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Chapter 159 The market will never lack challengers

The directors of Shicheng Beer all stood up, either listless, angry, or gritted their teeth, but Qin Dong just pretended not to see it.

Zhao Mudan looked at Nie Xinming, hurriedly put two peeled prawns into her mouth, and drank the beer in a tow. This meal was so refreshing that it was beaten out of her mother's stomach, and she had never eaten such a good thing!

This woman is so edible, and the leaders of Shicheng looked at her side. This woman has left a deep impression on them these days.

"Cartain Director..." Nie Xinming was worried. Qin Dong had always made everyone familiar with the Three Kingdoms. Isn't this the scene in the Three Kingdoms? This is the territory of Shicheng. If Zhong Xinghuo fell as a sign and the swords and axes on both sides came out together, it would be troublesome.

"Go out, Director Zhong is a good person." Qin Dong smiled. His combat power was not inferior to Nie Xinming. The men from Zhongjiawa, not to mention fighting against five, but the formation of brick-headed kitchen knife has been seen too much since childhood!

Everyone went out, Zhong Xinghuo stared at Qin Dong like this. It took him a long time to say slowly, "Director Qin, do you want to defeat our Shicheng Beer this time and then buy our Shicheng Beer?"

"Old factory director, I really haven't thought so." There were only two factory directors, one old and one young, left in the private room. Qin Dong picked up the beer and poured it on Zhong Xinghuo, "We are here to fight the market, there is no other meaning."

"Just just invest in the market?" Zhong Xinghuo said dissatisfied, "If you came to invest in the market, you had seven or eight hundred people! You also bought our wine bottles at a high price. Don't you want to kill us?"

Once the anger erupted for many days, Zhong Xinghuo slapped the table, shaking the dishes on the table and making the dishes jump high.

Outside the door, the deputy director of Shicheng Beer, Nie Xinming, Zhao Mudan and others listened quietly, and they could provide reinforcements as soon as possible if there was something inside.

"Director Zhong, I'll say it again. We really haven't thought so. If we want to destroy it, the first thing we should destroy is Haicheng Beer in our district. How can we allow others to sleep soundly by our bed? But now we still supply Haicheng hops, and Haicheng Beer is living well..."

"Two years ago, our beer entered the West Sea. Except for Yingdao, we chose to join forces with us, the other two breweries also lived well..."

Later generations, Qinwan Beer beat Shennan Mansion three times. At that time, Qin Beer believed that if local beer brands such as Baotuquan and Yinmai could be eliminated or acquired, they could unify the world in Shanhai Province. However, they knew that there would never be a shortage of challengers in the market, and this might be fate...

"In the beer market, our way of getting along is to coexist and prosper, compete with each other, grow together, and let the people choose..."

"It's really that way?" Zhong Xinghuo said suspiciously.

"If you don't believe it, I sincerely invite you here to visit the market in Qinwan, and we will wait for you there." Qin Dong smiled and raised his wine glass.

Zhong Xinghuo once praised Haikou, but he could not win Rongbe in the local market. Rongbe has been working in Qinwan for many years and has long been deeply rooted. He is afraid that this is Qin Dong's plan.

"Director Zhong, I still have some private matters to trouble you." After saying the main matter, Qin Dong smiled and said, "I want to ask you for help."

Zhong Xinghuo's heart fell into the ground. As long as the bottle was brought back, Rong Beer would not be able to kill him. Shicheng could still make a comeback in the future, so he agreed very happily, "You said that there is nothing I can't do on the ground of Shicheng. What I said will give you some face from the secretary and mayor to the general director of the department."

Zhong Xinghuo was very confident, and the amiable and respectable old factory manager on the train seemed to be back.

"Well, there is nothing big about it. It's just to solve the problem of the child's work. If the brewery is suitable, then work at the brewery. If it is not suitable, please ask Director Zhong to find her a formal job."

"Is this your relative?" Zhong Xinghuo looked at Qin Dong, afraid that he would fall into Qin Dong's trick again. He was afraid that Qin Dong would arrange people to Shicheng Brewery. This was really a snake bitten, and he was afraid of the well rope for ten years.

"Even if it's right." Qin Dong could see his thoughts, but he didn't even point it out. Lao Zhong was not a petty person, so he would not be difficult for the child of the woman who collected the rags.

"Okay, come to the brewery, go to junior high school... and go to the union." Zhong Xinghuo looked open-minded and immediately dispelled Xiaojiu in his heart. In fact, he was more interested in Qin Dong's potential. If he could make friends, it would be much better than to meet an enemy.

The directors of Shicheng Brewery all came in, and everyone suddenly realized that the tension just now was gone, and replaced by a gentle breeze and drizzle...

"Everyone eats vegetables, eats vegetables, and after asking for this table of dishes, Xiao Qin eats vegetables... Look, Mudan, we are also old acquaintances, and the dishes are delicious, let them serve!" Zhong Xinghuo greeted Zhao Mudan enthusiastically.

Zhao Mudan is a honest person. "Director Zhong, the dishes are all good, and I like them all. The bowl of vermicelli just now tastes very good. Can you serve two more bowls..."

...

The banquet ended. When Santana drove to the hotel door, Qin Dong got out of the car but turned around, "Sister Mudan, do you know what the two bowls of that thing you wanted in the end were called? That was not a fan, that was shark fin... Two bowls cost several hundred yuan..."

...

The struggle between Shicheng and Rongbee continued, and Nie Xinming continued to stay here, taking advantage of the lack of wine bottles to occupy the market and cultivate wholesalers, but Qin Dong wanted to return to Qinwan.

The middle-aged woman who collected rags rode her bicycle and rushed to the hotel, "Big brother, thank you so much, thank you so much, I thought you were just talking, thank you so much..."

Tomorrow, the girl officially went to work in Shicheng Beer, and the middle-aged woman brought her to thank Qin Dong.

"What's your name?" Qin Dong glanced at the girl, who was one year older than him.

"My name is Sun Huifang." The girl smiled, not afraid of harmony at all. Her clothes were very rustic, but they were delicate and had a kind of spiritual energy on her body.

"Do it well." Qin Dong looked at the mother and daughter and walked towards the car.

"Hey, big brother, go slowly, I have two more words," the middle-aged woman hurried over, "I don't know how to report you. Look, there are six Kangxi Tongbao, you can take it... This is what I collected from rags and it is not worth it."

Six Kangxi Tongbaos, with green rust on them, which is really worthless, Qin Dong took them over, "Sister, then I will thank you this time."

"Hey, it's just six copper coins, it's not worth it. Hey, brother, there's a car to give you. I collected it the day before yesterday. This family counts three generations as landlords, and there are good things at home..." The middle-aged woman is so familiar, and her tone seems to have known Qin Dong for many years.

Well, collecting junk is like a business that can connect thousands of households. It is not that you can’t get into the homes of ordinary people even if you are familiar with it!

"What painting?" Qin Dong was concerned about this. In his previous life, he also had many hidden paintings at home, and he knew a little about the identification of antiques.

Du Xiaoshu had already taken the yellowed scroll in the woman's hand. He unbuttoned the rope and stretched it out. The font on it was still traditional, but he roughly read it, "The Qingming Festival, brother-in-law, is the Qingming Festival, the Qingming Festival, the Qingming Festival!"

……ah!
Chapter completed!
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