National Beer

"Ten thousand million households? Just brag! Xiao Qin, you fool around with your fat sister..." Before others said anything, the old acquaintance Fat sister stepped forward to tear down Qin Dong's platform.

She was sitting in the front seat of the auditorium, and her voice was so loud when she was speaking, it was difficult for no one to notice.

"Fat sister, I'm really not fooling you, believe it or not?" Qin Dong smiled on his face, but his teeth were clenched tightly. "It doesn't take ten or eight years, but three to five years. We are among the wholesalers of Rong Beer. There will be one hundred thousand yuan households, and one million yuan households are not rare!"

One hundred thousand households?Million yuan household?There is no need to ask the fat sister, there is a burst of laughter in the auditorium.

But neither of Changyang's couple smiled. Both of them stared at Qin Dong on the stage. The woman took off her scarf, revealing the red silk coat inside the coat.

Outside the auditorium, Chen Shifa and Zhou Fenghe looked at each other. Neither of them spoke. Chen Shifa continued to walk around the auditorium. These days, his body was obviously slumped.

"I believe in Xiao Qin." Amid the tumult and noise, a tall man suddenly stood up. His rough and loud voice, loud and loud, suppressed the noise all at once, "You, Liu Haitao, you, Jia Weimin, you, Sun Big Eyeball... if others don't believe in Xiao Qin, we have to believe it!"

Everyone's eyes immediately turned on the tall man, and also on the few people he named. This person is not Zheng Haifeng, who runs a restaurant on Murder Street!

"We patted our own conscience. Last year, Xiao Qin sold loose wine. We all bought the goods at a few thousand catties. We lost or earned? This year, Xiao Qin's Ming Cui Liu beer, you can touch your own. Conscience, how much did you make? You count your money in your dreams at night, right?"

Oh--

There was another commotion in the auditorium, but this time the noise was much smaller. Everyone whispered, as if confirming Zheng Haifeng's words, Fat Sister finally played a positive role, "I testified, I didn't make any money..."

"This is the word of conscience," Zheng Haifeng took out his cigarette. "Anyway, I believe in Xiao Qin. No one in the city knows how to find Qin Dong for beer!"

"Always drink Rongya beer, always happy and auspicious..." Someone smiled and answered, Huh, Wu Geng discovered that, unconsciously, the atmosphere turned around.

"Qin Dianzi!" Someone yelled again from the audience, and the auditorium was full of laughter.

"I'm five hundred bundles." Zheng Haifeng didn't sit down, he raised his hand high.

"Okay!" Wu Geng was excited, smiled and slapped his slap, "What do you call you? Oh, Zheng Haifeng, five hundred bundles of beer, you can sign a contract to ride a tricycle immediately..."

Zheng Haifeng's face was very serious and solemn. He strode out of the crowd and walked onto the podium. Wu Geng smiled and put a big red flower on him. Zheng Haifeng gloriously pushed up a tricycle. With a "click", Xu Gu's photo The machine was lifted up, and the shutter was pressed again...

"Okay, leave the address, and the factory will arrange to deliver the wine immediately..." Wu Geng commanded again, "Next, who else?"

The crowd fell silent suddenly, and Chen Shifa outside the auditorium suddenly felt that his heart was lifted by something.

"I don't have to wait in line to get a tricycle when they give me a tricycle..." Someone in the audience was silent, and some others started talking.

"The key is that you can take a bundle of beer now, and you can get three bundles in summer..." Someone added up.

"People still give free beer..."

"I'm five hundred bundles." The young man in Yangcun stood up, following Zheng Haifeng's way, raising his hand high.

"Okay!" Wu Geng laughed. He pointed to the young man, "What is your name? Oh, your name is Bai Qi? Okay, Bai Qi is five hundred bundles of beer!"

"I will come five hundred bundles, too," the forty-year-old man in Jiaoshui County wiped his eyes and raised his hand. "My name is Li Xin..."

"Xiao Qin, Director Wu, can I get a hundred bundles first, but this tricycle?..." The fat aunt stared at Li Xin with jealousy as he rode away on the tricycle, and put on the big red flower again.

"Okay," Qin Dong was refreshed, "the quantity can be added up. When you sell enough for 500 bundles, you can just ride away..."

"Okay, we Xiao Qin is refreshing," Fat sister narrowed her eyes with joy.

"Then I will come one hundred bundles too!"

"I am two hundred bundles, no, three hundred bundles!"

...

Wu Geng was still calculating when he first started. At this time, he didn't count. He couldn't count. The eldest sister in the treasury and a little girl in the finance department nervously recorded in their notebooks with these newly promoted "princes". We signed the contract.

"Comrade, comrade..." The glue guy was pushing the tricycle tricycle proudly, and he was about to go out. The couple in Changyang called to him, "Don't you have Baisha beer in Changyang? How can you still be a wholesale beer maker? Are you here?"

"Baisha is our wine," the middle-aged man looked at the tricycle in his hand and smiled openly. "You count, I sell five hundred bundles of beer, excluding the money I earn, I can still earn a tricycle, a thousand bales. It's just two tricycles for 500 yuan. Besides, Baisha Beer is handed over to the Tobacco and Liquor Company, how can we sell Baisha..."

Oh, the couple looked at each other, the woman looked at the man, the man looked at the woman, and finally raised his hand, "Say it." The man pushed the woman to the front of the stage.

"Chief Qin, we need a lot..." The woman walked forward with a smile.

"Oh, how much?" Wu Geng also turned his head excitedly when he heard it was much more.

"Five thousand bundles." The woman smiled, her voice was very soft, but her face was also completely indifferent.

Five thousand bundles?

Everyone seemed to be stunned, and the auditorium was silent for a moment.

Qin Dong looked at the woman. Inside the open army coat, the red silk jacket embroidered with gold thread was very eye-catching.

"However, we have a condition." The woman looked at Qin Dong with a smile, but occasionally glanced over Wu Geng.

"Say." Qin Dong urged with a smile.

"Give us another dime for each bottle of beer." The woman smiled and smiled very friendly. This smile is absolutely qualified to be an international friendship and peace goodwill ambassador. It can even resolve the risk of war and win a Nobel Peace Prize. of.

"Five cents cheaper." Qin Dong directly replied. The war between manufacturers and wholesalers will always be an unfinished story in modern business history. The big players in these wholesalers sometimes take the lead in supporting the factory. , Sometimes, they are also the ones leading the rebellion...

"Okay." The woman was also very simple. She smiled and took out a pear from the army coat. "After talking for a long time, let's get thirsty. Try our Changyang pears. Sweet..."

Qin Dong glared at the woman with a smile, oh, if you opened your mouth, it would cost you five cents per bottle, and you rode a ten-wheel tricycle from me at once, not to mention, and took away two thousand five hundred yuan. Gave a Changyang pear to eat?

"How may I address you?"

"Lu Zhi." The woman smiled.

"Each bottle will cost you five cents. We can do it at Rong Beer, but in the future you will get five thousand bales at a time! In the future, if you get five thousand bales at a time, you will get another five cents per bottle. Money!" Qin Dong smiled, and took a bite of the pear in his hand. Hey, hey, why is this pear so sweet!It seems to slip directly from the throat to the stomach!

"Okay," Lu Zhi promised happily, "Chief Qin, it's delicious, next time I bring you a woven bag, this pear, how sweet..."

It was very sweet. Qin Dongshun handed the pear to Wu Geng. Wu Geng didn't dislike him and took a bite. Oh, it was also a sweet expression. The two looked at each other, but they all smiled and stretched out their hands. !

Just like inventing the de-marking machine, the two palms hit each other, again making a crisp sound.

"Snapped--"