In 1995, everyone was performing their own vivid life under the tide of the times.

With the sound of the wheels of history thundering forward, in the vast land after the spring breeze, the pulling and tearing sense brought by reality has become heavier and heavier. Everyone, walking at the intersection of life, must repeatedly examine and find the direction of the road ahead when the wind blows thousands of miles.

Qin Dong planned the direction of Haicheng Beer, Li Jianyi did not agree with the vice president of Haicheng, and even Haicheng Beer workers did not agree with it. Groups of workers rushed over and surrounded Qin Dong and Rong Beer's leadership team.

Living in such a group, most people work in this factory since the beginning of their work and have a sense of collective honor.

In the 1980s, Rong Beer and Haicheng were the same breweries, both starting from 10,000 tons, but now a crown that was about to wear beer and a beer was acquired by the same city beer, and the workers of Haicheng Beer finally found the outburst of emotions.

"Not falling, no falling, we have the final say for our beer."

"Haicheng is Haicheng, Rongbee is Rongbee. If you can't tell me about it..."

"This is not beer, this is all money, what are you using our Haicheng as..."

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The workers were excited, saliva flying and poked their fingers randomly. Li Jianyi quickly stopped them, while the vice presidents quickly stopped them, but Wu Geng was not afraid, "I'm still very angry." However, it seems that today is going to be difficult to end.

He saw that Qin Dong was gone, and after another glance, Qin Dong had already stepped on the roof of Li Jianyi's Santana car, looking down at the crowd in the factory.

"Listen to me," at this time, the loud voice that was practiced in the bottle washing workshop took effect. "Haicheng workers, listen to me say three words."

Regardless of the tide of emotions below, Qin Dong continued to shout loudly, "I will ask three questions. If you think I was wrong, I will get out immediately, get out of here and not step into Haicheng."

"You said." An old worker waved his hand and stopped several lively young workers.

"The first question, will you give these beers to your parents? Do you give them to your wife and children?"

Some people were silent, while others muttered in a low voice, "It's all the same, just drink it, it's enough to kill people." But more people didn't answer.

"Okay, the second question is, these beers are sold to the market. If others drink these inferior beers, will they buy our Haicheng beer again?"

Almost everyone was silent, Li Jianyi sighed and turned his face away.

"The third question is, why did Haicheng fall? In 1989, two beer companies entered the market together. Rong Beer is getting bigger and bigger, and Haicheng is getting bigger and bigger, but why can't it hold on when the scale is bigger?"

This is also what Zhou Fenghe considers, and quality is of course the biggest factor.

"My coworkers in Haicheng, what I dumped is not beer, what I dumped is your quality concept. If the quality is not up to standard, if you don't pour it yourself, others will dump our factory and our jobs!"

"I'll put my words here. Haicheng is everyone's Haicheng. Whoever dares to destroy the company's brand will destroy the job of anyone!"

After Qin Dong finished speaking, he jumped out of the car and walked into the silent workers. The workers automatically dodged a way for him.

"No one wants these inferior beer prices to cut prices. Instead of letting them occupy the fermentation tank and counting the finished product, they should pour them out in a realistic manner. They should repair the large tanks as soon as possible, invest good materials, and produce high-quality beer. We cannot do our own things to occupy the summer market."

"The old ones don't go, the new ones don't come. Tomorrow, all the beer will be poured into the drain!"

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The next day, the unveiling ceremony of Haicheng becoming the fourth branch of Rongbee began.

The red silk was removed, and in front of the valves of several large fermentation tanks containing inferior beer, Qin Dong unscrewed the valve by himself, and the golden beer gushed out and flowed into the sewer.

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Journalists from all over the country and the province have recorded this precious image.

Li Jianyi sighed and opened a bottle of beer and poured the bottle of beer into the drain. The workers in Haicheng were silent, but also opened one bottle after another of beer, poured out the beer and left behind.

Depression, extreme depression, no one speaks, only the flow of beer.

The sky was cloudy, and it started to rain at noon. From a distance, a circle of willow trees in Haicheng Beer yard was washed by the rain, with leaves as green as new and branches rising upward.

"Rong Beer Pours 12 million tons of Haicheng Beer into the Sewer"

"Dump out inferior beer, Haicheng welcomes a new life"

"Qin Dong, Don't Lose the Big Situation because of Small Profits"

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Shanhai Daily, Qinwan Daily, Provincial and Provincial News, Beijing Daily, China Quality News, China Market Economic News, China Business Daily, Beijing Youth Daily, China Specialty News, China Liquor...

Major newspapers and magazines across the country reported on, and the whole country was shocked!

But almost one-sidedly, the national media stood on the side of Rong Beer, and Beijing Youth Daily even tracked and reported to this beer factory that has been holding joint venture beer in the Beijing market and has never had a joint venture!

Zhou Fenghe was really convinced, "Old Chen doesn't have this courage, neither do I. Qin Dong is the general manager of Rong Beer and a banner. In the future, he will be the one who resists the banner of Chinese beer!"

This is also the biggest news in Qinwan these days.

While everyone was regretting it, they all thought of the refrigerator factory a few years ago. Director Zhang raised a sledgehammer and smashed 76 unqualified refrigerators!

"The good beer is poured into the gutter..." Xiaoju's mother nagged while making a meal at home, "Even watering flowers and weeds is much better than pouring them out..."

"What do you know?" Du Yuan was repairing Qin Xun's toys. This child was simply the king of destruction. The car he bought yesterday fell to pieces today.

"Where is a big laugh?" Xiaoju's mother seemed to feel something was wrong, and Du Yuan also felt something was wrong. The room was too quiet, so quiet that the old two-rank genius had an ominous premonition.

"His father has put a satellite in the country. Isn't this kid going to go to heaven?" Du Yuan stood up. Now that Du Xiaoshu is not at home, his house has become Qin Xun's paradise. The family wealth accumulated over the years has been thrown all over the bed.

When Du Yuan pushed open the door, the old policeman almost passed away. Qin Xun was holding a hammer and was seriously knocking on the bullets on the ground. Real bullets.

"Oh, my mother..." Xiaoju's mother unconsciously exhaled her local accent, and when she became weak, she leaned against the door frame.

Du Yuan quickly stepped forward and grabbed the little hammer from the kid's hand.

Fire will kill people!

"Liaoxiao, this is a bullet..." The old policeman was really angry. He raised his hand and wanted to hit his little butt a few times, but his hand was raised and hit his face.

He is really scared!

"Dadong, what impact does it have on the Beijing market after pouring out more than two million beer, hops and rice?" Wu Geng and Qin Dong got off work and returned to Rongbe's family district together.
Chapter completed!