National Beer

Kill the pig kill your ass, each have each killing.

On the beer market, the play of the beer is to take a market by our sales concentration fire, and then hand it over to the dealer management. Most of the bachelors' practice is to lead the local dealers to play the world.

As a foreign beer, shell is played on the market, and there is unconditionally to the country's other brewery.

The dealer of the shell, a brand new transport vehicle, the soldier, of course, there is a shell Miss ...

Du Xiaoxuan only swept a young lady of these shells, and it snorted in the nose. "This is all the rest, walk, send beer." His hand knocked on the horse, "Don't see, Look again, Yang Zhaojun gives you the younger brother ... "

Self-playing Li Zhen went to the United States, and Du Xiaoshu did not lack the woman. There is also a big party. He also used to all kinds of Yan Yan Yan, but his aesthetics is always online, and the woman who interacts is the long-haired long leg. Big girl.

So, I saw Miss these shells, he really didn't take serious events.

However, the corner of Fangzhuang, Haizhu's Strict Ice, Yanshan's Chu Zheng saw Miss Miss, the shell of the red, quickly entered the summer, both of them ran in the market, cruel wars immediately.

"Go, ask," Yan Bing laughed, "Is there a beautiful big girl in Beijing to bring the shell, this, drink, do not drink, all look at the beautiful girl."

So many beer manufacturers, who can attract consumers, who can sell beer, and know that today's war is very cruel.

"Strict, we are not recruiting a batch of girls ..."

"Don't do things from the girl?" Yan Bing's words were very like biting iron. She, from the beginning of entering Haizhu I, I have been fighting in the most brutal battlefield of the beer, "play!"

Chu Zheng also served, Beijing is the ground disc of Beijing beer. Now beer into Beijing, and he also wants to take this Go beer from Beijing.

"Hit!" He didn't get off and looked at a Mercedes-Benz that flew outside the window.

This is the car of Strauss, he has also come, won the square, laying down Beijing Chengnan, no matter which beerry is coming, it is very strategic.

Now there is a sentence in Beijing's beer market, called "Want to have Beijing, first served in the city, want to have a city, first served Fangzhuang."

In his heart, I won the square, and I was close to him from the goal of the Chinese beer market.

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Qin Dong is not in Beijing, the general of the beer is in person.

"Meng Guangsong, our propaganda products?" Looking at the other party's shell, Wang Xinjun shouted, and the other party was played in this small world.

For the Lord to distribute a propaganda material, like a plane bullet, the bomb covers the entire Fangzhuang.

Wang Xinjun took a propaganda product that Meng Guangsong handed over, the material printing of shells was beautiful, and it was the same as a photo.

Hey, the baby's own promotional materials, the thin paper is broken, and when I don't care, Wang Xinjun noticed that the full-eyed is the sale of shell propaganda products, the street seems to have seen it. The sea is from the sea.

There are too many people in the other side, rough look, and we have a few times to get up!

Du Xiaoxuan, Ma Xiajun and others have already been in the crowd, can't see.

Wang Xinjun said, the other's artillery fire is too violent. The attack is one-on-one. The most intimate is that the shells of oneself are in the crowd. If people don't look into the trash can.

Haizhu's propaganda Lu has also been thrown over, and Yan Ice gets off. "Go back, we also improve, now it is not retreat, rush ..."

"Strictly, we don't have so much money ..." The sales under the hand look at the propaganda of the hand.

"Whether this is, a family talks, a family is a family, today, I will be a family." Yan Bing personally gone.

Chu Zheng is a Confucianist. He has no shirtless, but an emergency to collect people's hand. ! "

The three major brewerys in China are encountered with shells with Yanshan, Nan Haizhu, Northern Beer and Beijing.

On a few square kilometers, all beer is sold, sales is more than guests!

A few fangs have together, there are some small beer mills who are waiting to be on the shore. For a while, Fangzhuang attracted the eyes of most brewerables.

"This way, no one looks at our beer." Wang Xinjun took the child's seashell's information into one side, "I will go to noon, who will be a beer, the hotel restaurant will come into the beer, I entered the hotel, push into the hotel! "

But after the bombings, the army of the shell began to act.

Their head is the lady, when the shell is in the door, the store does not take care of these men's sales, watching a girl who is softened by the soft words, picking three, picking four eyes, will also become very good.

"Shell, I know, German beer, I have just received your propaganda, it is too expensive ..."

"Here is the Fangzhuang, Beijing." Miss Bei Shee laughed to show a white teeth, "If you can't drink the shell, then the Beijing city is no one, we are selling very well in Shunyi ..."

"Okay, that ..." The boss of the hotel just watched the board, Du Xiaohu rushed in, "boss, smoking."

"Don't smoke," the boss's expression turned into the eye and became fierce.

"Two hundred boxes, you see you in the business, the two hundred boxes are not enough for you to sell for two days ..." Miss, the beer of shells seems to be a beautiful champion, this laugh makes the boss fly, "that In this way, 500 boxes, not being sent back later. "

Miss Shell smiled, she looked at Du Xiaoxu, Du Xiaoshu face is blue, "Let's go, next."

The next family, Zeng Lizhen anti-parasol, Guo Bin took the wine to the wine and the wine cupper.

"This is fun, summer, just need this parasol," The manager of this restaurant is eyebrows, "Just, in the evening, you can put a few tables outside, just a umbrella?"

"Yes, there is, some," Guo Bin laughed, it seems that this family has a door, "If you want a few, there are a few, we are wearer ..."

"I know, enter the White House, to enter the Great Hall, is a good beer," Manager smiled, "I used to have entered your beer, this is not, Beijing beer is too much, I will send me ... I haven't put it ... "

"Is there a place in the refrigerator?"

Guo Bin turned his face, a beautiful shell, Miss, came in, and a can shell beer on her hand.