In a world of material poverty, there is nothing that a meal cannot solve.
If it can't be solved, it must be that the meal was not good enough.
Under Song Ziyu's operation, the establishment ceremony of Longshan Chamber of Commerce was an unprecedented success.
This meal was so awesome that it won over everyone effortlessly.
Seeing the representatives who were still packing away the leftovers after their meal, Song Ziyu was a little moved.
How poor these settlements are!
Song Ziyu understands the essence of striking while the iron is hot. After everyone had a good time, Song Ziyu thoughtfully gave each participant a small gift.
The small gifts all come in red plastic sealed bags, and the packaging is quite exquisite. The logo of the Longshan Chamber of Commerce is also printed on the cover, which looks very similar.
The sealed bags contain one or two samples of Wuchang rice and salt, sugar and oil.
These things may not be worth more than your pocket in the civilized world, but it is completely different in the wasteland world!
Wuchang Rice represents the pinnacle of agriculture in the civilized world and is an unattainable dream in the wasteland world.
High-quality salt, oil and sugar, which one is not hard currency?
The last step is Song Ziyu’s trump card!
The real trump card!
Song Ziyu presented everyone with a list of chambers of commerce compressed and photocopied on composite paper. The list not only contained complicated material items, but also thoughtfully printed photos of samples.
Such a list was designed by Song Ziyu with great effort, in order to more intuitively represent what Longshan Chamber of Commerce can sell to them!
As long as you have your hands, just follow the order on the list and shop.
Sure enough, as soon as this list of supplies was distributed, the mood in the venue was instantly ignited.
Everyone finally realized that what the dog said, this Longshan Chamber of Commerce was serious!
"Everyone, the sales of our chamber of commerce's materials are very good. If you need it, you must place an order in advance to make an appointment. Otherwise, there may not be enough stock if you come to pick up the goods at short notice. In addition, we will give priority to gold transactions every time you pick up goods, and we will give priority to large quantities! "Song Ziyu did not forget to explain.
"How is it possible..." Lei Chen looked at the list of supplies distributed by Song Ziyu and suddenly realized a terrible fact!
Perhaps in the near future, the Northern Chamber of Commerce will lose the entire Tuodi trade share.
No!
Not just Tuodi!
The business of the Northern Chamber of Commerce may be squeezed out of the entire wasteland...
Lei Chen didn't dare to think any more because he was already breaking out in cold sweat.
At this moment, Lei Chen no longer had the idea of causing trouble, because Lei Chen felt that he had kicked an iron plate.
He must go back immediately, back to the branch, no, back to the headquarters, and tell the headquarters immediately about the new situation.
…
On August 17, the day was hot and dry, and the cicadas were chirping on the eucalyptus trees on Yangshi Street.
In the office of Han'an State Hospital, a group of people were having a meeting.
The old officer presiding over the meeting wiped his glasses and said casually: "Tell me what the difficulty is."
None of the doctors in the conference room spoke. For some reason, the central air conditioner in the office had been turned on to 20 degrees, but some people still felt very hot.
boom!
The old officer grabbed the file bag next to him and slammed it on the conference table: "It's been a whole month, and I don't have a clue at all. Comrades, you are all the elites of the hospital, but what about your professional capabilities? Where are they reflected? It’s really unreasonable!”
The old officer lost his temper, then took a deep breath and said: "Tomorrow, the leader above will ask me to report on my work. If the leader asks about this matter, what do you want me to say? Could it be that you can't find me for a whole month? Can you come up with any useful information?"
There was silence for a long time, and finally, a middle-aged female doctor said: "Dean, it's not that everyone doesn't do their best, it's just that this case is really impossible to investigate."
The female doctor seemed to be very well-known in the system, and the old director, the dean, did not interrupt her. Instead, he listened attentively and waited for the next step.
The female doctor picked up the file and continued: "For this girl who was killed a month ago, we did not find any proof of identity on her body, no ID card, household registration information, and no mobile phone."
"As a last resort, we can only apply for help from above and try to find clues from the department's database."
"However, we conducted facial recognition and fingerprint searches, and there was no match for the girl in the database established across the country."
"What does this mean?" the dean asked.
The National Information Database is the most detailed database and is updated every week with data on every natural person.
The female doctor explained: "This girl has never entered personal information in the data."
The old dean came to his senses and asked quickly: "Could it be someone from overseas?"
The female doctor added: "It may be possible, but we can't find the girl's information at the three immigration points of land, sea and air... If the girl is a foreigner, then she may have been smuggled in."
The old dean rubbed his eyebrows, thinking that this guess was completely unreliable!
Nandu Province, where Han'an is located, is an inland province and not a developed area. If someone is smuggling in just to make money, then they should go to a developed coastal area!
"What about the visit? Are there any results from the visit?" the old dean asked.
The detective in charge of investigating the case stood up and saluted: "Dean, we have visited four counties and eight districts in Han'an City and surrounding areas, and no one knows this girl."
"Did you see a ghost? Is this girl an alien?" the old dean said angrily.
The old dean was just angry, but the rather nerdy female doctor shook her head and said: "From the results of the anatomy, this girl completely matches the characteristics of a human being and should not be an alien."
Old Dean: "..."
"Isn't there any useful information?" The old dean was a little discouraged. The city bureau was very busy with work and couldn't keep entangled in this case, but he couldn't live with it being an unsolved case like this.
The female doctor added: "It's not that there is no information. At least we can draw some conclusions from the girl's body."
"Speak!" the old dean became more energetic.
The female doctor said slowly: "Based on the bone age, the deceased should be between 16 and 18 years old, definitely no more than 20 years old!"
"It's such a pity that he died so young." The old officer sighed.
The female doctor continued: "Judging from the deceased's uterine opening, she should not have been pregnant."
"Also, girls have rough skin, which is unique."
"What special method? Please explain it in detail." asked the old dean.
The female doctor described: "This is difficult to explain. If I had to summarize it, I can only say that no one would naturally develop such skin due to the light conditions and precipitation conditions in Han'an and even the southern provinces."
The old dean was startled. Without waiting for questions, the female doctor continued:
"Her skin can only be formed by living in an extremely dry and dehydrated place for a long time!"
The old dean fell into silence. As an old detective who started his career in criminal investigation, it was difficult for the dean to make a judgment.
The female doctor continued: "In addition, the clothes worn by the deceased are also very interesting. The polyester production technology on her body is very backward. I have probably only found similar materials in clothes from the 1970s and 1980s in the previous world."
The old dean was completely at a loss.
A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl whose identity was unknown, wearing clothes that people would have worn forty or fifty years ago, appeared in the middle of the road in the middle of the night, and was hit and killed... If there hadn't been the body in the morgue, This must be a good ghost story.
At this point in the case, all the clues have been sorted out. As the old dean, he has no way to ask for more. He can only order his subordinates: "Continue to investigate and visit, focus on the drought and water shortage rural areas around Han'an, and strive to Find the clues."
The detectives agreed with a grimace.
At this time, the female doctor said: "Boss, I want to ask one more question."
"You ask," the old dean said.
The female doctor said: "I heard that the second generation ancestor who killed the girl was betrayed, right?"
"Who did you listen to?" The old dean frowned.
"The story has spread, and it is said that the second generation ancestor asked the accompanying girl to take the blame, but he got away with it." The female doctor said: "Is there any royal law for this?"
The old dean scolded: "Don't talk nonsense! Just do your job well and don't ask questions. The court will decide the case!"
"What if the case is handled unfairly in court?" the female doctor asked.
The old dean said: "There are gods three feet above your head, and the legal net is wide and open. No one can get away with it! No one!"
When saying this, the old dean, Baoxiang, was solemn and upright, sacred and not allowed to be blasphemed.
(According to regulations, several titles have been changed in this chapter, so please make do with it.)
