Deserted Wife's Extraordinary Life

C290 Multi-party Communication



C290 Multi-party Communication

"You haven't even seen Tea Farmers Association, let alone any of us."    

    

A reporter from "Radio Crooked River", Xiao Lin, chimed in.    

    

This group of media personnel all wanted to meet at different news occasions. Even if they were from different departments, they had already become familiar with each other.    

    

"Did you see that? The prize for being evaluated as a tea farmer is 100 thousand yuan. I think Lu County has invested a lot this time as well. 100 thousand yuan is the most explosive news point."    

    

"Wrong. I've heard that there will be an auction for the winning tea leaves in the future, especially for the King of Tea. When the time comes, we might even auction it for an even more shocking price. That would be the breaking point of the news."    

    

"Yo, why do I feel that Lu County's hype this time around is really out of the ordinary? One ring after another, even more amazing than us media reporters. "    

    

The person who spoke was a reporter from Crooked River Television Station.    

    

"You guys don't know about this, but the person in charge of hosting the King of Tea Competition this time around is not the official Lu County, so she was the one who planned all of this."    

    

The reporter from the Lü County Television Station, Xiao Lee, who was in charge of receiving the guests introduced.    

    

Xiao Lee, who was sent by the leaders to do the media docking today, couldn't help but jump out when he heard about the wonderful news.    

    

"It sounds like you know the planner quite well?" A reporter asked.    

    

Thus, Xiao Lee told them about how Kang Ying planned to resolve the refrigerator crisis. The reporters listened with great interest and laughed.    

    

"This strong woman is really unexpected. I feel that she is more attractive than the competition. I'll interview her later and give her a feature story on a character. Do you have her contact number? " Sun Wu asked Xiao Lee.    

    

He was born in Media College, so if he didn't have to take care of his elderly and frail parents, it would be impossible for him to return to Qujiang City and stay in a big city.    

    

Of course, small places had their own advantages. With his background as an ace in the hole and his own solid foundation, he had become the lead reporter for the "Qujiang Daily News" at a very young age.    

    

"If you were to interview Director Kang, she would definitely be happy. Who doesn't know that your reporter is an ace in the hole. With a wave of your pen, that ugly duckling can turn into a white swan. Moreover, our Director Kang is really a white swan. " Xiao Lee chuckled happily.    

    

Xiao Lee had interacted with Kang Ying several times, so he naturally had her contact information. Sun Wu was quite serious and immediately noted down Kang Ying's caller ID.    

    

In another Chinese bus, Kang Ying was chatting happily with Professor Guo from the tea department of Nongcheng University.    

    

This female professor of the Tea Department was over 40 years old and had short, unfashionable hair. Her clothes were also very simple. If one walked on the street, it was impossible to tell that she was a professor; instead, she looked like a librarian.    

    

However, this Professor Guo had a solid professional background, and had fully seen the urgency of establishing a research base for production, so when Kang Ying brought up this topic, Professor Guo was very interested.    

    

She said, "I will come to the Guanshan Village site to check before winter tea is produced. If it's suitable, our department will form a research base with this place. At that time, we can let the students personally practice and participate in the production of the tea leaves.    

    

Otherwise, as you said, theory and practice are out of touch. Our previous graduates probably didn't even touch the green tea with their own hands when they graduated. Even if a university student like this graduated, how could he become an agricultural technician? "How can you guide the tea farmers' production?"    

    

Of course, there was also a realistic reason behind the fact that a lot of students who had graduated from the agricultural universities were now assigned to work in the village and town on the front line, but they often only saw this job as a springboard. After three or five years, they would either move away from their jobs or work for a better institution in the city, strive hard to become township's deputy discipline level cadres, and very few people had sunk into the line.    

    

Otherwise, why would the Guanshan Village produce such a phenomenon that a small portion of the tea farmers would not be able to learn their techniques? This was supposed to be led by an agronomist, but very few people did it.    

    

Kang Ying couldn't comment on this kind of social phenomenon. In any case, she was just doing what she could.    

    

Professor Guo was quite sincere, unlike the tea farmers who expected him to be high and mighty. Kang Ying was happy to talk to him.    

    

To be honest, the so called King of Tea Competition was just a chance to get to know all the different types of people. It was just a platform for all the different types of people to get to the most basic level of tea production, so Kang Ying would not let go of any opportunity to get to know all the related people.    

    

The Chinese bus wobbled as it advanced towards the Guanshan Village.    

    

"This mountain road is quite steep. If it wasn't for the local driver driving this way, I'm afraid his legs would have gone soft, right?" The guests in the car joked.    

    

"Indeed." Kang Ying said bluntly, "Indeed, there is a driver from the city who has driven here. Since he did not dare to drive, he called the local driver to help him drive. But don't worry, all the local drivers who dare to drive this road have the same level of skill. It is precisely because of this topography that I am able to produce Cloud Tea! "    

    

The guests understood Kang Ying's last sentence.    

    

Due to King of Tea Competition, the dirt road leading to the mountain was temporarily repaired and many potholes were filled up. However, it was not a cement road, so it would definitely bumpy.    

    

There were also some sections of the road that hung halfway up the mountain. When the car turned, it was at a right angle of 90 degrees. Looking out, one would see that the outside of the car was a cliff.    

    

Kang Ying's words dispelled the pressure on the guests and they all chuckled.    

    

At this time, after Kang Ying and Professor Guo finished their conversation, they saw a middle-aged man in a grey suit wearing a white shirt. He looked quite impressive.    

    

Kang Ying did not know who he was, so she secretly asked the Bureau Of Agriculture staff who was accompanying her. They told her that this person was Director Qian of the City Credit Union.    

    

Kang Ying subconsciously applauded Director Zeng secretly. She felt that Director Zeng was not a pedantic person. He actually knew how to invite the person in charge of the bank to the scene.    

    

It had to be known that if the tea farmers wanted to develop, they lacked funds the most.    

    

Where did the money come from? Looking for relatives and friends to borrow?    

    

Of course, that wasn't too realistic. Friends of the poor were usually also poor. Even if they had friends of the rich, seeing how poor he was, it was impossible for them to lend him too much money!    

    

Therefore, if the poor wanted to borrow money, it was best to find a bank. Then, as far as Kang Ying knew, only rural credit unions could lend money to the poor, especially farmers.    

    

Although Kang Ying didn't know the reason why Director Zeng invited the director of the Credit Union, she still seized the opportunity to introduce herself to the director.    

    


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