Following Qin Dong to compete in the market, although the children of Zhongjiawa are not old, they are all very mature.

When Ma Xiaojun saw that the waiter was beautiful, he glanced at Du Xiaoshu, and Du Xiaoshu immediately threw him an encouraging look.

Ma Xiaojun turned around and took the initiative to approach him and said, "Hello, are your manager here?"

He spoke Qin Wan Mandarin, the waiter glanced at his T-shirt, looked at his appearance, and ignored him.

Zhong Xiaoyong also came forward and took out his business card, "I am the sales manager of Rong Beer. A while ago, our beer was reporting in the newspapers. You can try our Rong Ya beer."

With the light, the waiter looked at him suspiciously and took the business card in his hand, "I know, I know this kind of beer. You wait a moment, I'll call the manager over."

Oh, the wretched boys breathed a sigh of relief.

Ma Xiaojun snatched the business card from Zhong Xiaoyong's hand, "I said, when did you become a manager? Why don't I know, yoho, it's still a serious business card!"

Zhong Xiaoyong cleared his throat but suddenly laughed, "I came out to sell the scoundrels, so I printed 200 pictures..."

Du Xiaoshu took it and said the words "Sales Manager of the Second Branch of the Qinwan State-owned Rongya Brewery. The Second Branch has a sales section chief and a supply section chief, but there has never been a sales manager position.

"High, it's really high." Du Xiaoshu also praised Zhong Xiaoyong as he imitated Zhong Xiaoyong, and made a big banner into a tiger's skin. This is the basic skill of sales.

Several children were playing, and a middle-aged man in his forties looked at them in the shadows. Seeing the clothes of these young boys, he thought about it and walked over.

"You are from Qinwan Rongya Brewery?"

"This is our Manager Zhong." Du Xiaoshu immediately lifted the sedan chair for Zhong Xiaoyong. Zhong Xiaoyong cleared his throat and stretched out his hand generously, "Hello."

The manager looked at him in surprise, and the two shook hands, "The whole city knows your beer now. In this way, you can leave a few boxes here. If it sells well, we will continue to purchase the goods."

If the sale is not good, then you will be out of here. Shanghai people speak subtly, so Zhong Xiaoyong can hear it.

The two naughty children from Zhongjiawa who were following him came to carry a few boxes of beer. Zhong Xiaoyong took out the wine from his pocket. He never left the play, opened a bottle and handed it to the manager.

The manager tasted it, "Well, it's good, light and refreshing, suitable for the taste of us Shanghai people. In this way, you can come back and come to me again in a week."

The manager said a few words to accept the beer and sent them away. The naughty kids were unhappy. It was secondary to selling beer, but dancing was important.

When they returned to Qinwan, they could also brag about it. "I sold beer in Shanghai, and I hugged the Shanghai girl and danced a dance in the evening..."

A few naughty kids entered the dance hall and saw these girls wearing floral dresses. When they looked at their T-shirts and shorts, they felt a little ashamed.

It’s not that Du Xiaoshu doesn’t know the tone, but for the sake of the tone, he is not happy to wear trousers and shirts. In Qinwan, he has long been wearing sweatshirts and big shorts!

"Xiaoshu, why do I think there are more wolves and less meat?" Ma Xiaojun soon discovered the mystery. In the dance hall, there are more young men and young women, and there will be no incident in which a young woman invites young men to dance. Even if a young man invites young women, there are many people who are turned away.

Du Xiaoshu was shameless and pretended to be gentle and invited a few girls to dance. When they heard his Qinwan Mandarin, they directly refused, and there was no room for maneuver.

This made Du Xiaoshu discouraged and made Ma Xiaojun and other friends laugh secretly, but Zhong Xiaoyong didn't look at the girl. One night, he stared at people drinking beer.

"How about it? How many bottles of our beer have you drunk?" Du Xiaoshu asked casually.

"I didn't drink a bottle." Zhong Xiaoyong said depressedly, but he immediately said, "I'll come tomorrow."

"Didn't you say you're here in a week..."

Several bear boys left with saliva swallowed, but the next night, a group of bear boys came again.

Du Xiaoshu is here, Ma Xiaojun is here, and Zhong Xiaoyong is here again. Everyone is wearing shirts, trousers and leather shoes. The water sprayed on her body can make the mosquito faint.

This time, the tall and big Ma Xiaojun won the flag. The boy didn't speak. The whole process was Xu Wenqiang's show of shame, without showing his fear in Mandarin and the physical advantages of Shanhairen, which attracted several Shanghai girls for a while and kept surrounding him.

"Manager, how is our beer selling?" Zhong Xiaoyong came up and found the manager. It was a coincidence that the manager was still there today.

"Not good," the manager replied casually, not familiar with each other, and he was not polite to speak, "Everyone drinks soda, after all, this is a dance party, and you will get drunk after drinking beer... Shanghai people don't have much alcohol... Oh, of course, we also drink our local beer in Shanghai."

Zhong Xiaoyong thought of this. After all, there were no waiters here to poach. Besides, he even posted the calendar page in the dance hall, and it was so dark that it was so dark at night that he couldn't see it. Take a step back, Jack Welch is just an old man, which may be very attractive to foreign employees. But for those who come to the dance hall to find their partner or relax, who would go to see an old foreign man?

"Little brother, your beer is not suitable for this place. Listen to the saying, "Brother, uncle came to Ning, the club will cheat you. Little brother, otherwise you will suffer a loss in society..." The manager suddenly wrote a Shanghai dialect, which made Zhong Xiaoyong confused, but he also understood a few words roughly.

"We Shanghai people dance, and dance even more tone." The manager said with a smile and said in Mandarin again.

Zhong Xiaoyong knew that Jeko Welch must have no accent...

"Don't look at the simple clothes now. Once the weather gets colder, there will be a lot more patterns in everyone's outfits in the dance hall." The manager was fine, but when he saw Zhong Xiaoyong behaved, he simply started talking to him.

"Let's talk about coats first. Ladies usually wear windbreakers and wool coats on the outside. When they really want to enter the dance floor, they will take off their coats. In spring and autumn, there will be a translucent georgette white shirt and puff sleeves, which are elegant and elegant."

"In winter, there are all kinds of wool and cashmere sweaters," turtleneck, half turtleneck, chicken heart collar, green, red, beige, competition for beauty, colorful. "As for the lower body, the skirt is standard, long skirt, short skirt, pleated skirt, pencil skirt, one-step skirt, paired with high heels of different colors..."

Of course, the pants were not excluded - the fluttering bloomers, tight cropped pants wrapped in just right, bell-bottom pants dragged to the floor with the trouser tubes, and cropped pants made of khaki serge material were all available.

If you want to say that the dance hall was the weather vane of the fashion trends in Shanghai at this time, no one was willing to stand up and oppose it.

The ladies compete for beauty, and the men are naturally green in the mountains and rivers.

"There must be a three-piece suit, suit vest, suit pants, a conch, a shirt with open cards, or a fashionable product brought back from Hong Kong by a more fashionable relative..." The boss continued to teach this boy from Qin Wan a lesson.

The collar is straight, gold, silver or coral cuffs shine from the suit sleeves.

"In addition, there are also a group of old Kerle wearing overalls. By the way, if you wear overalls and tie a belt, you will make a big fuss. Generally, those who make such low-level mistakes are mostly young men who think they are very fashionable, but they end up being unrestrained and unrestrained..."

After listening to it all night, the manager spoke dryly, "Come on, I'll drink a bottle of your beer. To be honest, your beer tastes really good. Hey, little brother, where are you going?"
Chapter completed!