He first called the old man in the black leather jacket at Anxin Food Processing Company, asking him to quickly put up the signboard and then collect and organize all the relevant materials.
Then, he dialed the phone number of a man named Lao Zhong.
"Hey, hey, Lao Zhong, it's me, Zhang Daoyi!"
"Oh, it's nothing. I just received news that food safety testing is being conducted throughout Haishi today. I was worried you hadn't received the news yet, so I wanted to let you know."
"Yes, we've suspended sales to the public for the past few days."
"Yes, yes, we're just a pet food business, this has nothing to do with us."
"Hey, are you free this afternoon? Let's set a time to have lunch together. I went to the Fisherman's Restaurant in Beitun Town a few days ago, and the seafood there was incredibly fresh."
"Okay, then let's meet in Beitun Town this afternoon, alright, alright."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Daoyi felt a little more at ease.
Indeed, I'm in the pet food business, so why panic? Getting flustered just makes you lose your composure.
At the entrance of Anxin Food Processing Company, an elderly man in a black leather jacket directed several people to hang the sign above the entrance. This sign had two more characters than the one Xu An had seen before.
'Anxin Pet Food Processing Company'
All the leaflets and materials related to food wholesale and retail in the room were packed into a cardboard box. The old man in the black jacket even went home to put the box of materials in his own wardrobe and covered it tightly with clothes and blankets.
The women who had disappeared for a long time reappeared in the open space outside Anxin Pet Food Processing Company, wearing aprons and squatting under the tap washing various kinds of meat.
The hum of machines starting up could be heard from behind the house. Cleaned meat was fed into the machine's inlet and eventually turned into solid pellets that rolled out of the outlet and were put into bags printed with pet posters.
A van stopped in Qianhai Town, and seven or eight people got out, led by a middle-aged man who looked very dignified.
He pulled a pair of white gloves from his pocket, put them on, and asked the young adjutant next to him, "Are you sure the hideout is here?"
The young adjutant shook the brightly colored flyer in his hand, checked the company name and address on the flyer, and answered decisively, "That's right."
"Great, we've finally found a bigger buyer!"
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