National Beer

"Mr. Qian, the last time the city was forced to press down on that matter, I was still holding a sigh of relief. This time they came to the door and I have to take a good breath." When he spoke, he couldn't help but touched what was left on his face. The scar, that was left from the last fight, this scar grows on the face and hurts in my heart.

Qian Junyi gently blew the tea leaves floating on the water, and the beer at this time was at its peak.Guarding the landscape of Rong, the price is cheap, not only occupying most of the market in Qinwan, but also famous in the whole mountain and sea.

Compared to Qinwan Beer, although Rong Beer was established in 1985, which is about the same time as Yanshan Beer, the leader of the beer industry on the market today, its beer production reached 250,000 tons last year and became a major profit and tax operator in Qinwan City. He believes that no matter from The scale is still the market. The city leaders will not support Qin Beer. The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh, and they can't support any of them. They only work hard in the market.

But in recent years, let’s not talk about the Shanhai Market, but the Qinwan Market at the doorstep. In the Qinwan Market, Qin Beer was mostly produced half a year ago. The price is high. Who will buy it? Brothers Rongpi was defeated steadily.

"This Peng Gaoyi is not greedy enough to swallow the elephant. He has taken a fancy to our Rong Beer's production capacity and factory area of ​​250,000 tons, and he can also seize the market share of Qinwan and Shanhai in one fell swoop." Qian Junyi could not help but curse. Let him dream." He looked at the pennants and trophies hanging on the wall. "I heard that as soon as Peng Gaoyi took office, he had people mark the breweries in various places on the map..."

Obviously, Rongpi, which is also a city, is Peng Gaoyi's first offensive target.

"A factory manager's office meeting will be held right away. Don't Peng Gaoyi want to eat us? I want to eat him," Qian Junyi said. "Who still drinks Qinwan beer in the Qinwan market now? Peng Gaoyi doesn't open his eyes. Look, now Qinwan and Shanhai are the world of Rongpi. He thought he was selling fish fillets at Dayang Foods. Come on, just take advantage of this opportunity to unify the Qinwan market..."

Qian Junyi was ambitious, and none of the factory directors under him took Qin Beer in his eyes. Indeed, what is left of Qin Beer besides the brand?!Three factory directors have been changed in four years. If it doesn’t work, Peng Gaoyi will have to get out. “Then let him get out early. The door was pushed open again, "Mr. Qian, there was a beer bottle explosion in the workshop today..." The production plant manager hurried in.

Qian Junyi's face immediately sank, "This is the first few accidents this month, you said..." The production plant manager screamed and bowed his head without saying a word, "If there is another accident, then you don't have to do it. Resign..."

Next door, there was a sudden sound of a phone call, and the conference room was connected to Qian Junyi’s office. He walked over to answer the phone, "Hey, who..."

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Chunhe Tower, Peng Gaoyi and Li Guorong arrived early.The two of them ate melon seeds, drank tea, and talked gossip, waiting for Qian Junyi and his party to arrive, but they hadn't arrived until the day was completely dark.

"This is looking down on us, Qian Junyi has the confidence. I heard that since the Standing Committee, Qinwan is now staring at Qin Beer and Rong Beer," Li Guorong smiled and peeled a melon seed with his hand. "You heard Come on, um, really haven’t heard of it? Everyone says that your war with Qian Junyi is the Iran-Iraq war."

"The Iran-Iraq war?" Peng Gaoyi helped his glasses, frowning and parting. "I know that Qian Junyi and I have a meaning in their names." But his expression immediately became very angry, "Why The'Iraq-Iraq War'? That is to praise him! How can he be of the same magnitude as me?

"It's not an equivalent, so what else to talk about?"

The door was slammed open from the outside, Qian Junyi walked in, followed by a deputy factory director, but looking at the only promise, it is estimated that it will not have any impact on today's talks.

Li Guorong and Peng Gaoyi both stood up, Li Guorong walked in the forefront, "Old Qian, we meet again."

That was when Li Guorong was working in the planning committee, the two met, but they were not familiar with each other. Before the idea of ​​merging with Rongbi was born, the two also checked Qian Junyi's details.

He started as a radio operator in the special agent company of the army, secretary of the factory office and chief of the propaganda section of Qinwan Machine Tool Plant, intern editor of "Qinwan Daily", secretary and section chief of the factory office of Qinwan Textile Equipment Factory, Wanggezhuang, Rongshan County Deputy Director of the Commune Management Committee, Deputy Mayor of Shazikou Town, Rongshan District, Secretary of the Party Branch, Factory Director and Senior Party Official of Rongshan Brewery...

After reading his resume, Li Guorong and Peng Gaoyi had nothing to say. The party, the government, the military and the private enterprise, he did everything, and he has achieved results in every post. This is an opponent.

Qian Junyi's face was gloomy. After he barely shook hands with Li Guorong, he turned a blind eye to Peng Gaoyi's hand stretched over. Peng Gaoyi did not change his face and withdrew his hand. "We are here to associate." According to the division of labor between the two, Li Guorong sang white. Face, "Old money, sit, sit."

Qian Junyi didn't speak. He didn't go to the table, but sat down on the sofa. There was only such a sofa in the private room. Invisibly, Li Gaorong and Peng Gaoyi stood in front of him, just like a subordinate reporting to the superior," said Come on, how do you want to merge Rongpi?"

"It's not a merger, it's a union." Li Guorong dragged a chair and sat opposite Qian Junyi, while Peng Gaoyi was standing in front of the window, looking at the lights in the distance. In this city, the lights are not bright at night.

"After the union, Lao Qian can become the vice chairman of the union and concurrently as the general manager of Rongshan Beer. Lao Peng is still the master of Qin Beer. There is no question of who leads which. At the same time, Rongshan Beer becomes Qin Beer. The second brand of China, focusing on the low-end market..."

"This market was originally ours," Qian Junyi interrupted Li Guorong. "80% of the Qinwan market is Rongshan Beer; Qinwan Beer's annual output is 300,000 tons, and we have reached 200,000 tons, and will reach 300,000 next year. Ton is not impossible, besides, Lao Li, from your words, I did not hear what you said about the joint, what benefit will Rongpi have."

"Of course." Li Guorong looked at Peng Gaoyi. He was still standing in front of the window, like an old monk chanting a mantra, like a clay sculpture. An idea flashed through Li Guorong's heart. This negotiation seemed to be suspended, "You can use Qin Beer is sold on the national network."

"Are there any more?" Qian Junyi interrupted Li Guorong again, and Li Guorong was also a little angry. Before Qin Beer, he was the director of the Municipal Planning Commission. Qian Junyi was only responsible for reporting to him, but in this posture, It seems that Qian Junyi is listening to his work report, "Someone has higher conditions than you..."

Li Guorong didn't change his face. He has received this "intelligence" in the planning committee system for many years. Now the leader of the national beer industry, Beijing Yanshan Group, is in contact with Rong Beer to discuss the acquisition.

The dishes came, no one moved their chopsticks, and the hot dishes quickly became cold.