People's hearts are dispersed and the team is difficult to lead.

Zhu Quanzhong and Lao Ran’s long-planned offensive were interrupted, and the two dealers were the first to shake, and the sales of the two were also shocked by the Tang Dynasty’s 6 million yuan big move!

Dealers have changed their homes one after another. In addition to those hard-core big dealers, Jinji and Huanghe’s middle and low-level dealers can’t wait to join the team that joined the “Present Tang Dynasty”.

If the foundation is not solid, the earth will shake.

Zhu Quanzhong was anxious and became angry. Without these dealers, Golden Rooster Beer was a rootless tree in Xi'an City. Apples floated on the water, just like buildings built on the beach. A gust of wind blew, and the building could be blown down.

Lao Ran was anxious and became angry. This Bai Yi was really Bai Yi. He was used to money even if he had money. He said he would take it out and take it out. If Ma Guoqiang and other locals would be more expensive than his wife!

"We have to learn from Qin Dong..." Lao Ran no longer hesitated.

On that side, Zhu Quanzhong's dealer conference was also held, but the soldiers fell, and the dealers no longer chose the golden rooster or the Yellow River. They all ran to the side of the Tang Dynasty.

Crack-

Firecrackers exploded, and on the last Sunday of the golden autumn September, twenty-two Tangchao Beer stores in Xi'an City opened on the same day!

Xi'an Business Daily took out another page, and the number on it was very eye-catching:

Tang Dynasty Beer's market share in Xi'an has reached a terrifying 82%!

"There are eighteen left, and I will take it back before the end of the year!" At the opening ceremony of a specialty store, Qin Dong put on his leather shoes and made a vow, "At the end of the year, there will be no more bottles of golden roosters and bottles of Yellow River in the Xi'an market..."

He smiled and looked at the audience, smiling faces, hoping for expectations, "Our slogan is..."

"Kill the chicken and fight against pornography!"

Ma Guoqiang, Lao Jin, Zuo Ling and other company leaders, even the deputy district mayor who came to attend the ceremony, clenched his fists and shouted.

Kill the chicken and fight against pornography!

There are more and more red vests all over Xi'an. Standing on the bell tower in Xi'an, Iveco with red flags, the army and shoulders with red flags, and the three-wheeled human powers of Xi'an, day and night, shuttle through the streets and alleys of Xi'an City.

Zhu Quanzhong didn’t want to leave Xi’an. After all, this is the provincial capital. A street in the provincial capital sells more beer than a county town!

Now there are only two roads in front of him, either walking, not sitting at a table, or staying, resisting to the end!

He is also a well-known northwestern man. He wants to fight the beasts when he wants to trap him, and he wants to make a comeback!

"Mr. Ran," Zhu Quanzhong put down his airs and visited him in person, "The lips are gone and the teeth are cold!"

Zhu Quanzhong wants to unite Lao Ran to fight against Qin Dong!

"Now, Qin Dong is Cao Cao, and we are the Sun and Liu families. Now, only when we join forces to fight against Cao can we have a place to establish a cone in Xi'an!"

"We can't beat Qin Dong..." Lao Ran was not very enthusiastic. The beer that was still famous in Xi'an last year is now in bleakness.

"It's up to people," Zhu Quanzhong also wanted to advise him, "Don't forget that Qin Dong still has a loan of nearly 30 million, we..."

"Our two families are not his opponents. Not to mention 30 million, even 300 million, Bai Yi can eat it." Lao Ran squinted her eyes and looked at the old opponent with a smile.

Two years ago, in Xi'an City, Lao Zhu beat him like chasing a rabbit. Now he really lost money to Bayi. He actually ran to his own door and was selling miserable.

"Oh, I forgot, you are classmates, but brothers still have to settle the score clearly..."

"We are even more close than brothers," Lao Ran became serious. "I don't believe it. If Qin Dong has a bun, I will eat less of it."

Zhu Quanzhong left angrily, Lao Ran picked up the phone, "I heard that you are going to drive our Yellow River out of Xi'an City, and there is no bottle of the Yellow River on the market..."

"That's what I said," Qin Dong smiled on the other side of the phone, "But you can change the flag!"

Change the flag?

Obey the Tang Dynasty?

Lao Ran put down the phone with a bang. The Yellow River brand is even heavier than his life. From the first day he entered the factory, this is the whole of his life!

"Bayi, this treacherous, I, Emperor Xian of Han, will kill you Cao Cao..." Lao Ran looked at the popcorn on the table, "Come on, buy me two bottles of pesticides and mix them in the popcorn."

"Mr. Ran, will the smell be too big? Qin Dong will smell it." The deputy sales officer under his subordinate said seriously.

"Get out." Lao Ran retorted, "Do you really think I want to poison him?"

The vice president of sales got out obediently, and when he walked out of the door, he smiled, "You are classmates, classmates belong to classmates, and steel knives belong to steel knives..."

The steel knife has been raised, how can I put it down?

How can you allow others to sleep soundly when you lie beside the bed?

Qin Dong's autumn offensive ended just when autumn began.

But it's still one step away from the small goal!

Qin Dong called Zuo Ling to his office and gave him a face-to-face message, "Before the Spring Festival, or after the Spring Festival, we will give the Golden Rooster Beer the last blow to unify the Xi'an market..."

Zuo Ling looked at Qin Dong in surprise. She could hear that Qin Dong only mentioned the golden rooster, not the Yellow River!

...

In 1996, sadness and joy are intertwined.

The economy is hot and human feelings are cold.

The Department of Psychology at Peking Normal University recruited master's students this year, and there was a topic about social indifference.

Everyone knows that in this turbulent era, interpersonal relationships are reorganizing around interests.

"Who brought the call from ancient times, who left behind thousands of years of prayer, is there still a silent song, or the attachment that cannot be forgotten for a long time..."

Accompanied by Li Na's high-pitched singing, Qin Dongxili was eating hot mutton steamed buns in a steaming small shop. Here, looking at him coldly, he was an authentic Xi'an native.

Lao Ran did not put down the big bowl in his hand, and he did not raise his head and soaked the mutton hard.

"Well, have you read this book?" Just like when studying at Shanhai Light Industry College, Qin Dong took out a book. Lao Ran squinted her eyes and swept her head, "You have to ask the book, have it read it?"

"China can say no!" Qin Dong shook the book in his hand.

This year, the domineering Americans made several Chinese booksellers rich - they were down and out poets, and they found the first gold-stopping to publish.

This year, they stayed up late while chewing American ginseng and compiled the book "China Can Say Not". Paper in Luoyang was expensive for a while.

Of course, more than ten years later, they were excited again and published "China Unhappy".

It is hard to say whether Qin Dong believes in this or not, but this is business. In his opinion, these people are the senior brothers of the Boxer Rebellion before the Internet era.

But another group of Chinese youths have emerged from their personal desire for profit and started a new attempt.

This year, they set up many environmental protection organizations, and even ran in Kokoxili on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau to deal with criminal gangs poaching Tibetan antelope.

"Qingdaei-Tibet Plateau" is the most popular song this year. In that era of indifferent human feelings, it lit a fire in the hearts of young people - people cannot live just for themselves.
Chapter completed!