"Cola, it's all included." Qin Dong pointed to Coca-Cola soaked in the water. The stall owner was startled at first, and then happily served the group of sweaty young people.

After the cold coke drank, the dampness and heat in my body were still unable to get away.

"Brother Dong, cool, cool." Zhong Xiaoyong took a banana fan diligently and slapped Qin Dong hard.

"Go," Qin Dong smiled and flicked his head, "Go to patrol the street with me."

Looking at the Coca-Cola in my hand, it seems to be a symbol. After the reform and opening up, Coca-Cola returned to mainland China as soon as possible. In 1988, a national concentrate factory was built in Shanghai. Since then, Coca-Cola concentrates in China have been born here, continuously bringing "happy water" to customers everywhere.

And this year, on January 28, 1992, the Shanghai Municipal Government decided to cancel the tickets for sugar, fresh eggs and salt from now on and open the supply.

Everything seems to be in this era, and no one feels abrupt, as if life in this era should be like this.

It seems that this is what should have been done, and everyone's look up to foreign companies and their habits and preferences seem to affect the citizens of this city.

Santana is driving on the streets of Shanghai, and a bar in the western style is very conspicuous.

At this time, some of the infrastructure in Shanghai was built by German companies. For example, Siemens was building Shanghai Metro Line 1, so many European technicians and engineers lived in Shanghai. This bar was obviously designed for foreigners living in Shanghai, hoping to make them feel at home.

"This is an era of money-oriented. Foreign companies have high incomes. Shanghai people are studying Western business courses to work in foreign companies." Qin Dong suddenly asked, "How are our beer selling in mid- and low-end hotels now?"

Zhong Xiaoyong immediately smiled, "Brother Dong, I asked, I still drink beer in Shanghai, but our beer has begun to be shipped."

Du Xiaoshu also smiled, "There are Chinese people in foreign companies, they have neighbors, relatives, and friends. Everyone saw them drinking our Rong Beer and motivated everyone around them..."

This is a demonstration effect!

Qin Dong smiled and tear a gap between the people working in foreign companies and foreign companies. This is something that Tao Aman's advertisement cannot include. Foreigners' homes are not here, and there is no such thing as "new Shanghai people" later.

When Qin Dong walked into a hotel, he lit up his eyes. With Zhao Mudan there, Rong Beer's ground push didn't need to worry about it.

At this mid-range hotel, when you enter, Jacowelch's calendar page with Xiao Yanran in his arms. Oh, there is also a handsome foreign man holding beer and looking at the customers entering the door affectionately.

"This photo is good," Jacowelch is always an old man. He is not as good as a young foreign man, and he can touch customers' hearts more. The young foreign men seem to be very popular in China at this time, "Who is this person?"

Du Xiaoshu and Zhong Xiaoyong looked at each other, and they hugged and blinked, with indescribable ambiguity on their faces.

"What's wrong? Your eyes are squeezed out?" These bear boys were born by Qin Dong since childhood. He knew what they were thinking about at first glance.

"Brother Dong, oh," Ma Xiaojun said in his tone of Lu Xuguang, "That day, someone praised Sister Peony for her beauty for the first time..."

"Is it him?" Qin Dong looked at the foreign man on the calendar page, and thought that Zhao Mudan looked like the tiger girl in Mr. Lao She's writing, and he also smiled, "Well, the aesthetics of Chinese and foreigners are different."

"This person is not simple. I heard that he is a business counselor..." Zhong Xiaoyong was more careful. He seemed to have already figured out the details of this young foreign man.

Oh, it was Qin Dong's turn to be surprised, "No wonder Sister Mudan is like a chicken blood these days..."

Du Xiaoshu immediately followed, "Oh my god, this is the power of love!"

Well, Qin Dong agrees with this sentence.

After walking in several mid- and low-end restaurants, there were calendar pages posted by Rong Beer everywhere, and Rong Ya Beer was also placed on several dining tables.

In several stores, Rongbe’s cans are also placed in a conspicuous position, and Rongbe’s calendar pages are also eye-catching.

"Well, you guys, how did I teach Tao Aman this lesson?" Qin Dongzhi was proud.

"Tao Aman has to invite you to the Jinjiang Hotel for a meal no matter what." Ma Xiaojun immediately patted his stomach. He drank too much Coke just now and then he burped loudly.

"When you treat me as a beggar, you will get rid of me in one meal?" Qin Dong shook a loud thunder on his head.

"It should be like this," Zhong Xiaoyong said seriously immediately, "One Audi car, two thousand bottles of Coca-Cola, and a few Huoxiang Zhengqi Water. In addition, Manager Aman has all the marketing fees we have in Shanghai this time."

"This is almost the same." Qin Dong said with satisfaction, "You guess, what is Tao Aman doing now?"

Tao Aman sat in the office all day, and he didn't smoke. He just drank tea, and drank two thermoses of the tea.

“Reduce the price.”

A marketing professor at a university advises, “Break them with price.”

Rong Beer comes from afar, and they naturally do not have an advantage in terms of transportation costs and prices.

"Reduce the price!" Tao Aman finally made up his mind.

At the Beer Festival that year, Hou Yong faced Qin Dong's scattered beer offensive and was ready to change the bottle of beer to sell it.

"First stabilize these small and medium-sized restaurants and shops." This is the basic platform of Shanghai Beer.

Tao Aman immediately called He Hongtu, and He Hongtu did not hesitate. "I don't understand the business matters, but Director Aman, I only believe in one sentence, saying that people do not doubt, no doubts, you can do it bravely! I will take care of all the responsibilities."

This sentence almost made Tao Aman cry. With such a boss, he could not lose in front of Qin Dong, an old classmate.

...

The rice in Jiangnan is so delicious!

Many Rong Beer sellers have been thinking about Haidong's big steamed buns these days, such as steamed buns that are as big as a man's face, but Zhao Mudan thinks the rice is delicious.

Now, eating rice and praising foreign boys, she had an indescribable energy all over her body.

If there is such a young man who makes her nostalgic, she cannot lose.

After coming out of a restaurant, she looked at the waiter and smiled and said nodded outside. The waiter was stunned and then followed her out.

"I heard from your accent, are you a fellow villager in Henan?"

"You are from Henan too?" The waiter didn't have much joy on his face, but just responded.

"It would be strange if you are not from Henan," Zhao Mudan said in a short story, "Girl, it is not easy to work in Shanghai alone. Here, can you pay 200 yuan a month?"

"It's only 200 yuan, sometimes it can't get it." The waiter looked quite pleasing. When it comes to salary, it looked like he was drooping.
Chapter completed!