Ten thousand boxes of beer were secretly introduced to Beijing and all were placed on the Beijing market.

Luo Ling had a big belly and was unable to move. Wang Xinjun led the team and walked into the small restaurant that had almost wiped out the sales of Rong Beer.

"Red Star Beer, it's fifty boxes." The boss was very kind, but although the store was cleaned up, the tables and chairs that were temporarily pieced together and the broken counters were all telling the fierce battle here a few days ago.

"Don't leave a few more boxes?" Wang Xinjun smiled and handed over the cigarette, "Cheap."

"Where can you go cheap?" The boss took the cigarette, and the distance between the two of them was getting closer. "Isn't the city a meeting? Isn't it allowed to lower the price again?"

"We're the beer shipped before the meeting," Wang Xinjun immediately found a reason for himself, "I'll give it to you at the price before the meeting."

"How much?" The boss suddenly became energetic.

"One piece, two bottles, how about it?"

Hongxing sells a bottle of beer for one yuan and four cents in the Beijing market. Wang Xinjun got 9 cents from Haibei Province. He can earn 30 cents per bottle. In addition to freight and labor costs, he also has a small surplus.

Qin Dong won’t suffer any loss or lose money, and everyone remembers the lesson.

"It's done," the boss handed Wang Xinjun a cigarette, "a hundred boxes."

"One hundred boxes are only one hundred boxes, unload the goods." Wang Xinjun simply said.

"Hey, wait, my brother-in-law is in the Haidian Renmin University High School. His hotel is big and there are many customers. If you give him a few more boxes, I will call him immediately..."

The water doesn't flow to outsiders' fields, and my brother-in-law always thinks about my brother-in-law.

Wang Xinjun agreed very happily. When he walked out of the hotel of Renmin University High School, his heart skipped a beat and he met the Red Star Beer person.

The big red silk flowers on the light truck have not been removed yet. It seems that Zhao Juchen took a desperate bet and thought of Rongbee driving out of the Beijing market.

"Which part of you?" The Red Star Sales opposite looked at Wang Xinjun's light truck. The words of rugged beer on the body of the car had been covered, and under the night, it was dark.

However, the Red Star Beer in the car was very eye-catching and could not hide it even if you wanted to.

"Botou Brewery..." Wang Xinjun glared at the other party, and the evil spirit on his body came out in the early years. "How can I sell this wine? Forty-six joint venture factories have entered Beijing, so we can just fight in the nest..."

Although Zhao Juchen has divided the "sphere of influence" of the forty-six joint ventures, he cannot be sold elsewhere, and no one can hang himself on a tree. If this is not possible, change the place, why do you follow the general factory in everything?

"Isn't this just a meeting? It'll be fine after a while. I'll drive Rong Beer out of Beijing first..." The other party immediately surrendered and handed over a good cigarette with a smile.

Wang Xinjun was cursing inwardly, "Turn us out of Beijing, just wait!"

"Okay, let's survive for a while. Otherwise, we Botou Brewery will directly look for Mr. Zhao..."

Watching Wang Xinjun's car drive away, Hongxing's salesman exhaled a puff of cigarette, "I'm quite angry, forget it, let's go and take a look elsewhere..."

"Hey, young man, don't leave, put down twenty boxes for me." A waiter ran out of the hotel and shouted at the Red Star people, "One cent, two boxes, the same price!"

One cent two?

Red Star’s sales exploded on the spot!

...

Joint ventures are double-edged swords that can cut enemies and themselves.

Hongxing’s approach is to let these joint venture factories produce Hongxing’s products according to Hongxing’s quality standards, and then sell them with five-star brands.

Of course, most of these joint ventures are small and medium-sized enterprises, with small scale, low management level and poor product quality.

For this reason, the Americans repeatedly asked for advice, and Zhao Juchen also made great efforts to build the joint venture.

Therefore, Hongxing sent someone to help them rectify and export technology. The joint venture factory only needs to pay a certain amount of technology transfer fee every year.

This approach has played a great role in promoting the development of the domestic beer industry. For this reason, Hongxing Factory has been commended many times by the municipal government.

Indeed, these more than 40 joint ventures have also made contributions to Hongxing's expansion of the market, and the annual brand transfer fee has also increased the economic income for Hongxing's factory.

However, when these associates develop to a certain scale, they start to become independent: weak-powered companies will not leave, but they still have to rely on your support.

Companies with good scale benefits will take advantage of the growth of Hongxing Enterprises and start to produce their own brands. Hongxing is equivalent to helping other wines to open up the market. At the same time, the production of Hongxing wine must be put second, which once again affected the image of the five-star.

Also, since the general factory does not provide sales area distribution, many associate companies lack regional awareness in market operations, and Red Star Wine produced by different factories fights.

According to the principle, the general factory should define clear regional restrictions between each joint factory. But at this time, everyone is responsible for their own affairs and go wherever they think. In this way, the "real" and "fake" red star wine enters the market at the same time, and the wines from several joint factory are having a lot of fun in competing for a market.

Since the wine produced in different factories has different tastes, this situation can even occur. The Hongxing wine you drink today is not the same as what you drink yesterday.

Therefore, when Zhao Juchen heard that there were 10,000 Red Star Beer on the market, he immediately suspected that he had reached forty-six joint venture factories and invited the factory directors and sales section chiefs of forty-six joint venture factories in the Beijing market to the general factory for a meeting overnight.

After talking for half an hour, I actually summarized it in three words: Who did it?

The price coordination meeting was just held yesterday, and Zhao Juchen also spoke on behalf of Hongxing. He was slapped in the face the next day. Zhao Juchen was really annoyed.

However, everyone looks like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. No one admits it. What do you ask them to admit if there is nothing?

"Mr. Zhao, we listened to the General Factory," the deputy director of Qian'an Brewery was very dissatisfied and lay down. He was dreaming of being intimate with his wife, so he was called out from the bed by a phone call, "You understand our brewery."

"Mr. Zhao, you know me, second brother: Brother, you know me. If I take action, I won't do it secretly at night..."

"Mr. Zhao, you know me. According to my habit, you won't be one or two bottles, and if you don't sell one or eight, I will take your surname."

"Mr. Zhao, you know me. If it were me, no one would complain."

"Mr. Zhao, you know me. Although we became the latest associate factory, we are always ahead..."

"Mr. Zhao, you understand me. I like to be passive and always abide by the rules..."

...

Zhao Juchen was already overwhelmed, and he was called up after falling asleep. Before the wine could be gone, he looked at the group of princes in front of him, and the meeting could only be stopped.

"Hey, it's not born by my biological mother. We are raised by my stepmother. Why don't you ask the main factory if they do it?"

"That's right, just point the gun at us in no way. In the future, I won't be so arrogant. Let's just do it alone..."

"We have some people who have a market, and it's not impossible to do it alone..."

Under the night, a group of people walked out of the building, all complaining and anger.

A alliance of forty-six joint ventures quietly appeared in cracks.
Chapter completed!