went about their own business.

Han Yiche came to the bathroom and changed into a cleaner, pushed the cleaning cart and left......

He came to the staircase on the first floor of the production workshop, the cold storage should be on the negative first floor, and he dodged behind the door at the entrance of the staircase.

After a while, a tall and thin worker came out of the workshop in his overalls, and when he passed the staircase, he was knocked unconscious by the cold, and then dragged to the corner of the stairs leading to the first floor.

Han Yiche changed into a worker's uniform, carried the "cleaner" on the ground to the door behind the staircase on the third floor, took a newspaper to cover his face, put it in a sleeping position, and went straight to the entrance of the cold storage on the first floor.

The workers were all wearing dust hats, masks, gloves and foot covers, so Han Yiche easily blended in.

There was basically no one in the cold storage, so the two of them sat at the door and watched, and when they saw Han Yiche entering, they didn't care, and continued to talk about their own days.

Han Yiche quickly counted them, there were a total of twenty large freezers.

He walked to the innermost freezer and opened it to see that there were two adult fin whales, about 15 or 16 meters long.

Han Yiche took out his mobile phone and recorded it silently. Then quietly put it back in your pocket.

He quickly went through all the freezers, which contained about 40 whales.

Most of them are fin whales, in addition to this, there are three blue whales, two humpback whales, and one sperm whale.

Han Yiche watched it while taking his mobile phone to record it all.

At this time, the two people at the door saw that he had stayed so long and refused to leave, so they shouted at the top of their voices: "Which fish are you looking for?" Looking for so long......"

Suddenly, someone outside the door shouted, "Oh no! Our workers were knocked unconscious! ”

Then, there was a flurry of footsteps...... The two people in the cold storage, you look at me, I look at you, and suddenly reacted, pointed to Han Yiche and said, "Where is your work card?" Take it out and let's see! ”

Responding to their ............ It's two punches.