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MTL - Salted Fish Doesn’t Want to Inherit Hundred of Billion Property-Chapter 81 God wants to die
This case has come to an end, and Bolan News has been included in the state. Before, a reporter secretly cursed the dead face editor Shi Shiran countless times into the Bolan News Building, completely subsuming the former private news agency. Under the banner of Jingzhou Ming Pao.
Bolan News had a very good foundation. After the website, official account, a and the like were rectified, Jingzhou Ming Pao's network process has advanced a big step, not only the editor-in-chief, but also the entire The team in charge of the entertainment direction are all in high spirits, and the favorability of Qibao for this event is crazy.
The specific embodiment is: "Qibaoqing always suffered great grievances before. This month's poverty alleviation column must be praised well and seriously!"
So, what Qing Qin thought was an interview that went through the motions turned into an exclusive interview with the head of the state TV station, and the pillars of several TV stations were dispatched, and the lineup was luxurious.
, There are already passersby talking about: "What idol drama is this filming?"
Qing Qinmu finished the speech written by the almighty assistant with his face turned away, sweating on his back, decisively diverted everyone's attention: "This time the theme is poverty alleviation, give more shots to the project. "
"Look, this is the consciousness of President Xiaoqing."
"Indeed, if you give more footage to the project, the farm will be able to develop better."
Several people discussed a few words, and looked at Qing Qin full of admiration or admiration.
Qing Qin:…
Well, I'm used to it.
Qibao's poverty alleviation project is in cooperation with the government. In addition to the time-consuming and slow-acting tasks of road construction and planting, there are more traditional methods of providing jobs. It just so happens that Qibao Winery and Qibao Farm are still expanding, and just when people are needed, the training positions including food, housing, and training will naturally be given priority to the poor, and the effect is also excellent.
Here is a scene of a middle-aged woman flying a drone.
"Auntie, what are you doing?"
"Sprinkle water on the fruit," Auntie was quite enthusiastic and hearty, and immediately introduced after seeing the camera, "The piece I'm in charge of is a green organic orchard that cannot be sprayed with pesticides. It was developed by the Agricultural University in the past two years. The new varieties that came out are big and juicy, you must try one when you come here!"
After eating half of it, the young host noticed his gaffe, and simply smiled and said to the camera: "I testify, it's really delicious."
Reasonable and convincing.
She continued to ask: "Then it flies in the sky?"
"Where's the drone." Auntie showed the ad in her hand, "The next lover, then, you can operate it directly, just like you young people play games. Look, There are still pictures taken here, and you can draw the route there. Come on, little girl, give it a try, you young people will definitely learn it.”
The host glanced at Qing Qin inquiringly.
Qing Qin has already made up his mind and has set up a drone production line, but the price is high and the profit is low. Even if it is publicized, no one should buy it, right?
The big deal is to sell at a loss in the name of expanding the market.
"Okay." Thoughts turned around, but after a second, Qing Qin nodded in agreement.
The host got started immediately, and with the help of my aunt, the drone flew back and forth soon.
"Wow."
"Amazing!"
"Can I do this?"
This model is more advanced than the entertainment model released by the farm, and the operation is more sensitive. It can be used like an arm. The operation interface has also been simplified many times to take care of new employees, which immediately attracted the host to get started .
"There is also an automatic cruise mode." Auntie also looked happy, and she raised her head when talking about more things, she couldn't be proud, "I am the best grade in our class, that's why Opportunity to do some operations manually, others can only stare at it and fly by itself!"
…
This interview was mixed with other parts of the annual poverty alleviation topic, which instantly attracted the attention of many people.
Most ordinary netizens are amazed—
"Let's eat peaches together this year!", "This farm is so beautiful!"
"Qibao is no longer a human being, such a fun drone will not be released sooner."
"Give you five minutes, I want to see the data of this drone."
Plant protection drone researchers look deeper—
"This drone uses the flight controller from that company behind it. It's so beautiful."
"The design of this power system is completely different from the market."
"This is a company that jumped out of a rock. I remember that country a has not made such a good drone."
At this time, drones are still far away from the lives of the public, and this kind of admiration still stays in a small circle, or the judgment of a big bull in the circle has attracted the attention of some capitalists: "Qibao has no Human-machine technology has reached the top level in China, and over time, it may be able to surpass country A."
Believe it or not, Fengzhou doesn't know, anyway, he himself is angry to death!
Qibao is a big winner in this wave of official propaganda. It absorbs a large number of passengers at once, and perfectly seizes the market. It is also being introduced by local governments. The green light is given all the way, and the expansion is escorted by someone.
On the other hand, looking at his own Shuangbei, he will not talk about the hardships of the expansion time and the resulting beams, and the business that has been bleak recently is even more sluggish.
There are a lot of peaches, bayberry, plums, loquats and the like rotten in the ground every day, and the loss is lost.
He gritted his teeth and went out to sell it, but the variety of this fruit was not very good. Immediately spit it out: "Bah, dogs don't eat your shit."
Fengzhou reluctantly returned to Zhuangzi, holding back the fire, and saw that the nearby farmers in the field were not harvesting fruit well, and they smoked and chatted one after another.
"You guys who owe wages and beat people, I quit."
"I'm not doing it!"
"Qibao is good, at least not bullying people!"
These ten or so peasants all came from the same village, and they were all in the same spirit. They immediately went on strike collectively, and turned to the media to report Fengzhou and Shuangbei.
In the past two months, there have been frequent scandals in Shuangbei, and the quality of service has also plummeted, which has long been smelly.
As soon as this incident happened, the behind-the-scenes capital that supported Fengzhou couldn’t stand it anymore.
"Withdrawal! Must withdraw! According to the previous agreement, we have the right to reduce losses when you cannot prove your worth."
The voice on the phone was ruthless, apparently intending to abandon him directly.
Toyosu begged for a long time in a low voice, but there was no response.
Chase and fight, right? Even if you are eliminated, there is still a bit of industry, so it will not be like this...
Several years of management efforts have all made wedding dresses for the enemy!
It seems that the sky will never die, Toyosu watched the sun rise with bloodshot eyes when a phone call came in.
"Is it the Fengzong of Shuangbei? We, Tiangong, hope to invest in your project."
The other side suddenly burst into a frantic shout: "Okay! I'm okay!"
However, a week ago, Jian Jun was doing research and was informed that a gentleman wanted to meet him.
"I'm very busy now, so I'm gone." Jian Jun's old club was frightened, and when he heard that he was about to meet a stranger, his scalp tingled, and he didn't hesitate to speak.
The front desk saw the stern look on the face of the Great Demon King Jian, who had been rumored by the researchers, his lips were tightly pursed, and he was obviously in a bad mood. He immediately hung up the video call and said to the man in front of him with a serious expression: "Sorry, Team Leader Jane can't see outsiders."
Jian Jun sent away the strange visitors, relaxed, and followed the lines of code written by the people around him, followed by learning and absorption.
This is the senior of his high school, who went to Huake University and graduated early with a Ph.D. major in AI.
Although it is not an intelligent body that is indistinguishable from human thinking in science fiction and public knowledge, but in the direction of neural networks, deep learning, and these obscure directions, this is the top of the younger generation. .
Jian Jun's ability to recruit him, in addition to the one-year acquaintance in the high school club, is this person's two major hobbies.
"Little Jane, I can work overtime for three hours now," Yan Shen finally came to an end, stretched his waist, and put one hand around Jian Jun's neck, "This is how this system is put together. solve."
"Well." Jian Jun frowned at the code and responded casually.
"You don't mean it?" Yan Shen lowered his face and reached out to turn off the computer.
"Hey, hey," Jian Jun hurriedly stopped, "The overtime pay will be charged to your card immediately, and the meals from the Qibao main canteen will be delivered soon."
"It's almost the same." Yan Shen stopped and happily waited for the feeding.
Jian Jun sighed, look, some people are obviously talented, and they only have money and food and drink in their minds.
As Yan Shen said before he came in, it doesn't matter if he can show his talents or not, as long as he has enough money, after visiting the Qibao canteen, the second half of this sentence is suddenly added. The level of the main dining hall of Qibao.
Jian Jun didn't have time to straighten out the idea of this code, and was pulled downstairs by Yan Shen who was anxious to eat.
"The meal hasn't been delivered yet." Jian Jun complained, but fortunately he took a photo and could still see it on the road.
"Pay attention to your feet," Yan Shen shook his head, looked up and saw a person standing in front of him, "This is the one who delivered the meal? It's not like the staff in the cafeteria."
, Mr. Yan, hello, I'm the manager of Tiangong Investment, do you have a chance to chat?"
Jian Jun has already blown up his hair, and replied coldly with a sullen face: "No."
"No problem, we can chat while eating, the two of you haven't eaten yet." The other party smiled amiably.
Grumble…
Yan Shen blushed silently, and was about to grit his teeth to refuse, when he heard a voice behind them: "This is you?"
They turned around and saw Qingqin wearing a t-shirt, his whole body glowing white under the light.
Qing Qin carried the packaged food box, and took a few steps over with her long legs: "I heard from the cafeteria that people order food after get off work every day, I'll come and see who is so diligent?"
He emphasized the word diligence and looked over with a smile that made Jian Jun shiver.
No way, as a key person who works overtime and forgets food and sleep, he has been named many times.
"It's almost nine o'clock, pay attention to your body, don't learn from Jian Jun." Qing Qin handed the food box to Yan Shen, which can be regarded as unloading the burden on his hands, rubbing his wrists and looking at the man, " Hello?"
If you dig someone, you will hit someone directly.
I don't know if I can report a work injury.
President Xiaoqing really didn't think so. It would be a great thing to ask him to send his people away and find a better home.
Although I don't plan to go bankrupt now, it may not be able to stabilize the balance in the cracks. Before one accidentally capsizes, it is better to send a few more people ashore.
In addition, he is still a little self-aware, he has no ambitions, and the stage he can give is probably not enough for these phoenixes to fly.
Yes, based on the reactions of various parties, Qing Qin has realized that he accidentally ruined a research genius, oh, counting this Yan Shen, two.
The other day he remembered to look at the resume of the newcomer who was about to report, good guy, so he didn't fall off his chair.
Seven Treasures He De how can you keep such a great Buddha!
Qing Qin looked sideways at Yan Shen again, thinking about how to help headhunters send out talents.
The headhunter has changed his mind and sent a message directly to his boss.
When everyone sat at the table together, he couldn't wait to speak: "The purpose of our Tiangong investment here is to invest in the drone project of Qibao. The face of Qingqin on the opposite side darkened a little bit.
Qing Qin: The one who sent the money, that is not a friendly army, draw your sword!