Twenty years of cold chain

When Qi Zhendong left Tongxing, he was full of confidence. If it weren't for the relationship between the two parties, and if it weren't for Qingning and Mingjiang, he knew that Hu Shutong would never have revealed these things so easily.

As for how to do it, Hu Shutong didn't seem to say anything, but he had already pointed Qi Zhendong in the right direction. To secure this funding, logistics companies need a more comprehensive approach. Things are different now; simply creating something like "1+1" on the existing foundation will definitely not be competitive.

The essence of this reflection lies in how to align with the trends of the times and the company's strategic positioning, find a balance between vision and pragmatism, leverage the company's existing advantages to revitalize a region and benefit the people, and then implement these ideas in specific project proposals and planning documents.

This is not something that can be decided in a few meetings. For companies, it sometimes even requires some reverse thinking. In the past, the consideration was "how to make the basket bigger at a lower cost", but now it has become "how to build a basket to catch the cost that falls from the sky".

With this main thread in place, what follows, though complex, is also clear.

Halfway back, Qi Zhendong stopped in Yuncheng, where he began the specific work for this trip. The construction of the Yuncheng transfer center was not divided into the South Suburbs Group and the Tongxing Group, but rather the two were integrated into a "Yuncheng Working Group," which rented an office building in Yuncheng to carry out preliminary work.

Qi Zhendong first inspected the construction site accompanied by the responsible persons, and then listened to the progress reports from the working group. He stayed for two days, but still did not meet Hu Yuntong.

When Hu Shutong left Tongxing, he instructed Qi Zhendong to give Hu Yuntong a word of advice if he saw him. However, Hu Yuntong was nowhere to be seen in the office or at meetings, so it seemed that he was not in the working group.

When Qi Zhendong was about to leave, he asked the members of the working group about Hu Yuntong's whereabouts, but they all gave evasive answers, which made people feel that something was amiss.

The door to the outermost room on this floor of the office building was locked from the inside. No one answered after knocking for a long time. Finally, the key was obtained from the property management and the door was opened.

When Qi Zhendong entered the room and saw Hu Yuntong, the scene before him stunned him for a moment.

Hu Shutong was wearing oversized over-ear headphones, his fingers fluttering like moth wings as he clicked the mouse. The computer screen displayed the most popular online game at the moment. He was clicking the mouse frantically while occasionally yelling. Various snacks were laid out on the table, and the whole room had a faint smell of decay.

Qi Zhendong had heard of Hu Shutong's younger brother before. He knew nothing about fruit farming and last year he was involved in some kind of big fruit project with Lianghuzhuang. He almost caused thousands of tons of plums to rot in the hands of the fruit farmers. In the end, Hu Shutong had to personally go to the southern suburbs to ask for help and clean up the mess for him.

But he never expected to see such a scene. He stepped forward and unplugged the headphone cord. Qi Zhendong was extremely restrained. If this were his own younger brother, he would have kicked him onto the edge of the bed long ago.

Hu Yuntong slammed his headphones down and stood up abruptly, about to yell, when a tall man, over 1.85 meters, stood in front of him. Upon seeing that face, he immediately fell silent. He wasn't completely unfamiliar with the Yuncheng project team; he had paid particular attention to Qi Zhendong. His brother had known him since before graduating from university, and the construction of this massive Yuncheng transfer center was inseparable from their personal relationship.

"Mr. Qi." Thinking further, Hu Yuntong immediately panicked, scratching his head, which looked like an old cow licking grass, his red eyes wide open and he dared not turn around, rubbing his hands on the ground.

Qi Zhendong closed the door, then lit a cigarette and remained silent for about five minutes. Hu Yuntong's fear intensified. In the Tongxing South Suburbs team, Qi Zhendong was the highest-ranking superior. With a single decision, he could fire Hu Yuntong, send him back to Tongxing, and leave the task of cleaning up the ranks to Hu Shutong.

Qi Zhendong didn't even glance at Hu Yuntong, and gradually his surging anger subsided. Instead, he turned his gaze to the computer. Everyone knew about the game that was popular all over the country: Shabak, where a Taoist priest led a dog and a mage played with a shield.

"Who got these things for you?"

Hu Yuntong never expected that Qi Zhendong's first question would be this.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Qi Zhendong didn't press him, but the pressure from his words was suffocating. "I don't think you arranged this yourself. It's normal to be addicted to games, just don't wear headphones while playing in the future, so it will be easier for your brother to find you later."

Upon hearing this, Hu Yuntong's legs trembled slightly. "President Qi, I was wrong. Could you please not let my brother know?"

Hu Yuntong naturally understood the deeper meaning behind those words. He had realized some things when he first arrived in Yuncheng, but once he got into the game, he lost track of time. It's no exaggeration to say that during this period he was sometimes in a daze, even confused about whether he was in Qingyan or Yuncheng.

"Xiao Hu, Yuncheng is a place that needs to be defended because it is easy to be held hostage. Everyone I send to Yuncheng is someone I value most, and the same goes for your brother. The difference is that your brother doesn't have the same foundation as Minghe Group, and he has to move forward quickly without having time to put family matters on the table. I admire him for that."

Qi Zhendong spoke incoherently, then stubbed out his cigarette heavily, his emotions revealing an emotion that was not as calm as his words suggested.

"When a person faces the halo, they will be radiant; when they turn their back to the halo, they will always see shadows. As a result, many people start to make a fuss about the halo. But Xiao Hu, why do people make a fuss about the halo? Essentially, it's because they can't reach the halo. But you are different. This halo can surround you and shine on you, or even if it hides from you and watches you, the key is that it will only be for you."

As he spoke, Qi Zhendong stood up. "You can keep playing the game, but remember to level up quickly. Your brother rarely loses his temper, but if he does, he'll definitely throw you into the Red Name Village."

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I've loved cold chain logistics for twenty years.