Liang Xi looked at Han Zesheng in confusion and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Han Zesheng gritted his teeth and asked, "I'm looking for Mr. Fu, who are you?"

Liang Xi glanced at the yard next door and smiled and said, "You are Mr. Han Zesheng, I am Liang Xi, Fu Song's girlfriend. He invited his colleagues to dinner tonight and hasn't come back yet."

Han Zesheng hurriedly replied, "Hello Miss Liang, since Mr. Fu is not here, I will say goodbye first and come to visit tomorrow."

At this time, two bells rang. Liang Xi looked up and saw Fu Song riding his bicycle into the gate.

"Old Han, when did you come back?" Fu Song greeted from afar.

Han Zesheng said: "Just get off the car."

Fu Song frowned and said, "You still dare to drive in a dark way? Is it a waste of life?"

Han Ze said inexplicably, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Song said speechlessly: "It's the end of the year, it's not so peaceful at night. Haven't you heard of a road bully?"

Han Zesheng shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it."

Fu Song glanced at him helplessly and said, "You are like this, you don't know how to die. Hurry up and find yourself a driver and bodyguard, preferably a local from Mucheng, and you can deal with Lu Ba when you meet him."

Han Zesheng felt his scalp numb and his voice trembled, saying, "Is the public security in mainland China so bad?"

Fu Song patted his shoulder and said, "I don't want to lose my life, just listen to me and go in and talk."

Liang Xi poured tea for them and was about to turn around and leave, Fu Song reached out and grabbed her, "Where to go, sit and rest."

Liang Xi said: "You are talking about serious matters, so I won't get involved."

Fu Song did not let go, pressed her on the sofa and said, "I just let you listen because I talk about the serious business."

Han Zesheng couldn't help but feel a stern heart and secretly glanced at Liang Xi. This Miss Liang's status is extraordinary, so you have to pay attention in the future.

"I can't understand what you said." Liang Xi said amused, but he sat down beside him obediently.

Fu Song picked up the teacup and said to Han Zesheng: "Old Han, thank you for your hard work recently. Come on, I will use tea instead of wine. Thank you!"

Han Zesheng quickly sat upright and said, "There is nothing to do with responsibility."

Fu Song said: "I will go to the capital the day after tomorrow and celebrate the Spring Festival there. I will not be able to come back until the fifth or sixth day of the lunar month. Tell Lu Renhe, just say that on the tenth day of the first lunar month, I will invite him to Mucheng as a guest, and ask him to come here!"

Before, Fu Song had always regarded himself as Lu Renhe's agent in the mainland, but this time he did not hide it in front of Han Zesheng. Although he did not say it explicitly, it implied his dominance.

Han Zesheng had long speculated about this. At this time, he didn't feel too surprised when he heard Fu Song admit it in person. He nodded solemnly and said, "Mr. Fu, I will convey your meaning to Mr. Lu as soon as possible."

"Are the money I want ready?"

"It's ready, right in the trunk of the car."

Fu Song's face turned green, "Old Han, let me say what you are good about! You should thank you for your luck, otherwise, hum, I can only collect the body for you now."

Han Zesheng was so scared that he said, "Then I'll find a bodyguard as soon as possible."

Fu Song didn't scare him anymore, took a sip of tea and asked, "How is the feed factory going? How much has it been produced?"

Han Zesheng said: "After a month of trial production, the current production capacity has basically reached 80% of the designed production capacity. Now the total feed of various formulas in the warehouse is 4,200 tons, and it is expected that another 2,500 tons can be produced before the Spring Festival."

Fu Song nodded and said, "That is to say, after the Spring Festival, we shipped 6,700 tons at a time. Can we cover all rural areas in Mucheng?"

Han Zesheng said confidently: "We have conducted special investigations. As of the end of November last year, the demand for feed in rural Mucheng was around 4,500 to 5,000 tons, and the monthly demand growth was calculated at 10%, and 6,500 tons after the Spring Festival was enough."

"What do I say over there?" Since there is no problem with production, the only problem is the sales channel, and Fu Song pressed the treasure on his second brother.

Han Ze laughed and said, "Mr. Fu Dong has helped me a lot. With the help of his sales network, I am confident that I can sell the feed to every village in Mucheng."

Fu Song felt relieved and suddenly remembered another thing, "Have Feng Baoguo contacted you recently?"

Han Zesheng took out a document from his briefcase, handed it over, and explained: "Just about to report to you, this is a research report by Mr. Feng's team. They inspected the coastline of more than 1,000 miles north of Jiangsu and enclosed three saline-alkali lands, the small ones are 50,000 to 60,000 acres and the large ones are more than 100,000 acres."

Fu Song directly pulled out the map inside, looked carefully, pointed to the south bank of Xiuzhen River at the junction of Sulu and Lu and said, "Take this one down first."

Han Zesheng asked: "This area has more than 100,000 acres, and after deducting the water surface, there are more than 90,000 acres. Do you want it?"

Fu Song said: "The rent for a mu of land is less than one yuan a year. How much does it cost for a hundred thousand mu? Of course, it's all."

Han Zesheng hesitated: "The governance costs are quite high. According to Mr. Feng's estimate, at least 5 million yuan is required. With the rental fee, at least 10 million yuan will be invested in the first three years."

Fu Song smiled and said, "Ten million is indeed not a small amount, but you have to consider the value of these arable land in the future. There is no need to be too much. In three years, each acre of land can produce 500 kilograms of corn, and 90,000 mu is 45 million kilograms. Based on the price of corn this year, it is almost more than five million yuan. This is not a one-time transaction. The higher the yield in the future. With hybrid seeds, it is absolutely no problem to produce 1,000 kilograms per mu in five or six years."

Han Zesheng nodded and said, "It seems that the return on investment is pretty good and worth doing!"

At this time, Liang Xi suddenly interrupted, "Fu Song, I remember that someone in Mucheng is engaged in corn breeding and has also been to the newspaper. It seems that he is called Li, but I can't remember it."

Fu Song slapped his head and said, "Damn it, why did you forget him?" It's really inappropriate.

He shook Liang Xi's hand gratefully, and Fu Song said annoyedly: "Fortunately you reminded me, otherwise the loss would be great."

Liang Xi smiled sweetly and said, "Since you know this person, it's the same whether I say it or not."

Han Zesheng asked curiously: "Mr. Fu, Miss Liang, who are you talking about? I have been in Mucheng for quite some time, why haven't I heard of it?"

Fu Song sighed and said, "You are a big boss of a Hong Kong businessman, how could you have any interaction with a farmer?"

Han Zesheng widened his eyes: "You mean he is a farmer? Can a farmer study breeding? It's incredible!"

Fu Song couldn't help but smile and said, "Old Han, don't look down on the farmers in the mainland. Take Li Denghai as an example. He only has a junior high school education and has made Ye Dan No. 2, which has a yield of 1,500 kilograms per mu. I heard that he has been cultivating new seeds in the south in recent years. He is a capable person. I personally admire him very much!"

Han Zesheng said in surprise: "Mr. Fu, do you think so much of him?"

Fu Song gave him a blank look. This is Li Denghai, who is as famous as Academician Yuan Longping and is known as "Southern Yuan and North Li"!
Chapter completed!