"I am Wan Ziliang. You said, you are neighbors with our Yun Beer, why are you turning your elbows outward?" Hou Yong did not speak, and Wan Ziliang immediately showed his identity to question the restaurant's owner.

"Director Wan," the boss handed a cigarette. Just now Wan Ziliang entered the door, and the boss recognized him, but he could only pretend not to know him. Now Wan Ziliang showed his identity and the boss was forced into a corner. He could only tell the truth, "We have no choice..."

"Is Yun Beer not good? Is Yun Beer the beer of our Yunhai?" Wan Ziliang was furious, "Is someone pointing at your head and asking you to buy Rongya beer?"

"Yes, they are all delicious," the restaurant owner was sensible. "We saw Rong Beer posted a notice. It turned out that the beer that was one piece of 10 cents and 10 cents rose by five points yesterday, but today rose by five points, and tomorrow it will rise..."

"You're going to get their beer after the price increases?" This is exactly what makes Wan Ziliang feel incredible, and it is also the reason why he is so angry.

"But now it's still cheap. It will rise to the original price in two days... The original price is 30,000 yuan per bottle, and we have to store it in advance, otherwise the price will rise later, and I don't know when to wait." The restaurant owner was helpless.

"Is it okay to buy Rong Beer?" Wan Ziliang said word by word.

"Rongbee doesn't have the smell of horse urine, everyone loves to drink..." The restaurant owner told the truth, "As long as you enter the restaurant, everyone will not miss two cents..."

"How many boxes have you entered?" Wan Ziliang looked at the store. There were very few Yun beer in the store, but Rong beer was a lot. As soon as he took a look, he knew that there were three or four hundred boxes, "Are you afraid of expiration?"

"This Rong Beer said that they guaranteed the price that their beer was half a year..." The restaurant owner patted Rong Ya Beer, "There is a long beer shelf life and can be put until the middle of next year..."

Wan Zi's head, which was filled with air, finally became clearer. He suddenly realized that there was a reason for the price reduction of Rong Beer in front. I'm afraid that Qin Dong had already planned to raise the price since the price reduction.

Hou Yong's face was heavy, and only then explained to Wan Ziliang, "Qin Dong, this is using price leverage to pry up consumers. Under the control of price leverage, all commercial units, hotels, restaurants, shops... will buy more and save more."

Also, in conjunction with the price increase, Rongbe's second notice was also blatantly encouraging everyone to stock.

"Their shelf life is really half a year?" Wan Ziliang didn't believe it.

"We have sold all for several months, and there is no problem with a bottle of beer." The restaurant owner answered Wan Ziliang instead of Hou Yong.

Wan Ziliang suddenly shuddered, and he suddenly realized that when he looked at Hou Yong in horror, Hou Yong was also smiling bitterly. With stock in these small restaurants, small shops and even large commercial units, I am afraid that I will buy Yunhai Beer in a short time.

The two of them got in a heavy mood and got back in the car. The car quickly shuttled through Yunhai City, but found that the streets were filled with Rongbei’s wine delivery vehicles.

Whether it is the common people or businessmen, they have a herd mentality, just like the rush to buy in the past few years. As long as everyone buys, no one will fall behind and no one will come to find a way.

"We also raise the price." Wan Ziliang said angrily.

"It's useless." Hou Yong immediately retorted, "Our shelf life is only one month."

Wan Ziliang had nothing to say at once, yes, this is the key. Even if these small restaurants buy Yun beer, they can't be stored.

"Let's lower the price!" Just like Hou Yong finally made a desperate bet during the Beer Festival a few months ago, Wan Ziliang was ready to lose money.

Yunbee is a city enterprise. There is still a guarantee for losses in the city. However, you cannot lose this battle, and Yunbee's face cannot be lost.

Hou Yong sighed, "Manager, Yun Beer is not yours or mine. If the price is reduced, it will be a loss to make a lot of money. What should we pay taxes to the city? What should we spend in the factory? What should we pay for the salary?"

Wan Ziliang suddenly shuddered again. As a major financial and taxation enterprise, if Yun Beer could not pay taxes, the city would not let him continue to be his secretary, and he should move!

"Qin Dong..."

Wan Ziliang sighed, wanting to cry without tears.

Qin Dong, the grassland wolf, has calculated everything. Now Yun Beer is not rising or lowering, he is trapped in the same place and cannot move. He can only look at restaurants and shops in the city to move Rong Beer home in boxes.

"Xiao Hou, please think of another way. I will go to the city right now and send a wine certificate to Rongbee immediately. If there is no wine, I cannot let them deliver wine!"

Hou Yong didn't say anything, and Wan Ziliang left in a hurry.

Hou Yong smiled bitterly, my factory manager, is this useful?

The one who gives a wine certificate is Rong Beer, but it cannot limit the numerous commercial units, restaurants and shops in Yunhai... If Rong Beer is not given, they can pick it up at home by themselves.

...

Snow is everywhere, and smoke is everywhere.

In Dengzhou Brewery District, Rong Beer’s newly transferred reinforcements gathered here.

Qin Dong stood on the high stage, watching the flags and troops below the stage thousands of miles away.

"Brothers, I won't say much. Wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, dogs travel thousands of miles to eat shit, today and tomorrow, victory or defeat will be here... Let's set off and take down the sea of ​​clouds, and we will celebrate the New Year in the sea of ​​clouds!"

"Celebrating the New Year in the sea of ​​clouds!"

Countless trucks with red flags of Rong beer drove out of Dengzhou Brewery and headed to the fourth district of Yunhai.

Zhu Rong, the director of Dengzhou Brewery, took Qin Dong into the car, and watched the vehicle go away in the wind and snow. It took him a while before he returned to the office. "Lao Zhong, I'm really scared. Fortunately, we didn't give up halfway like other factories..." He called Zhong Xinghuo, the director of Shicheng Brewery.

After putting down the phone, Zhong Xinghuo from Shicheng Brewery did not speak for a long time or reviewed the documents. He got up and went to the map on the wall.

If the Chinese beer market is a tempting chess game, on the 9.6 million square kilometers of large chessboard, more than 800 breweries have made their way to the game...

But whoever meets Qin Dong is probably the only one who is beaten down...

...

The war continues, but Rong Beer's momentum is thousands of miles a day and is as powerful as a bamboo shoot.

"Mulan, Mulan, Mulan from Shennan Light Riding Factory..."

Today, Zheng Xiaojiao also came to Yunhai and temporarily played the role of the host.

Lu Xuguang and Wang Xinjun held an award-winning event in the development zone, and took advantage of the Spring Festival that was about to be approaching, and each factory and unit paid benefits to employees, and once again increased the promotion efforts.

"Today, we won the lottery on site and saw which lucky consumer rode Mulan home..."

Although the wind and snow were raging, the atmosphere was booming. The crowd was crowded with three layers inside and three layers outside.

The development zone is a new district of Yunhai, with many factories, workers and young people.

Zheng Xiaojiao glanced at the audience, slowly unfolded the paper in her hand, and an exaggerated expression appeared on her face, "The first lucky number is...3!"

The crowd immediately surged. Everyone looked at the numbers in their hands. They started with "3" and were full of confidence, while those who started with other numbers looked disappointed, but they were disappointed but everyone didn't walk away. They all wanted to see who the last lucky one was.

"The second number..." Lu Xuguang approached Zheng Xiaojiao. He glanced at the paper in Zheng Xiaojiao's hand, and then looked at Zheng Xiaojiao, "The second number......... is 1!"

Wow—

The crowd immediately surged, and many people had already raised their prize tickets in their hands.

Lu Xuguang looked at Zheng Xiaojiao happily, and happened to Zheng Xiaojiao looked at him with a coquettish look on his face, and Lu Xuguang could no longer find Bei.
Chapter completed!