Gossip King

The camera was turned closer again, and it was the man again. The man I saw on the C production line actually followed him, pacing back and forth, staring at the workers on the growth line, looking very harsh, seeing the high-cold shot. When he came over, without hiding, he nodded at him.

"Mr. Liu, who is that? I think he was on the D production line before." Gao Leng asked.

Liu Xuan looked over, and when he saw something suddenly remembered, he smiled strangely and said: "Reporter Gao asked this very well. If you don't ask, I will forget him." As he said, he turned his head. Seeing Su Su pointed at the man mysteriously: "Mr. Su, this man is very fascinating, so I have to introduce you to chat."

The person who can be introduced to Su Su by Liu Xuan must be a capable person, and the person who can stare at the workers from the C production line to the D production line must be the one reused by Liu Xuan. You know, Caesars has a total of 12 large workshops, and each workshop has an independent management team.

And he can command across the workshop, which is very important.

Liu Xuan beckoned to the man, and hurriedly walked over there. As he approached, Gao Leng felt more and more as if he had seen somewhere... not tall, with glasses, middle-aged, not fat, look. Going up is quite arrogant.

It's not like working in a company, but a bit like a Taoist priest.

There are not many people with this kind of tolerance.

"I took off my mask and got to know each other," Liu Xuan said.

The man quickly took off the mask, and when he took off the mask, Gao Leng's heart rang, he became more and more sure that he had definitely seen the middle-aged man who looked like a Jiangnan person before him.

Not a man in black, not a colleague, who is it? Gao Leng's mind moved quickly, but he couldn't remember it.

"Are you?" Su Su shook hands with him politely, looked up and down curiously, and couldn't help but smiled: "This gentleman has an extraordinary bearing."

"Yan Jiucheng." Yan Jiucheng stretched out his hand and stroked the frame of the glasses, speaking with the same temperament, neither humble nor overbearing.

"This name is strange, 90%?"

"Ten percent fate, 90 percent is just right, that's what it means." Yan Jiucheng explained, this name is unique, and Su Su was even more curious when he heard it, and Liu Xuan saw it.

"Oh, it's a bit interesting to have a name." Gao Leng's eyes lit up, but the others were a little confused. Gao Leng laughed. Suddenly, his face changed and he lowered his voice and looked at Liu Xuan with a gloomy look. : "Why, the Caesars Group, an international foreign company that is dignified, has to ask people in the channel to do it?"

Ten percent is fate, and ninety percent is just right. This is an old saying, but few people know this old saying, and only those who do that are familiar with it. That's fine for buying dead people's things. It's the kind of shop that buys yellow paper, paper money, and dead wax on the street. It's a bit tacky, the jargon for underworld business.

Now there are fewer shops to buy this kind of things. Unlike before the reform and opening up, this is a huge industry. Nowadays, there are fewer people who know this. There are not so many exquisites, and the old sayings are almost lost.

So Gao Leng could tell the truth at once, which made Yan Jiucheng extremely surprised, and Liu Xuan was even more surprised. He also planned to sell it, but Gao Leng directly revealed the answer.

"Hey, although this is a large international company, I am an empire. I should be particular about it. I tell you, when this land was used to build a factory, it was a cemetery. You said, do I have to Find someone to give me a murderous look? This Yan Jiucheng is a very famous expert." Liu Xuan flickered while speaking.

The cemetery is true. You usually believe in this kind of thing, but this factory has been built for more than ten years, and there is still a person who understands Yin. Presumably, this Yan Jiucheng must have other abilities to make Liu Xuan so important.

The few of them greeted each other. Gao Leng, Xiao Shan, and the old man came to work, so they divided into three groups to take pictures. Gao Leng didn’t use the camera. This thing was bulky. He was looking for loopholes in the raw materials. Liu Xuan had already let go of his vigilance against Gao Leng. In addition, this Yan Jiucheng would look at his palms and his faces. Su Su was originally a woman. They were interested in these things, but they talked very happily.

Gao Leng walked directly to the warehouse at the end. In order to avoid suspicion, Jian Xiaoshan and Lao Diao did not follow, but took pictures normally and got busy.

"The light in the warehouse is not good enough? Why did Reporter Gao go there?" Liu Xuan said, looking at Gao Leng's back.

"Maybe the angle over there is okay. Reporter Gao is a reporter. The effect of the shots will definitely be different. Don't worry, Mr. Liu." Yan Jiucheng took the conversation with words and winked at Mr. Liu: "I told Mr. Su After finishing this face, let’s introduce it to reporter Gao."

Liu Xuan nodded calmly.

With that said, Yan Jiucheng began to squint his eyes to look at Su Su's face, and Su Su half-heartedly flipped through the relevant materials handed to her by his entourage, and started to investigate while chatting.

Gao Leng walked along the production line. From this production line, there is no problem. Although the meat on it is frozen, it is all good meat, and the workers' operations are also very standardized.

It can be said that many domestic meat companies do not have such a formal packaging process as Caesars Group.

As soon as I approached the warehouse, I asked about a heavy smell of meat. When I looked at it from a distance, I felt that the warehouse door at the end of the workshop was very majestic. It was even more shocking when I walked in. The gate was at least ten meters high and twenty meters wide. Looking inside, the neat iron racks were full of frozen meat, and there was a burst of white mist. There was at least two hundred tons in this warehouse.

"How long does it take to pack the meat in your warehouse?" Gao Leng asked a worker casually.

"One day." Seeing that he was a reporter, the worker couldn't help but bend over and replied respectfully.

"When was this meat shipped?"

"In the evening, anyway, when we started work at 7:30, the meat we are going to pack today is in this warehouse."

Two hundred tons a day, this amount is indeed horrible. The amount of two hundred tons will be mixed with some rotten flesh, and it is indeed easy to not be found, and it is transported at night...

Gao Leng had a count in his heart, and looked back at Su Su and his party, only to see that they were communicating on the assembly line at the turn, but they didn't even look here, so they quickly walked into the warehouse.

Several workers in the warehouse were very busy carrying large pieces of meat to the production line.

At the end of the warehouse, two doors came into the cold eyes. One door was very small and the other was big. Presumably, these large pieces of meat were brought in through that door, and the door should be outside. The road is on, the road that trucks can take.

If you go out from here, you can go to the E production line, Gao Leng thought, so after taking a pretentious shot with a camera, he approached the gate. The door lock was an automatic lock with a button.

Gao Leng reached out and pressed it, but there was no response.

He pressed again.