Chapter 69 Expanding the Business Territory
Chapter 69 Entering the Seafood Cold Chain Industry
Even before the celebratory red ribbons announcing the completion of the Blackstone Bay tidal energy cold storage facility have been removed, the harsh reality of operational pressures has already quietly arrived. The daily maintenance of this behemoth and the salaries of its staff act like invisible whips, urging it to generate profits as quickly as possible.
Jiang Suining set up a simple office next to the cold storage and hung up a wooden sign that read "Haifeng Cold Chain Service Center". She knew that it would take time to gain the acceptance and trust of fishermen on the relatively conservative island.
“Engineer Zhao, Master Chen,” Jiang Suining called to the core team, “we can’t just wait around. We have to go out and let everyone know what this cold storage is for and what benefits it can bring them.”
Zhao Zhenhai scratched his head: "That makes sense, but those old fishermen are stubborn and won't act until they see results. It's hard to convince them with just words."
Chen Yongqiang nodded in agreement: "Yes, there needs to be someone to take the lead."
Just then, hesitant footsteps came from outside the office door. An old fisherman with dark skin and a wrinkled face poked half his body in, holding a small bucket of lively mantis shrimp in his hand, looking reserved.
"Excuse me... do you accept seafood here?"
"Old Lin, it's you." Chen Yongqiang recognized the man and quickly stepped forward, explaining to Jiang Suining and Zhao Zhenhai, "This is Old Lin, a well-known fishing expert on the island."
Jiang Suining immediately stood up and greeted him warmly: "Uncle Lin, please come in! We don't directly accept seafood, but we do provide storage services."
"Store?" Uncle Lin's cloudy eyes were full of doubt. He shook the bucket in his hand. "I was lucky this morning and caught half a boatload of good shrimp, but the shrimp buyer, Wang Laowu, insisted that there was too much stock today and would only pay 50 cents, when it's usually two dollars! I was so angry that I didn't sell them, but with this weather... they won't be fresh by the afternoon, and I'm so anxious!"
This was exactly the opportunity Jiang Suining had been waiting for. She patiently explained, "Uncle Lin, don't worry. You can store these shrimp in our cold storage. We'll freeze them quickly to preserve their freshness. You can pick them up anytime you find a suitable buyer or when the price is right."
"Freeze it?" Uncle Lin was skeptical. "Will it still taste good if it's frozen solid? Wouldn't it just become an ice block?"
“It’s different from the frozen ones at home.” Jiang Suining smiled and led him to the cold storage’s operating room. “Ours is quick-frozen. The temperature is low, so it freezes quickly, which can lock in the shrimp’s freshness and moisture to the greatest extent. After thawing, it’s almost indistinguishable from fresh shrimp.”
Zhao Zhenhai chimed in, vouching for the machine with his honest words as an engineer: "Brother Lin, I guarantee it with my skills! This machine works perfectly! It's a hundred times better than you taking it home and keeping it covered in a quilt all night!"
“Old Lin, what they said is true. We’ve known each other for so many years, when have I ever lied to you?” Chen Yongqiang said. “Come on, I’ll take you to see this cold storage.”
The group walked to the cold storage. Looking at the gleaming equipment and the sincere eyes of the men, and then thinking of Wang Laowu's despicable face, Uncle Lin stamped his foot and said, "Fine! I'll trust you this time! But how do we collect the money?"
"It's charged by weight, including freezing and storage. The fee is five cents for every ten pounds a day." Jiang Suining quoted a carefully calculated and very tempting price, then pointed to the shrimp in her hand and calculated for him, "This bucket of shrimp, even if it's ten pounds, is only fifty cents a day. If you find a buyer tomorrow and take these shrimp away, you can sell them for two yuan, and you'll make one yuan and fifty cents. Plus, you don't have to go out to sea. It's such a good deal!"
Lin Bo quickly calculated in his mind, gritted his teeth, and said, "Okay! I'll save it for one day!"
Following the pre-trained procedures, the workers weighed Mr. Lin's shrimp, placed them in special plastic trays, and sent them to the quick-freezing room. The whole process was fast and professional, leaving Mr. Lin completely bewildered.
The next morning, Uncle Lin arrived with a fishmonger from a neighboring island who offered fair prices.
When the workers took out the plate of frozen, but still bright red prawns, after they thawed slightly at room temperature, the prawns were plump and not at all shriveled.
The fishmonger knew his stuff; one look at the quality, and he immediately offered 1.5 yuan! After deducting the freezing cost, Uncle Lin made 1 yuan, more than he would have earned selling to Wang Laowu.
Uncle Lin took the thick wad of bills, his hands trembling slightly. He turned around abruptly, grasped Jiang Suining's hand tightly, and stammered excitedly, "Manager Jiang! Thank you! Thank you so much! Your cold storage is a lifesaver for us fishermen! From now on, I'll store all my good catches here!"
Lin Bo's story spread like wildfire throughout the entire fishing port.
"Have you heard? Old Lin's shrimp were frozen in the cold storage overnight, but they still sold, and for even more money than what Wang Laowu bought!"
"Really? Is that thing really that amazing?"
"If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself. Old Lin is walking with a swagger these days!"
Amidst the skepticism and barely suppressed curiosity, in the following days, some daring fishermen began to follow Lin Bo's example and send good fish that couldn't be sold for a good price or fish that they caught too much to sell that day to the cold storage to try their luck.
The small office gradually became lively, with people coming and going—weighing, registering, and asking questions. Jiang Suining put Zhao Zhenhai in charge of maintaining the equipment to ensure its flawless operation; she put Chen Yongqiang and a few quick-witted young people in charge of reception and handling procedures, while she herself coordinated and dealt with various emergencies.
That day, the captain of a fishing brigade came to our door. His brigade had just caught a boatload of commercially valuable fish, but other brigade had also had a bumper harvest at the same time, which had driven down the purchase price at the dock.
"Manager Jiang, our shipment is too large. Can you store it all? Can you offer a better price?" the team leader asked tentatively.
This is our first big customer! Jiang Suining's heart skipped a beat, but she remained calm: "Captain, don't worry, our storage capacity is sufficient. As for the price, we offer discounts for large quantities. I can calculate it for you by the ton, and a monthly subscription is even more cost-effective. You can store the goods here and sell them when the price recovers. The price difference will far exceed this storage fee."
She took out the calculator she had prepared and did the math for the captain on the spot. Seeing the clear numbers on the screen, the captain was impressed and immediately decided to rent 50 cubic meters of space to store more than ten tons of fish.
Once the news spread, the cold storage business truly took off. Not only individual fishermen, but also some collective fishing units began to regard it as an important tool for regulating the market and ensuring profits.
In the evening, Jiang Suining was in her office taking stock of the income from the past few days. Although the individual amounts were not large, they added up and were enough to cover the basic operating expenses of the cold storage in its early stages, and even generated a small profit. More importantly, it established a brand-new cooperation model based on technology and trust.
Outside the window, the tide lapped against the shore, mingling with the faint hum of the cold storage unit. Zhao Zhenhai walked in, a relaxed smile on his face: "Manager Jiang, it seems we've taken this first step and secured our position."
Jiang Suining closed the ledger, looked out the window at the returning fishing boats, her eyes bright: "Yes, Engineer Zhao, this is just the beginning. Once everyone is completely used to the existence of the cold storage, it will be time for us to launch the next phase of our plan."
She seemed to already see that in the near future, what would be continuously shipped out of this cold storage by the sea would no longer be raw catches, but rather products that were labeled "Haifeng," carefully processed, and truly belonged to her.
This first pot of gold was not just money, but also priceless trust and a cornerstone for a wider world.
***
In early summer, the construction boom on Nan'ao Island is as intense as the rising temperatures.
Jiang Fengnian's construction team, with its down-to-earth work style and the little bit of reputation indirectly brought by his brother-in-law Lu Ye, gradually gained a foothold on the island, and the projects they received changed from the initial repairs to contracting small buildings.
Currently, they are constructing a teaching building for a new primary school in the western part of the island. This is a prestigious project and the largest project the construction team has ever undertaken. Jiang Fengnian has poured all his energy into it, practically living and eating on the construction site. He has lost weight, but his eyes are full of drive and anticipation for the future.
However, disasters often lurk from negligence.
That afternoon, the construction site was pouring concrete for the second floor slab. After working continuously for more than ten hours, the workers were all a little tired.
A young worker in charge of the mixer, due to fatigue from working for several days, lost focus while operating it and failed to strictly control the water-cement ratio, resulting in a batch of concrete with an excessively thin mix.
The problematic concrete was used in the pouring of the floor slab in the southeast corner of the second floor. At the time, the problem did not immediately become apparent, and the workers continued to vibrate and smooth it as usual.
The next morning, Jiang Fengnian arrived at the construction site early as usual to inspect it. When he walked to the second floor area, he heard a faint "click" sound under his feet and felt an abnormal softness. His heart sank and he immediately squatted down to take a closer look. Upon inspection, he discovered that something was wrong. Several fine, abnormal cracks had appeared on the surface of the newly poured floor slab. When he stepped on it lightly, he even felt a slight sinking sensation!
"Stop! Stop everything!" Jiang Fengnian's roar instantly shattered the tranquility of the construction site, carrying a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.
Once the teaching building is put into use, this problematic floor slab is likely to crack and collapse under load, with unimaginable consequences!
Jiang Fengnian's mind went blank with a "buzz," and cold sweat instantly soaked his back. This not only meant huge economic losses and delayed construction, but more frighteningly, the collapse of his reputation and the potential legal liabilities he might face.
His construction team is probably completely finished!
"Investigate! Investigate thoroughly! Find out which link in the chain went wrong!" Jiang Fengnian roared, his eyes bloodshot and his voice hoarse.
The construction site was thrown into chaos, and everyone was filled with fear.
Jiang Fengnian forced himself to calm down. He first ordered a complete work stoppage, blocked the news, and investigated the cause. He knew that if this matter got out, especially if it reached the ears of his wife Liu Hong, who was about to give birth, the consequences would be unimaginable.
While organizing technical experts to study and formulate a remedial plan to start over, calculating the huge losses, he also gritted his teeth and went to the construction unit and the supervision party to confess and admit his mistakes, trying to buy time to deal with the situation.
“Brother-in-law, I…” That evening, he found Lu Ye, a man who was usually a pillar of strength, his eyes red and his voice choked with sobs, “I’m in trouble, I’ve messed up a huge mess at the construction site.”
Lu Ye listened calmly as he finished speaking, his brows furrowed: "Quality issues cannot be hidden, nor should they be. The key now is to be sincere and take effective remedial measures. Economic losses are certain, but as long as there are no casualties or more serious consequences, there is still room for maneuver. What do you need me to do?"
"Don't tell Sui Sui, and especially don't let your sister-in-law know!" Jiang Fengnian grabbed Lu Ye's arm tightly. "Your sister-in-law is about to give birth, she can't take this kind of shock!"
Lu Ye patted his shoulder heavily: "I know what's important, but you have to handle this properly."
Jiang Fengnian began a period of hectic running around, almost wearing his lips out from talking. He apologized and made promises to all parties, and used almost all of the construction team's savings to pay for the initial repair materials. He became visibly haggard.
Despite his best efforts to conceal it and to act as if nothing was wrong when he came home each day, Liu Hong, being a wife, still keenly sensed that something was wrong with her husband. The evasive look in his eyes, the sighs he uttered in the middle of the night, and the lingering smell of smoke and anxiety on his body all made Liu Hong's heart sink little by little.
Taking advantage of Jiang Fengnian's absence, she went to find Jiang Suining with her huge pregnant belly.
"Sui Sui, tell your sister-in-law the truth, has something happened to your brother?" Liu Hong held Jiang Sui Ning's hand, her eyes full of worry. "He's been absent-minded these past few days. He says everything's fine when I ask him anything, but I'm really worried."
Jiang Suining's heart skipped a beat. She already knew about her brother's troubles at the construction site through Lu Ye, and now, looking at her sister-in-law's pale face and round belly, she dared not tell the truth.
"Sister-in-law, don't overthink it." Jiang Suining forced a smile and helped her sit down. "My brother is urging us to finish the project. He's probably just too busy at the construction site lately and is exhausted. You know him, he likes to shoulder everything himself. The most important thing for you right now is to focus on your pregnancy and have a healthy baby. Don't worry about anything else."
That day, Liu Hong was sunbathing in the yard when a straightforward woman from the village came to visit. During their casual conversation, she casually mentioned, "Hey, Liu Hong, I heard that Fengnian and his family had an accident at the construction site? It seems like quite a problem? Don't worry too much, men working away from home inevitably encounter some bumps and stumbles..."
These words struck Liu Hong like a bolt from the blue! Her long-held suspicions were confirmed, and she was instantly overwhelmed by immense panic, worry for her husband, and the grievance of being kept in the dark. She felt a sudden darkness before her eyes and a sharp, tearing pain shot through her abdomen.
The sister-in-law, who was visiting, was terrified and immediately cried for help. Fortunately, Jiang Suining was worried and came to visit her today. Hearing the commotion, she rushed out and saw the blood seeping from under the sister-in-law's body. Terrified, she immediately called for a car and rushed Liu Hong to the hospital.
In the hospital delivery room, Liu Hong experienced severe stress, resulting in abnormal fetal movement and signs of premature labor and dystocia. Her labor was extremely difficult, and her painful groans tugged at the hearts of everyone outside.
Jiang Fengnian received the news at the construction site, dropped everything he was doing, and rushed to the hospital like a madman.
Outside the delivery room, he looked at his mother, stepfather Zhong the tailor, and sister who rushed over, saw their solemn faces, and listened to his wife's painful cries from inside the delivery room. This seven-foot-tall man slid down the wall to the ground, ran his hands through his hair, and let out a suppressed, desperate growl like a wild beast.
He deeply resented his own incompetence, feeling that he was the one who had harmed his wife and children.
At this most chaotic and desperate moment, news came from the construction site. Based on Lu Ye's covert coordination and Jiang Fengnian's sincere attitude and effective remedial plan in the early stage, the construction unit and the competent department, considering that the matter was discovered in time, did not cause substantial serious consequences, and that the construction team had a positive attitude in remediation, finally made a decision: requiring the construction team to unconditionally and completely rework the problematic parts, bear all economic losses, and be fined a certain amount, but retaining its qualification to continue construction and not imposing more severe penalties.
This means that although Jiang Fengnian and his construction team suffered heavy losses, they preserved their core business and gained the opportunity to survive.
When the news reached the hospital, almost simultaneously, a loud and clear cry of a newborn baby rang out from the delivery room!
The nurse came out carrying the swaddled baby, a tired but relieved smile on her face: "Mother and daughter are safe! It's a beautiful little girl, but it was quite a ordeal. The mother is so tired she's fallen asleep."
In an instant, hell and heaven.
Jiang Fengnian practically tumbled over, tears streaming down his face as he looked at the wrinkled, red little one in the swaddling clothes. He carefully took his daughter, as if holding the most precious and fragile thing in the world.
He looked at his pale-faced wife, who was then wheeled out and was unconscious, and then at his daughter, who was smacking her lips in his arms. An indescribable feeling, a mixture of endless guilt, the joy of regaining what was lost, and immense relief, filled his chest.
His voice was hoarse and choked with tears as he said to his family, "It's my daughter, it's my daughter who brought me this blessing! As soon as she came, the disaster at the construction site was over. She saved me, she saved this family..."
Jiang Suining looked at her brother's alternating tears and laughter, at her sister-in-law sleeping peacefully, and then at her little niece, and couldn't help but tear up as well.
This sudden upheaval, like a violent storm, ravaged the family. It brought trauma and lessons, but also brought the family closer together.
Holding his daughter, Jiang Fengnian secretly vowed that from now on, he would not only be more cautious and down-to-earth in his work, but also protect this family and the little angel who came to him during his most difficult time and brought him a turning point and hope.
After the storm, the cry of new life heralds a new beginning. Through this experience, Jiang Fengnian has truly shed some of his impetuousness and become more composed and responsible.
***
Tidal Cold Storage's warehousing and freezing business is gradually getting on track, bringing stable cash flow, but Jiang Suining's eyes are already on something much further ahead.
"We must take the path of intensive processing," she set the tone at an internal meeting. "Only by turning raw materials into products with our 'Haifeng' brand can we break free from passivity, truly control pricing, and enter the national market."
The idea was clear, but the first step encountered a problem: building a new seafood processing plant would be too costly and take too long; and finding a suitable contract manufacturer was not an easy task on Nan'ao Island in the early 1980s.
Her first choice was the largest state-owned seafood processing plant on Nan'ao Island, which was relatively well-equipped and mainly produced ordinary frozen fish fillets and a small amount of canned fish.
The factory manager, surnamed Hu, was a middle-aged man with a ruddy complexion and a somewhat bureaucratic tone. In the office filled with the smell of fish, he spoke in his official manner: "Manager Jiang, your idea is good, but the production tasks assigned to our factory are from the higher-level unit. Our production lines and processes are fixed. If we adjust the production line for your small-batch, new-style product and delay the production plan, I cannot bear the responsibility."
“Director Hu, we can pay a reasonable processing fee, and if the trial sales are successful, the subsequent order volume will be very large…” Jiang Suining tried to persuade him.
Factory Director Hu waved his hand, interrupting her: "It's not about the money, it's about the rules and the plan. Besides, those 'single-frozen shrimp' and 'seasoned scallops' you mentioned have high processing requirements. If they're ruined, who will bear the loss? It'll be a hassle!"
The first attempt to contact them ended without success.
The rigidity within the other party's system and its rejection of new things act like an invisible wall.
Jiang Suining was not discouraged. She contacted several smaller collectively owned processing points, but they were either poorly equipped and had questionable hygiene conditions, or the managers were conservative and unwilling to try.
Just as she was racking her brains over this, problems arose with the acquisition of raw materials.
She offered a price 20% higher than the market price, specifically buying fresh abalone that were uniform in size and in good condition.
As soon as the news spread, fishermen came in droves to deliver abalone. The quality inspector was an old fisherman recommended by the tailor, who had a sharp eye.
At first, the abalone they received were of very good quality. However, a few days later, the old seafood expert frowned and approached Jiang Suining: "Manager Jiang, something's not right. The batches we received today look big and plump, but they feel light to the touch."
He picked one up, broke it open with force, and saw that the space between the abalone meat and the shell was filled with heavy, wet salt!
"Those damned bastards! They stuffed salt in to make it heavier!" Old Haihuo was so angry that his beard trembled.
Jiang Suining's heart sank instantly. She immediately ordered a thorough investigation, and it turned out that more than one family was doing this! Some fishermen, seeing that she was young and a woman, thought she was easy to fool, and driven by profit, they had wicked intentions.
This batch of tampered abalone not only caused Jiang Suining economic losses, but more seriously, if it had not been discovered in time, it would have been processed into products and flowed into the market, causing a devastating blow to the yet-to-be-established "Haifeng" seafood brand.
The setbacks at the processing plant and the fraudulent acquisition of raw materials made Jiang Suining realize the difficulties of starting a business.
"Sister-in-law, am I being too hasty?" That evening, she visited Liu Hong, who was in postpartum confinement, and her niece, and couldn't help but show some signs of exhaustion.
Liu Hong leaned against the headboard, still weak, but her eyes were clear: "Sui Sui, nothing ever goes smoothly, right? When we started making clothes, didn't some people say it wouldn't work? If finding a factory to process the orders didn't work, we'd think of another way. A living person can't be held back by a burst bladder, can they?"
Jiang Suining's sister-in-law's words, though rough, were true and enlightened her. She turned her attention back to the state-owned aquatic product processing plant. If a direct confrontation wouldn't work, could she find a "breakthrough" within it?
She asked Zhao Zhenhai and Chen Yongqiang to help her inquire. Chen Yongqiang had extensive connections on the island and soon brought back some news: there was a workshop deputy director named Ma Xiangqian in the seafood processing plant. He was a college student in the 1960s who studied food engineering and had some real skills. However, because of his straightforward personality and lack of flattery, he had always been unsuccessful. He always wanted to make some technological innovations, but he was repeatedly suppressed by Director Hu.
Jiang Suining's heart stirred.
Instead of going directly to Ma Xiangqian, she was introduced by Chen Yongqiang and "bumped into" Ma Xiangqian taking a walk at the dock one weekend evening.
Instead of discussing cooperation, she spoke in a consultative tone about the current state of seafood processing at home and abroad, mentioning concepts such as individual freezing technology, rapid freezing of individual products, and seasoning for freshness preservation.
These forward-thinking topics instantly ignited a spark in Ma Xiangqian's eyes. He felt as if he had met a kindred spirit and began to talk at length about his ideas for improving the factory's existing processes, as well as his concepts for new products such as flour-coated fried fish fillets and vacuum-packed seasoned seafood.
"Mr. Ma, these are exactly the ideas I've been looking for!" Jiang Suining stated her purpose at the opportune moment. "I have capital, cold storage, and the determination to make our Nan'ao seafood famous. All I lack is technical talent like you. State-owned factories have too many rules and regulations. Why don't we cooperate? You don't need to leave the factory. You just need to use your spare time to be our technical consultant, responsible for process guidance and quality control. I will pay you a consulting fee, and if the product is successful, there will be a generous reward!"
This was an offer he couldn't refuse, as it preserved his secure job at the state-owned factory while providing him with a platform to realize his technological ambitions and additional income.
Ma Xiangqian hesitated for only a moment before finally agreeing: "Manager Jiang, I'll do it!"
A technical consultant was found, but the production line at the processing plant was still unusable. Ma Xiangqian offered a compromise: "There is an old, small-scale single-freezing and drying experimental line in the factory that has been idle. We can talk to Director Hu about it. We can also recruit workers ourselves, and I will personally lead the team. We can start with small-batch trial production in that abandoned warehouse in the corner of the factory!"
Jiang Suining thought it was feasible, so she went to see Director Hu again. She pleaded with him, but the price was too high, so she finally rented the place. With Ma Xiangqian's help, she recruited a few workers, and the production line was set up.
At the same time, Jiang Suining also adopted a new strategy in raw material procurement. Instead of waiting for delivery, she adopted a "fixed fleet + strict rewards and punishments" model.
She found Uncle Lin, whom she had initially trusted in the cold storage facility, as well as several other reputable and skilled veteran fishermen, and formed a small "Haifeng High-Quality Seafood Supply Group." She signed a preliminary exclusive sales agreement with them, with prices still higher than the market price, but with strict quality requirements and penalties for breach of contract. She even prepaid a deposit to help them update their fishing nets.
She did not choose to remain silent about the "salt-filling incident," but instead publicly pointed out the problem at the fishing port and announced that those companies would be blacklisted from the cooperative.
Although this move offended a minority of people, it won the respect and trust of most honest fishermen and established the quality threshold for "Haifeng" to purchase seafood.
Returning to the seafood processing, although the production line had been rented, Ma Xiangqian didn't dare to come over openly. He could only provide technical guidance in secret. Fortunately, the temporary processing point finally started operating.
The first batch of trial-produced products included "single-frozen grade 1 shrimp" and "original flavor dried scallops," which have relatively simple processes and high market acceptance.
In the dead of night, the state-owned factory area was completely silent, except for the warehouse in that corner, where the light was on.
Wearing work clothes, Ma Xiangqian personally adjusted the temperature and wind speed of the single-freezing machine, instructing the temporarily recruited female workers on how to remove shells and remove intestinal tracts more efficiently and hygienically.
Jiang Suining also rolled up her sleeves and helped out, supervising every step of the process.
When the first batch of crystal-clear, uniformly sized, and rock-hard frozen shrimp came off the production line, everyone held their breath.
Ma Xiangqian picked one up, waited for it to thaw slightly, put it in his mouth, and tasted it carefully. A smile gradually appeared on his face: "Fresh! Sweet! Quite elastic! Success! This quality is no worse than the export products produced on the factory's main production line!"
On the other side, the scallops, dried using traditional low-temperature methods, also exude a rich and enticing aroma, with a golden color and uniform dryness.
Looking at the products with temporary handwritten labels, Jiang Suining felt an indescribable surge of excitement. This small step was so difficult, yet so solid.
She immediately organized a team to send small batches of the trial-produced products to several trading companies in major coastal cities where she had previously established her garment business for trial sales. Instead of charging exorbitant prices, she adopted a highly competitive price, aiming to first penetrate the market and gather feedback.
After an anxious wait, good news kept coming from our partners in Shanghai and Guangzhou:
"Manager Jiang, the feedback on the shrimp is excellent! The customer says the taste is far superior to similar products in the supermarket!"
"The demand for scallops is outstripping our supply! Do you have any more stock? Could you please send another batch as soon as possible?"
The positive market response was like a shot in the arm, making the whole team jubilant. Ma Xiangqian was so excited that he was moved to tears. His technology had finally been recognized by the market.
Looking at the pale sky outside the warehouse, she already had her next goal in mind: she had to have a fully-owned, legitimate processing plant. This successful trial production and positive market feedback would be her most powerful bargaining chip in persuading the bank and securing policy support.
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