At 5:30 in the afternoon, everyone who should have returned had returned.
Wash hands and eat.
Looking at the table full of dishes, the mother and daughter were very happy. Before the head of the Nan Yi family started eating, the two of them started eating first. The older one picked up a piece of braised pork, and the younger one picked up a goose wing.
Then……
"Mr. Nan, are you sincere?"
"Dad, you did it on purpose."
Nan Yi ignored the mother and daughter's angry glares and hummed "Never Forget the Hardship of Class".
"The sky was full of stars, the crescent moon was shining brightly, a meeting was held in the production team, everyone complained and redressed their grievances, the evil old society, the river of blood and tears of the poor, a myriad of thoughts, a myriad of thoughts surged into my heart, I couldn't stop the bitter tears hanging on my chest, I will never forget that year when my father was sick in bed, the landlord forced him to work as a farmhand, he was so tired that he vomited blood plasma, he was so thin that his bones were showing, his face was yellow from illness..."
In the midst of the cold and murderous eyes, Nan Yi finished singing the song, then clapped his hands on the table and said passionately: "My fellow proletarians, our lives are as sweet as honey now, and we have enough food to eat every day. Some comrades can no longer hide their petty bourgeois sentiments, which is not acceptable. This is not acceptable."
Nan Yi trembled his lips and patted the table again, "We must always be vigilant against the growth of hedonism and always remember the hardships of the old society. Two of our comrades have a bad memory. In order to remind them, starting from today, we will eat bitter memories on the first, fifteenth, twenty-sixth, thirty-seventh day of every month. Okay, I won't say much, let's eat!"
"Mr. Nan, you either stay away from home or you cause trouble as soon as you come back, right?" Liu Zhen poked Nan Yi's finger directly on his nose and cursed.
Nan Wuwei curled his lips and said aggrievedly: "Dad, I'm hungry."
"Uncle Yan, bring 'Nan' over here." Nan Yi turned around and shouted towards the living room outside.
Nan Yi was just pretending. Yan Du was not in the living room at all. He had already started eating in the back garden. It was estimated that only the school beauty was in the living room at this time. However, the word "hug" also let the mother and daughter know the reason why Nan Yi acted out this drama.
Nan Wuwei spoke up first: "My mother brought the dog home, I didn't name it."
Liu Zhen glanced at Nan Wuwei, then rolled her eyes at Nan Yi, "I brought the dog home and I named it. Do you have any objections?"
"No problem. It's more fun to have more dogs at home. Since it also has the surname Nan and is the youngest, it is the little emperor of our family. Let it sit at the head of the table when we have dinner."
The dining table in the Fang Mansion's dining room is long and narrow. During meals, the main seat is usually left empty, reserved for ancestors and elders. The three brothers of the Liu family, who are of the same generation, can also sit there because they have the word "uncle" in their names. So far, only Grandma Fang Mengyin has sat at the main seat.
"Look at you being stingy, do you have the energy?" Liu Zhen rolled his eyes at Nan Yi and said to Nan Wuwei, "Son, let's go out to eat, and let your father eat his bitter rice alone."
"If you don't take me with you, I will kill both of you." Nan Yi shouted hurriedly when he saw the mother and daughter were about to leave.
"Look at what you have accomplished."
Liu Zhen said something in a reproachful tone and stood there waiting.
Nan Yi walked over happily and came to the other side of Nan Wuwei, sandwiching Nan Wuwei in the middle. The family of three walked out with their heads held high.
I randomly found a restaurant on the street and ordered three bowls of vegetarian mixed noodles. The boss was very particular and the chopsticks were fished out of a lead pot sitting on a coal stove, which had been boiled in boiling water.
When the noodles were served, Liu Zhen took two or three bites and suddenly said to Nan Yi, "Do you know the name of Ford's vice president?"
"Vice President?" Nan Yi thought for a while and shook his head. "I haven't noticed it. Why do you ask this?"
Liu Zhen did not answer, but asked again: "Then do you know if Ford's current vice president is Chinese?"
Nan Yi: "Absolutely not. If it was Chinese, I would definitely have an impression."
Liu Zhen: "That's strange. There is a person named David Qian who opened several accounts in our bank, and deposited more than 80 million in total."
Nan Yi asked, "Is it this Qian who said he was the vice president of Ford?"
"yes."
Nan Yi's interest suddenly piqued, "What is the background of this Qian?"
"I asked someone about it, and after a few questions I found out that there was a person named David Qian, who claimed to be a Chinese Canadian, owned an American Thai-American International Group, an American Thai-American Financial Company, and was also the vice president of Ford."
As soon as Liu Zhen finished speaking, Nan Yi said confidently: "I think this man is most likely a liar."
"I guess so. There have been many cases of overseas Chinese defrauding money in the past two years, but I've never seen anyone so rich." Liu Zhen nodded.
"What are you going to do?"
"I have an appointment to have lunch with the deputy director of the district public security bureau at noon tomorrow. He is my cousin and his last name is also Liu. I will talk to him about this matter."
"Um."
Liu Zhen is no longer the ignorant little girl she used to be. By greeting people through private channels, she not only fulfilled her job obligations but also gained personal favors. She balanced public and private matters and acted in a sophisticated manner.
If a major economic case is solved, there is no need to talk about the political achievements. The victims will most likely express their gratitude to the Public Security Bureau, and the police officers will get some benefits. As the big winner, Liu Zhen's family will definitely remember her favor.
Just as Nan Yi was thinking about something, Nan Wuwei, who had already finished his noodles, said to him, "Dad, do you want more noodles?"
"I don't want it, and you don't have to either. Let's go shopping as a family and then have some Four King Kong on the way home."
"Don't want the Four Heavenly Kings, go to Sixin to eat tangyuan ."
"what ever."
Nan Yi responded, and he and Liu Zhen both quickened their eating speed.
After eating noodles, the family of three walked out of the noodle shop and headed for the street, strolling around casually. They had no intention of going to busy places, especially Jinling Road, which is crowded with people every day and would ruin their mood for shopping.
I don't have a destination. I just go into any interesting store I see. My home is well-supplied and I don't lack anything. I just look and don't buy, and I just get the cold shoulder from the store clerks and bosses.
After walking a long way, Liu Zhen suddenly said, "There's news from above that they're going to completely control the flow of bank funds into real estate. The official document will probably come down in the next few days."
Nan Yi was stunned for a moment and said, "Then a lot of people will be in trouble."
"It's time to end this farce. Eighty to ninety percent of the money that has been circulating around is the bank's money. Since the beginning of this year, there are still many people with connections who are taking advantage of the interest rate difference. They get loans from banks at an annual interest rate of 9%, and then sell them out at an interest rate of 20% or 30%. The money goes back into the real estate industry through private fundraising." Liu Zhen sighed, "This time, the bank doesn't know how many loans it will not be able to collect."
"Why are you sighing? You are not the president of the head office. It is not your turn to worry about this matter. Is your own piece of land all right?"
"What could possibly happen to our branch? In the past two years, I have strictly checked every loan. Even if there are bad debts, they have nothing to do with real estate." Liu Zhen said confidently.
"I know you're capable, so keep a low profile recently. Everyone else's shoes are wet, but you're the only one doing the work. You stand out from the crowd."
"I know."
Liu Zhen pushed Nan Wuwei forward and took Nan Yi's arm.
Nan Wuwei, who was pushed away, looked at Liu Zhen with resentment, "Am I redundant?"
"Haha, not redundant." Nan Yi laughed loudly, and with his free right hand, he held Nan Wuwei under his armpit, "Son, what songs are popular in your school now?"
“A New Dream of the Butterfly, The Sound of Waves Still Remains, Xiao Fang.”
“I’ve never heard of Xiao Fang.”
Nan Yi really didn’t know that this song has been released now.
"It just came out. I bought the tape."
"Oh, lend it to me later when we get back." Nan Yi stroked Nan Wuwei's head and changed the subject: "This year, you should improve your mental abacus skills, participate in any competitions, and try to bring back a trophy for Dad."
Abacus has become popular in China since the late 1980s. In the past two years, primary schools across the country have paid special attention to the education of abacus. Nan Yi has a vague feeling that the army in his memory is about to be established.
"Dad, didn't you tell me to keep a low profile?"
"Wouldn't it be nice to give you a chance to show off?"
Nan Wuwei rolled his eyes and said, "Is there a reward for winning the trophy?"
"Let you fly... Ouch, be gentle."
"Mr. Nan, your son is only nine years old, why would he fly a plane?" Liu Zhen grabbed Nan Yi's hand and twisted it 270 degrees. "I asked you to come back and take care of your son, and this is how you take care of him?"
"We are on the street, stop making trouble." Nan Yi pushed Liu Zhen's hand away and said, "Don't worry, flying a plane is much safer than parachuting."
"It would be strange if I'm not worried. Mr. Nan, I only have this one son. If anything happens to him, I will never forgive you." Liu Zhen said with a sob.
"Stop saying unlucky things." Nan Yi patted Liu Zhen's hand, then turned to Nan Wuwei and said, "You can fly the plane, but you can't fly alone without my approval."
"Yeah, yeah." Nan Wuwei nodded hurriedly with a happy look on his face.
Seeing Nan Wuwei nod, Nan Yi leaned close to Liu Zhen's ear and said, "I will pick the safest plane for my son and just let him sit on it. I won't let him fly blindly."
Liu Zhen glanced at Nan Yi and asked, "Are you lying to me or to my son?"
"Keep your voice down. Of course you're lying to your son."
"You're right. If anything happens to my son, I'll never forgive you."
"I know, I know, it'll be fine."
Although Nan Yi said this, he was very nervous in his heart. The next day, he asked people about the situation of the CJ-6. After many twists and turns, he heard from a reliable person that the plane was very reliable and it would be difficult to bring it down as long as you operated it properly. Only then did he feel relieved.
However, he still called Johnny and asked him to hire two maintenance engineers who were proficient in propeller aircraft and find the best flight instructor.
Nan Yi stayed in Fang Mansion for two days doing nothing, and then it was time for the Dragon Boat Festival dinner. The day before, he had bought bamboo leaves and iris, wrapped rice dumplings, and prepared tea eggs, mung bean cakes, five yellows - eel, yellow croaker, cucumber, salted duck egg yolk and realgar wine.
Zongzi will make you bloated, so it is not suitable to eat too many at night. The three members of the family ate one each just to show their appreciation, then chewed a cucumber in their hands while sitting in the living room watching TV.
Looking at the TV commercials on TV, Liu Zhen suddenly said, "TVs are getting bigger and bigger now. The size of the TV is 29 inches."
"Change to a bigger one?"
"I don't want to change it. I'm used to the 21-inch one."
Just as Nan Yi and the other were talking, another advertisement began to appear on TV. The screen showed a street interview with the background in New York's Times Square. The reporter asked a foreigner in English, "What medicine do you take for your cold?" The foreigner gave a thumbs up and said in awkward Chinese, "Shengchen Pharmaceutical, my friend 666."
Then, the scene switched to a pharmacy, where several foreigners were queuing up. The first one in line was receiving five boxes of "Lao Tie 666" from the teller. At this time, the narration sounded: "Shengchen Pharmaceutical Lao Tie 666 cold medicine is a brand that American consumers trust and a common medicine in American families."
After watching the ad, Liu Zhen sneered and said, "Leng Yan has been corrupted by you. She has lost face by shooting an ad like this."
"Don't talk nonsense, everything in the advertisement is true."
"You are just fooling around." Liu Zhen spat with disdain, "The domestic advertising culture is ruined by people like you . You dare to say all kinds of nonsense."
Nan Yi snorted, too lazy to explain to Liu Zhen that it was not difficult for a fairly mature generic drug with an expired formula patent to obtain marketing authorization in the United States. There was no complicated review process like that for new drugs.
However, the hot-selling scene created in the advertisements is a bit fake and has never happened in reality. The two points that consumers trust the brands and have them as household medicines are indeed real, but the number of people doing so is slightly smaller.
In short, Laotie 666's advertisement only slightly used the one-sided exaggeration and emphasis method of "news confusion method". Compared with making up stories on the spur of the moment, it can be said to be full of sincerity.
After watching the advertisements for a while, Nan Wuwei could no longer sit still, so he went upstairs to his room, turned on his computer, and after some operations, connected to FidoNet (the originator of BBS forums) and started chatting with a group of propeller aircraft enthusiasts.
Nan Yi and his friend waited in the living room until the 7 o'clock news started, and saw the "big move" news broadcast that Liu Zhen had mentioned a few days ago.
"Are you going to Coconut City?"
"No need." Nan Yi reached out and hugged Liu Zhen into his arms. "It was arranged last year. The people in Coconut City know what to do. Before returning to Mexico, I will not go anywhere and will stay at home."
Hearing this, Liu Zhen moved his body and rubbed his nose all over Nan Yi's neck and cheek.
"Hey, hey, it's still early, let's go surfing later."
"screw you."
Liu Zhen rolled her eyes at Nan Yi, then moved her body, straightened her hair, and sat up straighter. "Lin Qin's wedding date has been set. It will be October 2nd. There will be a wedding banquet in Qiaocheng. It's not convenient for me to go. Do you have time to go on my behalf?"
"I'll try to arrange it. If I don't have time, I'll let Wuwei go. He's important enough."
"Um."
…
A few days later, the National Financial Work Conference was held, and the television and newspapers all reported and reprinted the unusual speech of the central bank governor: a series of important decisions on current economic work, deployment of policy measures to further rectify financial order, enforce financial discipline, promote financial reform and strengthen macro-control.
At present, there are many problems in the operation of the national economy, and various contradictions are concentrated in the tight "money" (as of June, 50 billion yuan has been issued this year). The root cause is the excessive scale of investment and the lack of improvement in the economic structure.
In addition, financial discipline is lax, order is chaotic, and the financial sector itself has quite a lot of problems. Therefore, we must start with the following two things: rectifying the financial order and enforcing financial discipline.
One stone caused a thousand ripples, and responses came from all over the country.
Shanghai has taken four major measures to rectify the financial order, emphasizing the need to "set down rules and three regulations" and strictly implement relevant policies; further optimize capital investment, concentrate limited funds, and ensure key points.
Shenzhen has adopted seven measures from multiple aspects to establish a new financial order, emphasizing the need to strengthen the management of state-owned funds borrowing, to recover illegally borrowed funds within a specified time limit, and to strictly investigate and punish financial institutions that use borrowed funds to speculate in stocks and real estate.
Immediately afterwards, the central bank and the Ministry of Finance respectively decided to raise the RMB deposit and loan rates and treasury bill rates again, and to implement value preservation for time savings deposits of more than three years.
Over the past few years, the macroeconomic situation has indeed been out of control. Local governments have randomly raised funds, levied levies, and issued internal shares and corporate shares under various names. Credit funds cannot flow to key national construction areas, but instead flow to real estate, foreign exchange, futures and stock markets.
The government's firm determination and resolute governance will naturally cause a shock to this chaotic financial order, and illegal funds must be withdrawn.
In this sense, it is bearish for the stock market.
Nan Yi experienced the Asian financial crisis from 1997 to 1998 and the financial crisis that spread across the world. Looking back with the eyes of a veteran, the current decision-makers are starting with rectifying the financial order and enforcing financial discipline, which is equivalent to holding the entire economic operation and national stability by the nose. It can be said that it is a wise move.
Only with today's rectification will it be possible to achieve high growth and low inflation in the future; only with today's rectification will it be possible to achieve the commitment and practice of not devaluing the RMB; and only with today's rectification will it be possible for the mainland economy to stand out despite the shocks.
This is like performing surgery on a patient; short-term pain is inevitable, but in the long run it is for healthy development.
Because these illegal funds will not invest for a long time, they will inevitably make a quick buck and leave. The accumulation of these funds in the market is a false prosperity. Scraping off these bubbles is the fundamental way to prevent stock market risks.
In the long run, rectifying the financial order is good for the stock market. But for now, the stock market downturn is inevitable.
Under the tightening of monetary policy, the stock markets in both places will not have an easy time. Institutions will certainly sell out to recover funds and prepare to accept inspections from relevant parties. Some individual big investors will also be pessimistic about the future market as they see the institutions withdraw, and will join the ranks of selling and withdraw from the secondary market.
When the mainland's financial sector was hit by a major storm, Nan Yi was already on a plane to San Diego.
After waking up in the morning, Nan Yi washed up, took out two briefcases, put thirty or forty stacks of US dollars into each of them, and made two simple dumbbells. In the cramped environment of the airplane, he could only use the necessary things to make simple fitness equipment.
Although dumbbells are cheap, they are heavy and will increase the aircraft's fuel consumption.
After doing a few exercises that he could do on the plane, Nan Yi went to the bathroom to take a shower, took a box of Pink Chrysanthemum's 7-Point Love Self-Heating Meal, fiddled with it to let it heat up by itself, turned on the computer and started processing emails.
There was an email that was copied by Grandma Fang Mengyin. The sender was the Investment Division of Fang Group. The content was about Shenzhen Wan Group, including a summary of the first half of the year and plans for the second half of the year.
In the first half of the year, Shenzhen Wan Group made frequent moves and invested in more than 50 companies, mainly purchasing stocks of companies through the secondary market; in the second half of the year, Shenzhen Wan Group also planned to acquire the stocks of Shanghai Huashen in an attempt to participate in its operation.
I don’t know where this tornado came from, but since the beginning of this year, there have been many cases of mergers and acquisitions in China. Some unknown companies may have more than a dozen subsidiaries. The term "ten thousand yuan household" has not yet become outdated, and millionaires are still a beautiful existence, but assets of over 100 million have already come into people's eyes.
Since the second half of last year, the economic process seems to have skipped tens of millions and entered the billion era directly. Various projects have come and gone in the billions. Ordinary people look at their monthly salary of two or three hundred yuan, and then look at the billions in newspapers. They are confused about the houses that they can only afford by not eating or drinking for ten or fifteen years.
A feeling of joy surged in Nan Yi's heart. The first step of the great goal of "letting some people get rich first" has already achieved remarkable results. I believe that in a few years, the first step will be completed, and then the second and third steps will be entered, moving towards the ultimate goal.
When Nan Yi finished processing the emails one by one, the plane had already started to slow down and dive. A few minutes later, Nan Yi felt the enthusiasm of San Diego.
“It’s fucking hot!”
As he walked out of the cabin, a wave of heat hit him and Nan Yi couldn't help but complain.
After leaving the airport and coming to his car, Nan Yi shook hands with Angele, the president of the American branch of the Ikeda Trainee Dispatch Company, who was already waiting by the car.
"It's too hot, you don't actually have to pick me up."
Angele smiled faintly, "My trip just happened to pass by here."
"Aha, let's talk in your office." Nan Yi patted Angele's arm and got into the car.
The convoy set out and drove for more than twenty minutes before arriving at the office of the San Diego branch of the Ikeda Trainee Dispatching Company's U.S. branch, an independent wooden building near the U.S.-Mexico border entry point.
Angele introduced Nan Yi to Souza, the head of the San Diego branch, a Mexican woman who was capable and not intimidating in appearance. When Nan Yi shook hands with her, he thought that he might be able to discover her physical beauty after a long time of contact.
After the greetings, we immediately got down to business.
"It's hard to find a job in Tijuana, especially for ordinary women. But there are many women in Tijuana waiting for the opportunity to enter the United States. About 40,000 to 50,000 of them come from other states in Mexico. They can only find jobs that pay a few pesos a day in Tijuana, and there is no guarantee that they will have jobs every day.
Naturally, some people will notice such a huge cheap labor market. Currently, there are three recruitment agency offices in Tijuana that specifically provide guarantees for these people to apply for work visas. They get visas to come to San Diego or other cities to work. Their main job is to clean hotel rooms, homes, offices and the like.
Usually the work cycle is one or two weeks. The recruitment agency will send a car to take them back to the border from the United States, and then they will walk across the San Isidro Bridge ( not a bridge in the general sense, but a customs clearance passage surrounded by a fence at the border port) to the Tijuana office to receive their payment, which is US$20 or US$40 each time.
After Suza introduced the situation, Nan Yi immediately asked: "Which of the three recruitment agencies you mentioned has a Mexican boss?"
Souza spread his hands and said, "I'm not sure. On the surface, they are all Americans."
"OK, what is the commission for the recruitment agency?"
"84%."
Nan Yi calculated in his mind that the weekly salary was $125 and the monthly salary was $500, which was a little lower than the normal market price for cleaning jobs in the United States. He estimated that the recruitment agency secretly deducted a little bit of the salary, or used a low price to grab orders.
"Souza, you have also had the experience of running back and forth between Mexico and the United States. I believe that you must have heard some things, so I hope you can answer me truthfully, is there a drug mule among them?"
Suza nodded solemnly, "Yes, someone once wanted me to smuggle drugs across the border."
"OK." Nan Yi nodded and said to Angele, "The work here is proceeding normally. The acquisition action will not be launched for the time being. Wait for the Tokyo headquarters to conduct a detailed investigation of the three recruitment agencies."
"OK."
Nan Yi turned his gaze back to Suza's face, looked him straight in the eyes, and continued, "Souza, the San Diego branch is going to carry out a big plan that is very important to the company. I don't want any accidents to happen, so please pay attention to your usual social activities. If you want to do a part-time job that makes money quickly, sever your relationship with the company first.
In addition, if someone forces you to do something you don't want to do, please inform Angele immediately. The company has an obligation to ensure the personal safety of every employee. Understand?"
"clear."
Suza nodded solemnly again. She completely understood what Nan Yi said and could totally accept it. She didn't want to have anything to do with drug dealers or drugs.
Nan Yi looked at his watch, clapped his hands and said, "OK, it's lunch time. I'll treat you to lunch."
Three hours later, Arctic Fox Captain AB hung up the satellite phone and said to team member DA: "The boss has arranged a tough job for you. Take a few people to track down the female drug mules on the border and find out which company they work for."
“Does this need to be investigated?” the DA asked.
Arctic Fox had long since found out that the drug trafficking channel on the US-Mexico border was controlled by two people. One was Guzman, and the other was a woman named Sandra Avila beltran, who was more hidden. Both of them belonged to the Sinaloa drug cartel.
"No, you misunderstood. I asked you to check the recruitment agency that helped them with the visa application. The boss wants to acquire one of them, and he needs the cleanest one."
"Got."
When the call was made, Nan Yi was inside the third branch of Fan Shengzhi Desert Cultivation Research Institute in San Diego.
The third branch also has an independent name called Jinkela Research Institute. There is no group president named Earl William here, but it is guarded by "5,000 special forces".
Don't get me wrong, the security team here is code-named "5000 Special Forces", but there are not really 5000 special forces. The Nan family does not have the ability or the courage to keep so many special forces together.
Wearing a hat, an Arab headscarf, and long-sleeved clothes, Nan Yi walked into the third-generation experimental field of Desert Thorns after being fully armed.
The desert thorn is the result of the Jinkela Research Institute's genetic research after breeding drought-resistant thorns. Now it has been upgraded to the third generation and has strong self-water storage and drought resistance capabilities. However, if you want to keep it alive in the desert, it still requires human intervention, mainly watering. It is far from enough to let it reproduce on its own in the desert.
Moreover, desert thorns only show the potential to fix sand, but do not show any money-making prospects. They cannot be eaten or used as medicine, and they do not contain any convertible energy. Apart from quenching the thirst of travelers lost in the desert, they are useless.
Nan Yi pulled out a thorn and twisted it with his hands. Drops of juice were squeezed out from the stalk of the thorn. He raised his hands, caught a drop of juice with his tongue, tasted it carefully, and came to the conclusion that it tasted bad but could save lives.
Throwing away the thorn in his hand, Nan Yi looked around at the large desert thorn test field and thought to himself, "Although this thing can't bring benefits to the Nan family, the money has to be spent. Either the poor capitalist Nan Youpo is investing heavily in desert control without seeking returns, or the village head Nan Wuwei is rooted in the west, running on the front line of soil and water management, and it took three years to turn the loess into an oasis. Money can't be wasted, there must be some return."
After seeing the desert thorns that were of no use, Nan Yi came to another experimental field, where Mexican corn grass was planted, which had also been selectively bred and cultivated, and was now in its seventh generation.
After asking the school beauty for a dagger, Nan Yi cut a corn stalk that was more than three meters long, cut out a section of the root, and put it in his mouth to chew like chewing sugarcane. The bitter taste in his mouth was mixed with a hint of sweetness.
Corn grass is rich in nutrients, with a crude protein content of 13.68% in dry matter, a crude fiber content of 22.73%, and a lysine content of 0.42%. It is an excellent feed that is loved by cattle, sheep, pigs, fish, chickens, ducks, and geese. It also has a strong tillering ability, with each plant producing up to 100 tillers. It also has a long growth rate and growth period, just like leeks, and can be mowed seven or eight times a year.
After repeated improvements, the seventh generation grows faster than ordinary corn grass and can be mowed 12 times a year.
After chewing the juice, Nan Yi ate some of the residue and muttered, "It's a pity that it's crude fiber and can't be digested and absorbed by humans. Corn grass is not difficult to eat. We can ask the Qiqiao Research Institute to study it and export it to Haiti in the future. It's better than eating dirt."
After two generations of Duvalier rule, the Haitian people have long been poor and have to eat dirt. Although the Duvalier family has been liquidated and Haiti has nominally begun the democratic process, life is still difficult. Part of the wages paid to employees on G2B's poppy plantations in Haiti are replaced with food and mud cakes made of Guanyin soil called "Bonbon Tè".
After walking around the experimental field, Nan Yi went to the laboratory of the institute. Seeing that everyone was busy, he did not go forward to disturb them. He just stood at a distance and watched for a while before leaving the institute.
Nan Yi had just read the first half summary reports of various departments of the Nan Group two days ago and was very clear about what the institute was doing. In addition, he would be staying in Tijuana for a while, so he could come again when both sides were free.
Nan Yi is always full of respect and admiration for real scientists. Scientists who specialize in their own fields and do not talk nonsense in other industries will always enjoy superior privileges in his eyes.
After leaving the institute, Nan Yi went to the Coronado Hotel, which is also known as the "Romance Hotel".
When King Edward VIII of England met Mrs. Simpson, a waitress at the hotel, he fell in love with her and abdicated to get married, demonstrating the extraordinary love of "loving beauty more than power"; Marilyn Monroe also had a tryst with Kennedy here.
Perhaps it was the extraordinary encounters that inspired later generations. After entering the hotel, Nan Yi began to pay attention to the appearance of the waiters. They all looked pretty good. Although some of them did not quite conform to his aesthetic standards, they definitely conformed to Western aesthetics. It seemed that many people dreamed of becoming the second Mrs. Simpson.
After checking in and putting his luggage in the room, Nan Yi went to the hotel’s beach, found a beach chair under a parasol, lay down and made a phone call.
"Ruoyin, accompany your brother to fly to Seoul to visit Jiajun. You three siblings can spend a few days together."
"Ha, Dad, the burden of maintaining stability falls on me?"
Nan Ruoyin was as smart as ever and immediately understood Nan Yi's intention.
"Of course, you are the eldest princess of our Nan family, and the heavy responsibility must be placed on you. When you arrive in Seoul, take a look at the situation of the two companies, Xingxing and Daewoo."
"Yes, Sir!"
"Naughty, hang up."
Nan Yi hung up the phone and snapped his fingers at the waiter not far away.
The waiter walked over to Nan Yi, leaned over and said to him, "Sir, how can I help you?"
Nan Yi glanced at the other side's two peaks and said, "You can stand up straight and talk. They put too much pressure on me."
The waiter subconsciously looked down, then smiled, "Thank you for the compliment."