A young man from another world returned to his hometown.

Chapter 47 Exporter Inspection

The last basket of sorted lychees was loaded into a refrigerated truck.

At the entrance of the cold storage, Lin Jiayao had already brought out a large table.

"Ladies, your day shift is over. Come and settle your wages for today!"

The workers gathered around.

"This...this is cash?"

"I thought they would keep track of the expenses..."

Lin Jiayao smiled.

"Based on working hours, each person earns three to four hundred today."

"..."

The crowd fell silent instantly.

"Manager Lin... how much did you just say?"

"Three hundred yuan a day."

Lin Jiayao repeated it.

A gasp rippled through the crowd.

In the past, in rural areas, the daily wage was 80 to 100 yuan at most.

Three hundred yuan a day?

Aunt Lihua's hands began to tremble.

She has lived for over 40 years and she never imagined she could earn 300 yuan a day.

Lin Jiayao handed three hundred-yuan bills to Aunt Lihua.

She couldn't suppress the smile on her face any longer.

"They really found gold!"

Someone in the crowd whispered.

"You think it'll be like the last boss?"

Shh, let's do a good job.

……

The provincial capital, an export trading company.

Purchasing manager Chen Zhiqiang sat in the main seat, his fingers rhythmically tapping the table.

"Old Zhao, how many years have we known each other?"

Old Zhao rubbed his hands together.

"Old Chen, it's been twelve years."

"Twelve years have passed in the blink of an eye... All these years, you've always been so reliable!"

He pointed to the several insulated boxes that had been pulled out.

"Are they going all in on this new business opportunity?"

Old Chen laughed and joked, saying that some things must be said in a joking tone.

Old Zhao was about to speak.

The deputy director next to him took over the conversation.

"Old Zhao, I saw the forecast you sent. Isn't the purchase price for 'San Yue Hong' a bit too high?"

Old Zhao's face flushed red instantly.

"No, you two! Do you think I, Old Zhao, am that kind of person?"

Chen Zhiqiang waved his hand.

"Even if the village runs a cold chain center, will the grading standards for fruits collected in small-scale rural areas match those for our export needs?"

He picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"Old Zhao, I think we should still inspect the goods."

Old Zhao let out a "hey".

"Old Chen, you can do the test."

"If the data matches after today's verification, we've successfully identified a missing piece; but if it doesn't..."

Chen Zhiqiang put down his teacup.

"Old Zhao, we still need to carefully consider this deal."

The air in the conference room tightened slightly.

Let's unpack it.

Chen Zhiqiang said.

Open the lid of the box.

The people in the meeting room unconsciously leaned forward.

It was neatly stacked inside.

Each layer was individually wrapped, and a temperature and humidity recording card was sandwiched on top.

The deputy director picked up the card and looked at it for a few seconds.

Having worked in quality control for over a decade, this was the first time he had ever seen such a cold chain record card in domestically produced goods.

Vernier calipers, electronic scales, saccharimeter.

Take them out one by one.

The sampling inspection process is the same for every box.

Diameter, weight, sugar content.

All qualified?

"Old Chen."

The deputy director put down the record sheet.

"I suggest... opening ten more cases."

"continue."

They brought in a few employees, who worked for quite a while.

"100% of the products are of high quality!"

"Holy crap!"

"What the hell? Old Zhao, how did you manage that? Getting your hands on this kind of high-quality stuff at this time of year! When I first heard about the rural distribution point, I thought you were taking kickbacks."

Old Zhao laughed heartily.

"Haha, you all know who I, Old Zhao, am. I always have a sharp eye. Are you relieved now?"

Chen Zhiqiang stood up from his seat.

Pinch open a fruit, chew it, then cover your mouth and exhale, inhaling through your nose.

It has a hint of top-grade osmanthus flavor, with a delicate fragrance.

And this is actually the March Red?

The most common grade of lychee is an early-ripening variety that was brought out in early April.

He turned around abruptly.

"Old Zhao! How much stock do you have left this year?"

"We've already prepared one container, and we should have about five or six more boxes ready later."

Chen Zhiqiang took a deep breath.

"Old Zhao, let's set off tonight for Tian Village."

Old Zhao was stunned.

"Oh, tonight?"

Chen Zhiqiang's gaze swept over everyone in the conference room.

"Nobody else can get a piece of this pie. We want exclusive rights, the exclusive sales rights for the whole year. We're going all in on the entire production of all varieties this year."

"Damn! You can gamble even better than me! I'm going to call Old Sun too."

Cold chain facility.

The workshop lights came on.

Lin Jiayao stood at the main entrance.

Old Zhao and Old Chen stepped forward and extended their hands.

"You've had a long journey, coming all this way."

The group shook hands, but their gazes were already fixed on the workshop.

"Can I go in and take a look?"

"please."

The entire workshop is illuminated by white LED lights above and coated with epoxy resin below.

On the assembly line, several workers wearing full 3M winter protective suits are conducting a final inspection before shipment.

Next to the machine is a work instruction manual with standardized operating procedures, each step of which is explained with pictures and text.

The group silently completed the circle.

"President Lin."

"Please speak."

Who designed this operating procedure?

"We referenced the standards of some large state-owned enterprises."

"These people... I've never heard of any rural area dressed like this for work."

"Workers and peasants are the most respectable people on this land."

Lin Jiayao said calmly.

"It is only right to provide them with the best work safety equipment."

Old Zhao and Old Chen stared at him for several seconds.

Then he pulled out an A4 sheet of paper from the folder.

"President Lin, I won't waste any more time on small talk."

"This is the exclusive underwriting contract that I had my legal team draft."

"In return, we promise to make a one-time advance payment of a deposit of two million."

Lin Jiayao accepted the contract.

He looked up at Chen Zhiqiang.

"Mr. Chen, this is a very sincere offer. On behalf of our workers, I thank you."

"We have big appetites."

"This year, Tamura's output is not high, but the combined output of more than a dozen surrounding villages is..."

"We want them all."

"We'll do it according to Tamura's standards, and we'll charge Tamura's prices."

Lin Jiayao's expression changed.

"...Mr. Chen, are you planning to take over the entire lychee industry chain in Guanzhen?"

Chen Zhiqiang said,

"Yes, we can eat it."

"But there's only one condition."

"Quality control is done entirely according to Tamura's standards."

"Tamura is the originator of this standard, and only Tamura can set it."

"I hope that you, Mr. Lin, can manage this set of standards."

Lin Jiayao remained silent.

Chen Zhiqiang continued.

"In other words, Mr. Lin, from today onwards, the entire lychee industry in Guanzhen will be under your endorsement."

Lin Jiayao held the contract in his hand.

Having worked in auditing for so many years, he understands the weight of those words.

This is not a procurement contract; it's an entry ticket to an industry.

Tiancun is transforming from an ordinary rural village into the central hub of the entire Guanzhen lychee industry chain.

"Mr. Chen."

Lin Jiayao took a deep breath.

"I'm going to find my cousin right now."