Twenty years of cold chain

Qingyan City will fully launch the "Food Safety Production Season" in the second quarter of this year. This initiative, jointly launched by the health and supervision departments, will conduct quality inspections on breeding and planting enterprises, production and processing enterprises, and warehousing and distribution enterprises in the urban area and its subordinate counties, and will also conduct safety training in eleven safety production teams.

This is undoubtedly a huge undertaking. Eleven teams are to go deep into various counties, and the team leaders are all public officials from relevant departments. However, there is a shortage of team members. Regarding manpower in this regard, the higher authorities ultimately called on major production and logistics companies in the city to allocate a certain number of additional professionals to be responsible for various details such as safety training procedures, in order to cooperate with the full implementation of the safety production season.

Tongxing was allocated eight slots, causing a slight unease among the staff. Everyone knew that, given Hu Shutong's style, he would definitely send experienced personnel with expertise in safety training. Both industry insiders and relevant departments knew that Tongxing possessed many outstanding industry talents, which would benefit both the implementation of the training content and Tongxing's image.

However, amidst these concerns, other thoughts also arose. In recent years, the two factions of the Mingda and Qing families had been secretly vying for power, but Hu Shutong had never made any public statement. Yet, people knew that such a powerful figure couldn't possibly be unaware of this. This time, which side he was sent to, or what combination he would form, would surely reveal something to people.

However, what happened at the meeting was something that people didn't need to look at at all; it was the most impossible scene to them!

I thought this was going to be a meeting about sending people abroad in large numbers, but Hu Shutong only mentioned it briefly at the beginning, and then it was time for a new round of arrangements for various outreach matters.

It was this very sentence that caused everyone to be shocked: Hu Shutong directly handed over the overseas assignment to Su Mu. Ever since people got to know Su Mu, his usually composed face had never been so flushed; it was a burning embarrassment that made his pores tingle.

With Su Mu handling the matter, things became much simpler. The elites from every department within the Qing organization were involved, and moving any one of them would ultimately become a matter of coordination between him and Chu Lihe. With only a little over a week until the list was finalized, not only was implementation complicated, but there was also a risk of things escalating internally in an unseemly manner—something Su Mu didn't want to see.

Therefore, he could only start with the people from Mingda. After this batch was transferred out, there were really very few people from Mingda left in Tongxing. It was foreseeable that new interns from the Qing-class would continue to pour in, and the veterans would rise through the ranks. When these people from Mingda returned, no one could say for sure what the situation would be like.

This inexplicable situation led many present to suspect that there must be something between the people from Mingda and Hu Shutong that they didn't know about. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Hu Shutong wanted the people from Qingzihao to take over Tongxing's business completely. It seemed that he was gradually "de-Mingda-izing" the company.

What exactly happened? In any case, President Hu is the number one person in Tongxing Mingda!

Some sympathy stemmed from a desire for superiority, while others actually began to sympathize with Su Mu, this diligent and conscientious man who always prioritized the big picture, who had been stripped of half his power in an instant. At the same time, it sent chills down people's spines; this taciturn CEO Hu was truly ruthless and merciless when it came to using methods, and people couldn't help but think of themselves in the same predicament.

Late at night, Hu Yuntong gently knocked on the door of Hu Shutong's office.

"Brother, I want to talk to you."

"Come in and sit down to talk."

Hu Yuntong sat on the sofa and noticed that his brother's office had become much more luxurious. The paintings on the wall had been reframed, the bookshelves had been changed from composite boards to brown wood, and even the small round coffee table had been replaced with a low, stout coffee table covered with taotie patterns.

Hu Shutong put down his pen, turned his chair around, and looked at Hu Yuntong. "Why are you being so hesitant? What do you want to say?"

"Brother, I don't think you should have done that."

"Which matter?"

"Abroad assignments."

"What's wrong with it?"

"You shouldn't treat Uncle Su like that. He's been with you for almost five years. If you treat an old man like this, what are the newcomers supposed to think?"

After much deliberation, Hu Yuntong finally spoke frankly, understanding the difficulties Hu Shutong faced in managing such a large industrial park. A company is ultimately a company; things like "uniting forces to create brilliance" are called corporate visions—a vision is a desired outcome. In reality, everyone from top to bottom has the means to implement it. But this time, he felt Hu Shutong had gone too far.

Hu Shutong got up from his chair and sat down in front of Hu Yuntong. "I didn't deduct his salary or transfer him to a different position. How have I treated him?"

"Brother, what's the difference between this and being exiled? When they come back, where will they find their place? More importantly, if this continues, you'll only have Chu Lihe left among everyone else."

Hu Shutong narrowed his eyes suddenly. "Yuntong, I trust Chu Lihe to handle things."

"Brother! Even if you trust someone completely, you can't entrust them to just one person! Chu Lihe isn't an ordinary person; he can change his face eight times a day. With your current skills, who knows what will happen! Do you remember what Dad said? 'Up close, you can't see the sky through the leaves; the busier the ox, the more idle the man!'"

Despite his outward calm, Hu Shutong felt a great sense of comfort. This incident had moved Hu Yuntong so much, as if he had suddenly awakened to something. Hearing him cite those two old sayings made Hu Shutong smile again.

Upon seeing this, Hu Yuntong's face immediately darkened with anger. "Brother, what are you laughing at! Don't you think things will get very serious once it reaches that point?"

"Yun Tong, I'm very happy. Just do your own thing. That's it for Su Mu's matter. I will try my best to avoid anything serious."

Hu Yuntong, thinking it was just an excuse, grew increasingly indignant. "Then I don't want to stay here anymore! Send me out too! That way, Tongxing will be even more efficient, going to Chu Lihe first, embellishing everything before giving it to you!"

"It just so happens that Yuncheng is short of people, so you can go over and assist Yuan Feng. I think you're tired of being in the park all day doing warehousing and distribution. Go outside and take a look around, see how the roads are connected."

Hu Yuntong blinked rapidly in a daze, then slowly stood up like a wooden pole. In an instant, without saying a word, he hurriedly got up and was about to walk out.

"return!"

"What is it?"

"You requested to be sent out, so go to Yuncheng tomorrow, do you hear me?"

"Who asked? Don't give me that! I haven't said a word since I came in!"

"Then go home!"

"Fine, I'll go back!"

"Going back will just mean hiring you to water the fields!"

Upon hearing this, the image of his father, holding the wine cup with an unyielding expression, involuntarily came to mind.

"There are only big and small melons in this house, there's not much for you brothers to share. If you do well in the future, it's up to your abilities; if you don't, I'll hire you to water the fields for 120 a month."

Hu Yuntong pursed his lips; not only had he failed to get things straight, but he had also gotten himself into trouble.

……

I've loved cold chain logistics for twenty years.