Boom-

In the early spring of 1995, just as Chinese beer companies were working together, the iron armored chariots of the world's beer giants had quietly sailed into the big stage of China.

Beer tanks across the country also drove into the center of this stage according to the trajectory of fate, either from the southwest, from the northwest, or from the northeast....

What Chinese Beer has to face is not only the overlords growing from the battle between 831 breweries, but also the multinational corporations that have been armed to the teeth.

Qin Dong did not sit in his Audi. He was so familiar with Beijing that he could not be familiar with Beijing no matter his past or present life, but Lao Ran from the northwest was different. Yellow River Beer was at least the overlord. He, the first deputy factory director, came to Beijing for the second time.

"When we got married, you took your sister-in-law to Tiananmen Square, Baiyi, and where is Hufang Bridge?"

Now, Qin Dong asked Gao Hu to pick up Lao Ran, so he simply got into a yellow van and happened to look around and walk around.

As for the brother from Beijing, he can make people from other places faint. He has never stopped talking since Qin Dong got in the car.

"...Beijing free market has made everything for foreigners," he looked at Qin Dong sitting in Houshun. The young man looked good and dressed well. "You, go to Beijing to find a job, don't just look at our own state-owned enterprises, you get foreign enterprises..."

He mistakenly thought Qin Dong to be a young man who came to Beijing to find a job, but his brother was very enthusiastic.

"Oh, it's hard to find a job now. There are so many laid-offs..." Qin Dong chatted with his brother without hesitation, "It's not easy for you to do. The management fee, car portion, and gas money will be no more than 200 yuan a month?"

Hey, Qin Dong really talked about it in his heart, and this is even more vernacular.

"Master, it's very tiring to drive a taxi. No matter how late he gets off work, he has to find a place to drink two beer bars?" Qin Dong smiled and looked outside the car window. There was another demolition alley. He felt that every time he went to Beijing, the familiar alley was gone.

"I have to drink a few sips, beer, Erguotou," said the brother laughing. "In previous years, there were only a few beers in Beijing, Beijing, Hongxing, Temple of Heaven, Lidu... and Yanshan in the suburbs..."

"Originally, Yanshan has been amazing in recent years. People in Beijing drink it. However, this happened last year. After the Chinese New Year, Hongxing caught up. This is the oldest beer brand in Beijing. From the Republic of China to now, it has to be a 1980s and 1990 years old. In the 1950s, it was a state banquet wine, and it was later renamed Capital Beer. Who can represent the capital?... In the 1980s, Hongxing's big green stick, you can't even buy it if you have money..."

"Why, why did you catch up?" Qin Dong quickly guided his brother. If he didn't guide, he could talk from beer to the United Nations in a few words. "I know, I was outside Guang'anmen and later moved to Xisanqi, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes," the brother looked back at Qin Dong happily. "There were already more than 40 joint venture factories, and these joint venture factories all use Hongxing brands. Total Hongxing can produce 600,000 tons of beer a year..."

If the joint venture factory is added, Qin Beer will not be able to catch up with it!

"A few years ago, Yanshan was bullied. This year, I'm lucky. I heard that I'm going to climb some American companies..."

“American Asian Strategic Investment Company…”

At this time, the American Asian strategic investment company entered the Chinese market and chose to jointly invest with Hongxing Brewery to form a Sino-US joint venture Asia Hongxing Brewery Co., Ltd.

After the joint venture, foreign funds were immediately in place, and 540 million yuan was invested at once. Hongxing basically paid off its debts, and the company's prospects were optimistic.

With more than 40 affiliated factories, Hongxing's position in the beer industry is vaguely surpassing Qin Beer.

Regarding Qin Beer, Qin Dong can only say: he touched the king and played it into a bad deck.

Now the factory is often in a state of suspension of production and semi-stop production. If you say it out, no one believes it!

"Actually, more than ten years ago, before Yanshan Beer came out, the people in Beijing basically recognized Hongxing Beer and Beijing Beer when they drank beer.

At that time, Hongxing Beer was located in the west of the city and Beijing Beer was located in the east of the city. So, with the Tiananmen flagpole as the boundary, Hongxing Beer was mainly sold in the west of the city, and Beijing Beer was operated in the east of the city... Got it, Hufang Bridge has arrived, you can walk slowly, young man, find a job well, and strive to make a home in Beijing."

Through the car window, Qin Dong saw that Gao Hu and Lao Ran had arrived early. He smiled and pulled out a few RMB and handed it to the driver, "No need to look for it."

"Oh, I've given too much," the driver became excited. He pushed the door and got out of the car, and Gao Hu came up, "I've given too much money..."

"If you give too much, just take it." Gao Hu didn't care. Qin Dong never plotted on Xiao Qian.

"It's not easy for him to come to Beijing to find a job, there is no place to eat or live..."

"Looking for a job?" Gao Hu turned his head and looked at Qin Dong who was hugging Lao Ran and Chen Xiaochun in a warm embrace. "He is our factory director, and our factory director still needs to find a job? He has long had a courtyard house in Beijing..."

ah!

The taxi driver was stunned, "Manager?"

"Have you heard of Shanhai Qinwan Rongya Beer?" Gao Hu was very proud.

"I have heard of it, I have heard of it. I have heard that people in Haibei Province drink it..." The driver immediately said, "Can't it be that Beijingers can drink Shangrong beer..."

"Of course, we have to let Beijingers drink our Rong Beer!"

After a long separation, Qin Dong was very happy and pulled Lao Ran and Chen Xiaochun into the store, and Zeng Junlie stood up.

This is a small door, which is commonly known as a fly restaurant. However, although the door is not big, it is decorated in antique style. On a dark yellow horizontal plaque full of the atmosphere of the era, the four words "Centennial Old Shop" are particularly eye-catching.

"I have eaten all the famous braised rice cookies in Beijing. I always feel that Beixinqiao is light, Dongsi is salty, and Xisi is not tasty enough, so I am the first choice for braised rice cookies." Qin Dong looks like an expert.

"The standard configuration here is to burn two bottoms with one fire, and it will be even more beautiful if you have a bottle of waiter." Qin Dong smiled, "But we will have beer tonight."

Looking at the diners around me and eating the most authentic food, my face was filled with satisfaction, "Actually, I want to come to Beijing the most in my life to live such a life in the market..."

"Then come," Zeng Junlie smiled. He was smoking, Du Xiaoshu was smoking, and Lao Ran was smoking. Soon, the table was like a fire, "You have a house, I have a shop on Peking University Commercial Street, so we two can meet every day."

"Even if you don't come, you have to meet every day..." Qin Dong smiled. All the brothers here. Lao Ran's Yellow River Beer has entered Beijing City. Ni Yongxiao from Bell Tower Beer must have come too, namely Tao Aman from Shanghai Beer, and Reheman from Northern Xinjiang Beer... These are all beer overlords. This year, they will come to Beijing. For nothing else, just two words - prove it!

Qin Dong added some chili oil, garlic juice and coriander to Chen Xiaochun's bowl, and then added vinegar to Lao Ran's bowl. He smiled and said, "Our classmates are all here, Beijing is so lively now."

"Then let's celebrate," Lao Ran smiled and opened a few bottles of Red Star Beer. He smiled and picked up the cup. "From now, we will take turns to build a farm every week, eat all the famous restaurants in Beijing, and do it!"

After drinking the beer, Lao Ran frowned. Du Xiaoshu hurriedly asked, "Brother Ran, what's wrong?"

"The taste of this beer is not the taste of yesterday." Lao Ran looked at the beer in her hand, "It's not the taste of the day before yesterday. Why does it taste one day a day?"

The taste of beer is something that ordinary people can’t drink, but is it still called Lao Ran if people in breweries can’t drink it?
Chapter completed!