All wines produced will be shipped from Beijing.
"Okay, then who will be in charge of this area?"
"Leave it to Uncle Baogen."
From now on, the brigade will no longer receive profit sharing; instead, it will receive personal commissions from Uncle Baogen.
This can be seen as a guarantee for Uncle Baogen, so that he will still have an income even if he stops being the brigade leader.
There's no need to renew the five-year profit-sharing agreement that was signed initially, now that it's expired.
"Okay, I understand."
After settling in, An Tanxiao and Shi Meiling went for a walk and greeted the villagers they encountered.
We hadn't seen each other for years, and we had so much to talk about.
The children were playing around with the small coins.
The pom-pom, the yarn, and the fluffy stuff all ran away.
Zhuang Zhimeng looked around the house, both inside and outside.
"Our house is still pretty good; it hasn't changed in the past few years."
"Yes, now every household in the village has a house like this."
The house is of good quality.
"I wonder if I'll be able to get used to sleeping on a kang (heated brick bed)?"
"Hehe, I have a way to help you get used to it, wife."
Zhuang Zhimeng saw her lover winking at her.
"Hehe, that won't work here. The children don't have their own rooms."
Just as An Qingbai was about to hug his wife, the children rushed in.
"Mom, Dad, an uncle is looking for you."
Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai exchanged a glance and immediately left the room.
"Uncle Baogen, what brings you here?"
"I heard you were back, so I came to see you."
"Please come in and let's talk. We have some ideas to discuss with you."
The three talked for quite a while and basically reached a consensus.
The distillery will relocate next year, the pig feed will continue to be produced in cooperation, and the soap formula will be sold to the production brigade.
In the middle of the night, An Tanxiao got up and woke up his eldest son, second son, and youngest son.
The four people were walking on the road.
The other three didn't dare to ask.
An Tanxiao turned the stone platform and took out a special stone carving.
He waved to his three sons.
"Hurry inside, Huazhong will be patrolling soon."
The three followed closely into the secret room.
An Danxiao placed the stone carving in the gap of the secret room.
With a click.
The secret room leads to another door.
An Qingsong stared in disbelief.
"Father, there's actually another door here? I never noticed it."
"Hehe, of course we can't find out. Without this stone door, it won't turn."
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