When Yang Jianting stood in front of Qin Dong again, Qin Dong stared at him for ten seconds without saying anything, "I love playing poker?"

Yang Jianting smiled, "Fight for the best, level, and the city is very good."

Wang Xinjun smiled suddenly. This young man, Wang Po, was selling melons, and he even praised him.

Qin Dong also smiled, "Okay, then look, who can get the first customer in this beer war in Beijing?"

"Rong Beer." Yang Jianting replied without hesitation, "Because we are Rong Beer."

This child is really good at speaking. Wang Xinjun smiled and shook his head. Are college students nowadays so mature?

Qin Dong did not laugh, and he ordered Meng Guangsong, "Just do as Xiao Yang said, Xinjun, give up Fangzhuang."

Fang Zhuang doesn't want it anymore? Yang Jianting was a little stunned. Is this still the legendary senior brother who won every battle?

"We have eight words about shells. Let's take the big road and occupy the two hatchbacks. Let's first pick the shells and start the market with weak dominance. Chaoyang and Haidian, take a look. If there are no places, withdraw first..."

Wang Xinjun understood that Qin Dong's meaning, this was to avoid the edge and occupy the mid- and low-end market first. This was the first time in Rongbei's battle of the south and north. Unfortunately, the shell's artillery fire was too fierce.

Rong Beer withdrew, and the battle in Fangzhuang has never ended.

Chu Zheng had already spoken that Fangzhuang is Fangzhuang in Beijing. As long as Yanshan is still there, Zhuangzhuang will be there, and Yanshan will never retreat a step.

Yanshan has been operating in the Beijing market for many years and has been tied to dealers very strongly. Chu Zheng is confident in saying this, but in the face of shell fire, Yanshan did not choose to reduce the price, but also started giving away refrigerators.

Yanshan’s dealers are stable, but as a Southern Beer, Haizhu, has a dealer rebellion, but Yan Bing is fighting to the death. She has a broad vision. Now the country’s TVs are in a price war, and she purchased a batch of old TVs from Changhong. In this way, the TV is still cheaper than the refrigerator...

But she also understood that fighting a positional battle with Shell in this way would consume real money and silver. If she couldn't hold on one day, she might really withdraw from the Beijing market.

Yanshan and Haizhu have the power to fight back, but some local beer overlords complained that they could not deliver TVs, and there were no Yanshan Iron dealers. In desperation, they had to hand over the territory they had occupied to Beike. In a few days, more than a dozen breweries had withdrawn from the Beijing market.

It was almost lunch time, and Meng Guangsong bought a few meat buns and handed them to Yang Jianting beside him. This young man could endure hardships and had ideas, which made Wang Xinjun and him look at each other with admiration.

Yang Jianting smiled and took the buns, but did not rush to fill them in, "Chief Meng, I'll treat you, let's eat Northeast cuisine. I've been here for a few days. This Northeast cuisine restaurant is really famous. The boss came back from the Northeast Construction Corps that year, and the Northeast cuisine is authentic."

Meng Guangsong swallowed, "Don't say, I'm really greedy. When I go back, I have to see Wang Xinjun with a stern face. So, I'll invite you, but I haven't welcomed you college students yet."

"Chief Meng, I like to eat pork stewed vermicelli and sauerkraut dumplings..." A young man came over with a smile, "My aunt's house is in the northeast."

"Okay, it's quite an expert." Meng Guangsong took the lead, opened the curtain and walked in. The dish did not ask, and asked beer first, "Boss, what beer do you have?"

"Yanshan, Rongbee, Beijiang, Yinshui, what do you want to drink?" The boss was very happy.

"Rongbee, that's all," Meng Guangsong sat down with a smile, "Come on, pot buns of meat, big stick bones, white flesh and blood sausages, Northeast stew..." He knew that these college students didn't have much oil and water in their stomachs, so he just picked meat and vegetables, "You have fun and eat, I spend half of my monthly salary every month. If I don't spend this salary, I feel uncomfortable. During your internship, your salary is only a few dollars. Xiao Yang, you don't have to spend money. I treat you today, don't rob me..."

More than a dozen college students put two tables together. When they saw the big stick bones, their eyes were straightened. A ventilation swept the clouds, and a large pot of stick bones quickly disappeared. At this time, the girl named Wang Hefeng smiled and said, "Section Chief Guo, Yang Jianting's father is the factory director..."

Oh, there is also a father who is the factory manager, which means that the family has money.

"It's also a student who has money. When you get your first month's salary after you get your first month's salary, you won't be able to invite me." Meng Guangsong smiled and picked up a piece of pork bun, "Xiao Yang, your father is also the director of the brewery?"

"No, it's the tractor accessories factory in our town." Yang Jianting said while gnawing on the big stick. "Meng Ke, I'm delicious too. I've been thinking about it these days..."

"What have you figured out?" Meng Guangsong smiled and picked up the cup. More than a dozen college students stood up one after another. The glasses were clinking together. Meng Guangsong said, "It was still the glass of Haizhu Beer."

"I'm thinking about what Beijingers like to eat?" Yang Jianting drank beer.

"Then aren't you foodie?" Another classmate named Wang Zhihui sneered, but he couldn't hold back his face when he thought of Meng Guangsong's words, but Meng Guangsong didn't care about him, "Xiao Yang, you said, I love to listen."

"In Beijing now, Cantonese cuisine is no longer popular. Chaozhou cuisine is always the same flavors. Sichuan cuisine has a few new styles, pickled fish and spicy hotpot. This month, the popular Dai cuisine, Vietnamese cuisine, and Beijiang Village, Northeast cuisine and mountain and sea cuisine are always popular. By the way, there are also Japanese cuisine, Korean barbecue, and fresh seafood that are popular..."

Yang Jianting said so much in one breath, and he was stunned by Meng Guangsong, who claimed to be a "foodie".

He felt a little moved. This kid had a smart head. This time is definitely not the time to study food. What does he... want to do?

"Australian lobster is delicious and not expensive." Wang Hefeng smiled. She spoke very crisply and looked very beautiful. This is an advertisement from Beijing TV station these days, and everyone is familiar with it.

"Chief Meng, do you think this is OK?" Sure enough, Yang Jianting began to come up with an idea, "Let's make a brochure, the booklet of Beijing City Hotel. Now you don't have books, just family planning brochures..."

Wow—

Several college students laughed, and the two female college students looked at Yang Jianting in shame, but Yang Jianting became even more proud.

"As long as we go to the hotel with our brochure, we introduce their characteristics and leave their location and phone number, which is equivalent to us advertising them for free, but we only require that they can only sell our beer..."

Oh, this is probably the first time I encountered in Beijing, and Meng Guangsong immediately became interested.

"Whoever doesn't sell our beer will be put on our brochures. Their business is naturally not good. If you want to enter our brochures, you have to sell our beer. If you sell it for a while and switch to other beer, I'm sorry, our brochures will not have their names..."

Yang Jianting continued, and more than a dozen college students were watching him.

"Printing doesn't cost much. I've asked. The cost price of such a booklet cannot cost a dollar..."
Chapter completed!