Wen Hui, who was far away in Fuzhou, was unaware of the changes that had occurred to the museum's exhibition.
She requested that the items donated by Lin Atai be secretly sent back to Beijing.
The top officials in Beijing immediately prepared a private jet.
The authorities attach great importance to this exhibition.
Important cultural relics from various municipalities and provinces were sent to the Beijing Municipal Museum.
Wen Hui returned to Beijing on the private jet.
Lin Ziyan was busy with mudflat aquaculture and only heard her grandmother mention it briefly, but didn't pay much attention.
At this moment, she is fully armed and releasing oysters and crab larvae into the mudflats.
All the yellow croakers were transferred to a newly built large fish farm.
Shen Hai, wearing a straw hat, was recording data with several other professors.
In just a few days, they tested the composition of silt from different mudflats, analyzed it, and made plans.
Lin Ziyan separated oysters, blue crabs, and shellfish, and also added abalone, blackfish, eel, sea bass, and other aquatic products.
The fish in the back are high-quality fish, with considerable profits and a relatively short growth cycle.
Shen Hai looked up at the marked mudflats, a glint in his eyes.
With such a large area and so many varieties, this is truly an experimental field, and it has even greater research significance.
"Ayan, can these fish be raised in mudflats?"
"These fish are quite expensive at the market," the chubby girl asked suspiciously.
She was tapping a wooden sign that read "Black Fish".
Lin Ziyan nodded slightly, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and then slowly said,
"We're looking forward to a bumper harvest next year."
Upon hearing this, Shen Hai's lips twitched.
These professors weren't sure if they could wait until the fish grew up; the previous shrimp plague had left a psychological scar on everyone.
The shallow water on the mudflats reflects the blue sky and mountains, creating a serene and beautiful scene, like an oil painting.
The sky is high and the clouds are light, the autumn wind is chilly.
The weather here is sunny all year round, and the summer months are getting longer each year.
Winter is like autumn, with fallen leaves all over the ground, but the leaves on the trees are still green.
"Old Shen, why are you sighing?" the chubby girl asked with a smile.
These past few days she's been practicing driving for an hour every morning. She passed the written driving test and will get her driver's license in two days if the practical test goes smoothly.
"I was thinking that if we had a bumper harvest, I would have to worry about how to sell it..." Shen Hai wanted a good harvest, but he was also afraid that the aquatic products would be unsaleable.
Fat girl, "..."
The other professors looked worried, as if they had been doused with cold water.
"There's no need to worry about sales. We can open pre-orders after raising them for six months. At that time, we can also process them into frozen seafood and sell them to other provinces. But I think that with our current scale, we can probably only sell enough to our own province."
Lin Ziyan briefly explained her thoughts.
Shen Hai nodded slightly. He didn't understand sales; he was just expressing his feelings.
Upon hearing this, the other professors felt as if a heavy weight had been lifted from their hearts.
They only do research, seeking ways to scientifically raise these aquatic products better.
Lin Ziyan said, "The New Year is coming soon, so I've prepared New Year's gifts for several professors. They'll be delivered to your desks in a little while."
Shen Hai opened his mouth as if to refuse, but swallowed the words back.
This research team is completely independent and not affiliated with the university.
They come here to do experiments and get paid.
The chubby girl remembered this and started thinking about what gift would be appropriate.
She and Lin Ziyan didn't stay on the mudflats for long; they left after knocking on the sign.
The two drove directly to the electronics factory.
At this time, the factory was rushing to complete the last batch of orders, and the factory would take the annual holiday early after completing this batch of goods.
“I was just about to go to the village to find you. The accounts here are fine, but some documents still need Ayan’s signature,” Fangjie said, wearing a dress with a cardigan over it.
Lin Ziyan glanced at her, raised an eyebrow slightly, and thought to herself that Sister Fang was finally starting to look like a pregnant woman.
The chubby girl took the documents first, quickly glanced through them, picked out the urgent ones, and set them aside.
Fangjie said enviously, "I also want to find a secretary. It's inconvenient to come here in the later stages of pregnancy, so I can have a secretary run errands for me."
"Oh right, the new factory manager has been elected..." She sighed and immediately handed over a document.
This time, the factory recruited people from all over the city, and they were selected only after being assessed.
Lin Ziyan was busy with the breeding company's affairs, so she left all the work to Sister Fang and Ren Dong.
The branch factory is currently experiencing a large volume of orders, and Ren Donglai is busy traveling to secure more orders, leaving him no time to manage the business.
She originally intended to choose from the factory, but there were no suitable ones.
"Yes, you really should hire a secretary, and preferably a few HR specialists, to get the HR department up and running."
“This way we can save time, and leave all the trivial matters to professionals,” Lin Ziyan replied. She had had this idea for a while.
The two factories haven't even established human resources departments yet; people would laugh at them if word got out.
Mu Fang tapped her fingers lightly on the table. "Alright, leave this to Manager Ren. With the New Year approaching, he'll finally have some free time."
Lin Ziyan nodded, "And by the way, promote Ren Donglai to Sales Director."
She observed carefully during this period and found that Ren Donglai had to do many things personally, which couldn't continue like this.
A sales department must be established, and it must be divided into groups, each with a group leader.
The chubby girl quickly took out her notebook to write it down, so she wouldn't forget it later.
Now she carries a notebook with her at all times, believing that a bad pen is worse than a good memory.
"Are you also going to Beijing for the Spring Festival this year?" Lin Ziyan asked casually as she leaned back in her office chair.
Fangjie hasn't returned to the Song family since getting married, but now things are looking up in Beijing, and they want the two of them to go back for the New Year.
In reality, the Song family wanted to use money to control their son, but the son secretly hid a lot of money, so they couldn't control him and were outmaneuvered by their son instead.
Fang sneered, "Song Yi's mother wants us to go back and be taken advantage of."
"Song Zhenzhen has a boyfriend and said they're getting married during the Spring Festival. They want us to go back and attend the wedding."
The chubby girl was stunned, "..."
"Pearl, if only I had found a man to marry into my family, I wouldn't have all these worries," Fang said with a wry smile.
Song Yi's family relented, so they had no choice but to go back.
Furthermore, she wanted to go back to the Mu family's ancestral home to take a look and do some repairs.
When I return to Beijing, at least I'll have a place to stay.
The chubby girl said, "Well, luckily my first blind date didn't work out, otherwise..."
The thought sent chills down her spine.
Fang Jie and Lin Ziyan exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with smiles.
"I'm just curious, don't you think Cao Detai... has gotten too fat?" Sister Fang took out some melon seeds to crack open, trying to get some gossip.
After signing the documents, Lin Ziyan stopped to eat sunflower seeds with Sister Fang.
"I told Cao De before we got married that I had to gain another ten pounds, otherwise I'd have to think twice about what I eat, and he wouldn't be able to carry me if he got too thin," the chubby girl said earnestly as she poured them both a glass of warm water.
The accountant sitting at the very back twitched his lips and almost burst out laughing.
Fangjie burst out laughing.
The chubby girl didn't seem to think anything of it, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Look at this big belly of mine, I gained this weight through my own hard work. Wouldn't it be a waste to lose it?"
"It's just like raising pigs..."
Lin Ziyan's brow twitched as she listened, sensing that the chubby girl's thoughts were running wild...
Fangjie couldn't hold back anymore and kept laughing while clutching her stomach.
Who would compare themselves to a pig?
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