Twenty years of cold chain

Business matters put Qi Zhendong under immense pressure, and unexpectedly, personnel arrangements also gave him a major headache. In short, this year started with nothing but trouble.

Qi Zhendong dialed Xiang Yuncheng's number again. He sighed heavily with a worried expression, but the moment the call connected, his face lit up with a bright, cheerful smile. "Xiaoman, can you please be a little more considerate of Uncle Qi? Chairman Guan gave me a strict order. He only has three days. If you don't come back soon, I really won't be able to explain myself."

"Uncle Qi, don't worry at all. Guan Wentao won't do anything to you. He just likes to give orders."

As she spoke, the woman revealed a hint of disdain. She was twenty-four years old and had been working in the southern suburbs since graduating from university. For more than three years, she had received a lot of care from Qi Zhendong.

Guan Xiaoman was a very petite woman, just over 1.6 meters tall, with narrow shoulders, slender hands, and striking collarbones. She had short, slightly fluffy light brown hair with waves draped over her shoulders.

"But there are only a few people left in Yuncheng. There's no point in you staying there. Go back to the southern suburbs and continue with your original management position."

"Uncle Qi, I've finally gotten used to this environment, and I don't want to go through any more trouble. I've decided to stay here."

I'll stay here and wait until work resumes.

"Xiaoman, there's no definite news about Yuncheng resuming work."

Maybe……"

Uncle Qi

You can talk to Guan Wentao about resuming work.

"I don't care or have any say in this. If he keeps bothering you, just tell him I won't answer anyone's calls." Guan Xiaoman threw her phone on the table.

She rolled her eyes in annoyance.

The office area, usually bustling in the mornings, was now eerily quiet, with only a few people sitting at their desks, spaced five or eight meters apart, lost in thought.

It was shrouded in a cold desolation of loneliness and helplessness.

Just then, Hu Yuntong walked in, carrying a lot of fruit in large and small bags. "Don't think too much about it, everyone. It's better to have fewer people," he said as he distributed the fruit to everyone.

Who knows which group of people will come back when work resumes? Aren't you all the real old folks here? Besides, if we're not going to resume work, everyone will be out of work and ready to retire.

What's the point of having a night watchman anymore?! Sister Xiaoman,

Don't you think so?

As they spoke, Hu Yuntong picked out two of the largest mangoes and held them out to Guan Xiaoman. Guan Xiaoman smiled and accepted them. The two of them had arrived in Yuncheng around the same time.

Their colleagues had already categorized them as the same.

Hu Yuntong is the younger brother of the general manager of Tongxing.

Guan Xiaoman is the younger sister of Minghe's major shareholder.

Seeing that both of them had stayed behind undoubtedly boosted people's morale.

Guan Xiaoman picked up where Hu Yuntong left off, addressing the dozen or so people left behind by both sides: "Everyone should trust Yuntong and me."

Those of us who stayed behind aren't just for protection; the project's suspension doesn't mean we're idle. We need to spend time appeasing those potential partners we've been negotiating with for months after the project's completion.

We can't let people think that Yuncheng has no future. As for the specific explanation...

I will draft it for everyone by the end of tomorrow at the latest.

Hu Yuntong continued, "We also need to be on-site more often at the construction site. We have an annual contract with the construction company, and the project configuration is all within the contract scope. If the project is suspended, they will definitely want to redeploy personnel and machinery. We must keep a close eye on this."

As long as it is within the performance period,

The construction team will stay there, even if it means staying put!

Guan Xiaoman nodded repeatedly.

"If we resume work tomorrow,"

Our mission is to get everything moving forward by tomorrow. Everyone has already contributed a great deal to the Cloud City project and knows its potential; we have no reason to sit idly by.

It must be said that what these two people said was very encouraging. When the meaning of staying became clear, it dispelled all the messy thoughts people had.

谷豅

Previously, Hu Yuntong and Guan Xiaoman were neither familiar nor strangers. Although they hadn't talked much, they saw each other frequently. When people discussed the importance of the Yuncheng project, they always mentioned these two. This sense of equality made them unconsciously pay some attention to each other.

After get off work, Hu Yuntong invited her to dinner, and Guan Xiaoman readily agreed.

The two sat facing each other, neither of them feeling relaxed for a moment. The words they had spoken during the day were actually deliberate attempts to stabilize morale. As for the journey back to Yuncheng, they were mostly just looking forward to it.

Fortunately, a hot pot meal in winter can always lift one's spirits.

"Yun Tong, if this matter were between Ming He and Tong Xing, I definitely wouldn't stay."

Hu Yuntong frowned upon hearing this. "Isn't Minghe in the southern suburbs?"

Guan Xiaoman shook her head. "Yuntong, do you know your brother's story?"

This question really caught Hu Yuntong off guard. Before Tongxing was established, he knew that Hu Shutong had excellent professional skills and strong practical abilities.

Furthermore, the construction of warehouses and the assembly of warehouses have been promoted in the county.

After Tongxing was established,

It made him feel that his brother was becoming more and more like his father, and he never talked about anything gossip.

He looks like a steel plate.

Unlike now,

When it comes to cold chain projects,

Everyone felt the future was limitless. Back in 01, the investment in large-scale cold chain industrial parks was daunting because the overall economic climate lacked confidence. The South Suburbs project was a long and difficult one, requiring near-extreme cuts to material and equipment expenditures. That plan was devised by General Manager Hu. Without that plan, the South Suburbs today might be a bustling commercial area with subway access, a modern shopping destination like Roman Holiday or Binjiang International.

"Later, during the SARS outbreak in 03, small and medium-sized suppliers were impacted, and Nanjiao almost shut down again. At this time, the people of Nanjiao found Mr. Hu again and managed to find Nanjiao's partners who could fulfill their contracts from the mess, which led to its subsequent prosperity."

Hu Yuntong was stunned for a moment. He had never heard anyone mention these past events before, but he understood that his brother's relationship with Qi Zhendong was not one of shared interests.

"But over the years, the southern suburbs have forgotten too much. They finally managed to cooperate with Tongxing, but it has come to this. To make matters worse, the old man abdicated in favor of his eldest grandson, just as Guan Wentao took over."

At this point, Guan Xiaoman hesitated, then shook her head and smiled bitterly.

"Sister Xiaoman, you won't be here for nothing. My brother can see it, and I believe Minghe has someone who can see it too."

Guan Xiaoman looked up at Hu Yuntong, and after a long while, she nodded, "No matter what, it all comes down to Mr. Hu's abilities."

……

I've loved cold chain logistics for twenty years.