On the way, Chu Yinyin introduced him some basic information about the newly introduced logistics company, focusing on the company's CEO.
Xu Shaoli, 48 years old, served in the army in his early years.
Although he retired as a non-commissioned officer, his discharge coincided with a nationwide mass layoff, making it very difficult for the army to arrange for his transfer to civilian jobs.
In addition, Xu Shaoli himself was quite quick-witted, so he chose to directly take a large amount of severance pay and voluntarily gave up the opportunity to transfer to civilian work arranged by the army.
Xu Shaoli then contacted several good comrades, each of whom contributed some money to set up a transportation company.
This is the predecessor of Sitong Logistics.
"Boss Chu, you've worked so hard. I feel so guilty for bothering you to make this special trip and help us with the Sitong platform."
Xu Shaoli's eyes were straight and his voice was very loud. He shook hands with Chu Yinyin and then withdrew immediately, with a look of sincere apology on his face.
Chu Yinyin smiled and said, "Mr. Xu, you're too kind. We're all here to improve our service quality and do our jobs better. It's not a question of whether it's troublesome or not. As long as your company doesn't have any problems dispatching vehicles and can meet our needs for all land transportation in eastern Shandong Province, then my insistence on signing this temporary agreement with your company will be worthwhile."
If all goes well, our company will re-tender its trucking business in eastern Shandong Province next year, and your company will naturally have a stronger advantage then. If your company wins the bid, we will be long-term partners. We hope you will seize this rare opportunity. While the beer shipping business may not be highly profitable, it is stable, which is very important to your company."
Xu Shaoli agreed, "That's right. The logistics industry has passed its wild growth period of the past few years. Now, everyone competes not only on transportation capacity, but also on the quality of service. We are also going through the painful period of transformation. At this time, if we can get a stable beer shipping order, it will be of great significance to us. So, Mr. Chu, rest assured, we will give it our all. I wonder who this person is..."
As he spoke, Xu Shaoli looked at Chen Yan and asked.
Chu Yinyin introduced Chen Yan softly, "Chen Yan is the youngest dispatch supervisor in our dispatch room. He was previously in charge of Zhejiang Province. However, I recently realized that it was a waste of his talent to only let him be in charge of the shipping business in one province, so I transferred him out separately."
When Xu Shaoli heard this, his eyes lit up immediately.
He quickly extended his hands and shook Chen Yan's right hand enthusiastically, saying with a smile, "It's Director Chen. Nice to meet you. Director Chen looks like a college student. I didn't expect that he has been entrusted with such an important task by President Chu. He is really a hero in his youth. Compared to a young man like Director Chen, I am really old."
Chen Yan raised an eyebrow and said, "Mr. Xu, you're too kind. After all, this place is a highway exit, with a lot of traffic, so it's quite dangerous. Why don't you get in the car first and then talk in detail when we get to the dealership?"
Xu Shaoli slapped his forehead and said embarrassedly, "Yes, yes, look at my brain. Let's get in the car first and talk when we get there."
After saying that, Xu Shaoli saluted, watched Chu Yinyin and Chen Yan get into the car, and then he quickly returned to the car.
As the car started again, the smile on Xu Shaoli's face disappeared immediately, replaced by a puzzled expression.
"Boss Xu, why are all these people younger than the last? They look like recent college graduates. Is it really okay to follow them on client visits?"
The assistant sitting in the passenger seat turned around and said doubtfully.
Xu Shaoli said in a deep voice, "Don't underestimate them! Especially that Chen Yan. He gives me a very dangerous feeling! In short, we must seize this opportunity! Otherwise, the company will be in great trouble! For the next few days, just treat them like ancestors! Do you understand?"
"Yes, Mr. Xu!"
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At the junction of Qindao City and Weizhou City, there is a county-level city called Fengcheng.
Although Fengcheng belongs to Weizhou in terms of administrative division, many Fengcheng people like to call themselves Qindao people.
Influenced by the policy of merging villages and towns that has been promoted in the province in recent years, many villages in Fengcheng, a county-level city, have completed the demolition and resettlement work.
Chen Yan’s hometown, Chenjia Village, is on the list of merged villages and towns, and has now been renamed Chenjia Community.
Completely different from the demolitions in the city, the compensation standards for village and town mergers are like a joke.
So even though Chen Yan's house was demolished, his family conditions did not actually improve in any substantial way.
It was already afternoon. The courier in charge of Chenjia Community came to one of the residential buildings in the community on an electric three-wheeled vehicle specially used for express delivery.
Four men and two women, six middle-aged people who all looked to be around fifty years old, were sitting on mats around a small wooden table, playing 'Gouji' - a poker game played by six people using four decks of cards.
The scene was lively, with six people scheming against each other and throwing poker cards on the wooden table with passion and crackling sounds.
The courier stopped the car, opened the door, and shouted to one of them, "Uncle Chen, there's a package for you. It's insured and very valuable. Come and sign for it. You have to open it in front of me to confirm that everything is fine. If there's any problem, I'll have to trace it back!"
Chen Maodong, who was addicted to playing cards, was stunned when he heard this, and then he remembered the message his son had sent on the chat software early this morning, saying that he had mailed some supplements to him.
As soon as the game was over, Chen Maodong stood up and walked over to the courier. Watching him unload the package, he asked curiously, "My son just told me this morning that he sent something by mail, and you guys arrived this afternoon? So fast?"
"Uncle Chen, we can now deliver orders placed before 11 a.m. within the province on the same day. Let's take a quick look and see if there are any problems with the items."
The courier boy said with a smile.
Chen Maodong didn't ask any more questions. After he unpacked the large foam box, he was stunned on the spot.
Sea cucumbers, abalone, bird's nests, high-end tea... and even a box of Feitian tea?!
Is this what they call 'sending some supplements'?!
The other players at the table also came over curiously.
One of them just saw what was inside and couldn't help but yelled, "Feitian?! A whole box?! Old Chen, are you rich?! You're buying Feitian by the box?!"
"Bullshit! This was mailed to me by my son! You little bastard! You just know how to waste money! Can't you just buy some cheap ration wine? How can I bear to drink such an expensive thing?"
Although he was complaining, Chen Maodong's face was full of an unconcealable smile.
Listening to several of his poker friends expressing their envy openly and praising him for having a good son, Chen Maodong felt relaxed all over for a moment.
Rural show-offs are so simple, unpretentious and boring.
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