"Drinking Rongya beer, a good person will have a safe life!"

Taking advantage of the performance of the First Stadium, Luo Ling took advantage of the situation to launch a new advertisement for Rongbing. Mr. Qin said that he would deal with advertising wars with promotional wars, but he did not say that he could not advertise!

Looking at the banners all over the street, Qin Dong just smiled and said two words, "Flexible." Luo Ling was originally called Luo Ling, but as he shouted, he called him Luo Ling.

Advertisements are posted all over the streets, and an old community in Qinbei District is also covered with advertisements from Rong Beer.

Under the advertisement, a young man ran out in a vest, and behind him was an old man holding a rolling pin, "Stop for me, stop for me, I only bought two boxes yesterday, and two more boxes today, you think this is tap water, it doesn't cost money, right..."

The young man ran in front, and the old man held a rolling pin and chased him back, making the neighbors around him laugh, but they couldn't laugh out loud. These days, those who have sons or husbands at home are moved in boxes to their beer.

"When my house saw me enter the door that day, I stuffed the things in my hand under the bed like a thief. I thought I had given a bonus to honor his mother, but who knew it was just a postcard..."

"That's right? My second boy also lets the actors of the singing and dancing troupe get their souls..."

The two old ladies stood under the shade of the tree, discussing while choosing dishes.

This scene happened to be seen by Chen Shifa, who was patrolling the street. He got out of the car with interest and watched the old man walk back with a rolling pin, but he couldn't catch up with his son.

"I'm going to sue them, I'm going to sue Rong Beer. Isn't this a bad thing for young people..." the old man said angrily.

"Yes, this is destroying other people's family." The woman who picked the vegetable also said angrily.

Chen Shifa laughed secretly, the reaction between the old man and the woman was real, but this also shows that Rong Beer’s trick is right. Who drinks beer in summer? Or do men drink it? Who drinks the most? Of course, it is a man from twenty to forty or fifty years old!

"Young man, you can't drink too much beer, especially you can't get drunk." Seeing that the young man was also walking back from outside, Chen Shifa kindly advised him.

"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk," the young man ignored Chen Shifa and took out another money to buy a box of Rong beer. He opened the box impatiently, but his face was full of disappointment, "Why is it Zheng Xiaojiao again? I have two Zheng Xiaojiao!"

"Brother, I'll exchange it with you..." After a while, another young man sneaked into the store, "Wait, I'll go home to get it now."

"Brother, are there many people drinking Rongbee now?" Chen Shifa wanted to take out cigarettes to the old man in the store, but after touching his pocket, he realized that he had quit smoking. However, the old man happily handed him a cigarette, "Does there be more people drinking? That's too much. I just sent twenty boxes yesterday, but I sold them today. I'll put in twenty more boxes today!"

Chen Shifa smiled and waved his hand. He didn't take his cigarette. He happily returned home, but found beer on the dining table. When his son saw him come back, he immediately greeted him, "Dad, is the beer in your factory fooling people?"

Chen Shifa's face suddenly pulled down, saying that his beer was equivalent to saying that he was, "When is it your turn to comment on my beer at this home?" Chen Shifa's dry face was motionless, and he slowly sat on the chair.

Seeing this, my son immediately knew that he was angry, "Dad, I didn't mean that. Our colleagues at the customs office have bought nine boxes, but they just can't find Han Rufen. Did you not put Han Rufen's postcard in at all?"

This is a sales matter. Chen Shifa doesn't care about these minor matters, but he knows that as long as he says it casually, the society will listen to the wind and rain, which will affect sales.

"Dad, why can't you find Han Rufen?" The son was still unyielding. But his mother knocked his head with chopsticks. "Look for Han Rufen and Han Rufen, can you find a wife? It's okay if Han Rufen can be your wife... for dinner!"

"Dad," Chen Shifa's son looked at him, "Can we go through the back door? Our customs colleagues ask me... I want a few postcards of Han Rufen..."

Chen Shifa took a sip of beer with great pleasure. Before he could speak, his wife complained again, "Didn't your factory teach young men badly? Now the city is looking for postcards..."

"He is so old, can he teach him badly?" Chen Shifa looked at his wife dissatisfiedly, "Just we don't print postcards, will those Hong Kong and Taiwan singers and dance stars have no postcards?"

He ignored his wife and son anymore, and after dinner, he arrived at the factory again. Oh, standing in front of the office building, he saw the beer truck in front of the factory door running out a few miles away like a long queue...

In this early summer, the peak season sales time has arrived early...

In the office, Zhou Fenghe was also very happy, "Old Chen, this is Qin Dong. It seems that he has not been blinded by a beautiful woman. Good-looking..."

"They call him Tanhualang now." Chen Shifa said quietly, Zhou Fenghe was speechless. He didn't know if this Hua Tan was right or wrong...

The sales department and dealers of the general factory also happily surrounded Luo Ling.

"Our Qin has a way. So many advertisements on Yunhai Beer have been in vain. I heard that TV station alone cost more than 100,000 yuan!" Sun Dazhu stared at his eyes and stood opposite Luo Ling, but he did not dare to act rashly.

"Why do you say that? Follow President Qin to win the battle!" Fat Aunt said loudly instead, "Chief Luo, I am old, but the dealer still wants to do it. I ask my son to take over my shift..."

"Aunt Fat, that's right. Keep following Mr. Qin and win the battle!" Bai Qi also smiled, "No, I have to raise my son too..."

"Isn't your son only two years old?" Zheng Haifeng smiled and exposed him.

Sales Department laughed and chatted with them. Everyone pulled more than a dozen cars of beer away, and Luo Ling saw Lin Yida's car.

Lin Yida got out of the car with a smile and opened the door, and then opened the door for Luo Ling like a gentleman. "Yida, guess, how much beer will be sold today?" As soon as he got on the car, Luo Ling said about beer with a gaze. "It's still Mr. Qin who has the ability to make Yunhai beer lose his wife and his army. You don't know that when he sponsored the singing and dancing troupe, Secretary Zhou still opposed..."

"Hey," Lin Yida was still listening at first, but he couldn't stand it anymore. He grabbed Luo Ling's hand, "Ling'er, can you stop talking? From the time you got on the bus, you Mr. Qin has been talking for half an hour. Can you also talk about Comrade Lin Yida, the general manager of Binhai Hotel,..."

...

The whole city is the same when it comes to get off work.

When the bell for the Municipal Public Security Bureau to get off work rang, Du Yuan also walked out with his colleagues from the Municipal Bureau. There was no way, the documents needed to be stamped, and he had been leaning against the Municipal Bureau these days.

"Subsidy Du, Section Chief Du..."

As soon as he turned around, he saw the young deputy captain of the Public Security Brigade, "Secretary Du, please let me know. I know that your son-in-law is the director of Rong Beer Factory No. 2..."

"Well——" Du Yuan looked at him curiously. When he was on the police two days ago, he was not like this.

"Chief Du, can you please give us some postcards? Han Rufen's..." The deputy captain looked around vigilantly, and he was a little embarrassed.

How many postcards are Du Yuan naturally took on a big bag.

"Du Suo, Du Ke, Uncle Du, Da Da..."

The deputy captain and Du Yuan were startled. Suddenly, as if they were ambushed, many young people suddenly came from Hulahula, "We are also short of them, I want Xiao Lili's."

"I want Zheng Xiaojiao's."

"Dear Du, I want all of it-"

...

When Du Yuan returned home, Xiaoju's mother had already sat down for dinner. It was rare that the son-in-law and son both returned home early today.

"Dadong, does your factory put postcards into the beer box? Can you..." Du Yuan looked at Du Xiaoju, "Give me a few pictures? Oh, it was the young man from the Municipal Bureau who asked me to make a few pictures. What did Han Rufen want?"

"Dad, how many pictures?" Du Xiaoshu threw a clam into his mouth. Seeing his father talking, he immediately took a big bag. He ran into his house and took out a stack of plastic photos. Xiaoju's mother and Du Xiaoju's faces changed immediately.

Du Yuan stood up "twist" and said, "You're doing this again..." He was about to grab the photo.

But Du Xiaoshu was quick-witted and his eyes were quick, "Dad, this is work!"

"You are still talking to me about work. I think you deserve a beating, and you can't change it..." Du Yuan had already picked up the stool and said, "Give it!"

"Dad, isn't this what you want?" Qin Dong smiled and held Du Yuan's hand, "Don't you want Han Rufen's postcard?"

ah?

Du Yuan opened his mouth and hissed and breathed cold air, "Is that?"

"That's it!" Qin Dong took the photo and handed it to Du Yuan, "Didn't our factory sponsor the singing and dancing troupe? Now we are doing promotions. Seven postcards of the singing and dancing troupe actors can exchange for a box of beer for free. This idea was come up with Xiaoshu. Mom, you don't know, our beer has been sold crazy these days. Our Director Chen and Secretary Zhou said that we should give Xiaoshu a great contribution!"

"Really?" Xiaoju's mother looked at her son-in-law and her own girl, and then looked at her incompetent son, but her son raised his chest and looked stubborn.

"Xiaoshu, tell dad, what did you do?" Qin Dong patted his brother-in-law on the shoulder.

"Brother Dong, I have reduced Han Rufen's photos. For example, for every 1,000 photos of other actors such as Xiao Lili and Zheng Xiaojiao, we only print 700 photos of Han Rufen..."

Therefore, when a young man buys a box of beer, there is a high probability that there will be no photos of Han Rufen in it. This will arouse everyone's appetite, and Rong Beer will sell more!

These days, Rong Beer has been selling crazy!

"Xiaoshu, you really came up with this idea. Can this work? Dadong?" Du Yuan looked at his son and looked at his son-in-law again. Zhong Xiaoyong, Xiaojun and others pushed the door and walked in.

"It's Xiaoshu, the whole factory knows it," Qin Dong patted his brother-in-law heavily. "Our Secretary Zhou said Xiaoshu's head is alive, and our Director Chen also said that Xiaoshu is very useful!"

Oh, Du Yuan and his wife couldn't speak at once.

"Hey, Xiaoshu, eating melons... why are you crying?" Zhong Xiaoyong looked at Du Xiaoshu in confusion and smiled in a hint, "Isn't it just a praising you?"

"Grandma, let the wind squint!" Du Xiaoshu blinked hard, but Zhong Xiaoyong looked at the clothes drying in the yard. How could there be wind in this?
Chapter completed!