A new method for processing dried meat, and an intermediary who wasn't going to Kazakhstan

Section Chief Hu thought it was feasible, but he still had to discuss it with his superiors. After all, it was fifty tonnes of white sugar. Although the Sugar Factory had the authority to make that decision, and the higher-ups had not forbidden sales abroad, the necessary procedures still had to be followed.

Li Long went out to wait. Section Chief Hu had offered to let him stay in the office, but Li Long thought it best to avoid any appearance of impropriety and went to the meeting room instead.

The meeting room had heating anyway. He was not as stubborn as Liu Gaolou and saw no need to make himself uncomfortable.

A little over ten minutes later, Section Chief Hu hurried over, a trace of excitement on his face, and said to Li Long:

"They agreed. The leaders agreed. By the way, could you put a few more people on the invitation letter? Could we bring family members? We did a count, and there are eight... would that work?"

That many more all at once? Li Long thought. Still, it should be fine. Herding one sheep or two-or a whole flock-amounted to the same thing. He imagined Liu Shanmin would not mind, for the sake of those fifty tonnes of white sugar.

"In principle, yes, but as for future supplies of white sugar..." Li Long said with a smile.

"In principle, fifty tonnes each time... no more than that," Section Chief Hu said with a smile.

"That's wonderful." Li Long nodded. "Then... shall we load up now?"

"All right, come on. Let's go to the workshop. I'll tell them." Section Chief Hu was in high spirits. There were places for him and his wife among those eight people!

What could anyone say? He was the one who had secured