This German-French war has been going on for about half a year, and now it seems that it has reached the last moment.

"Qin Beer's recycling bottle is 50 cents per person. This is the last crazy thing!"

"I said, it depends on Chen Shifa. Peng Gaode was not a beer product at all!"

"Look, there are no more Qin beer on the market now. The bottle is 50 cents per recycling, and even the Volkswagen beer is gone..."

"I know that wholesalers all went to Rong Beer to deliver bottles, so naturally they were also sold Rong Beer, and Qin Beer distributors were not left."

As the owner of a grocery store, Changgui is the one who understands the market best. When he ends the discussion in the grocery store, he pointed his hand outside. Du Yuan was excited to come to the grocery store.

"Changgui, buy a bottle of soy sauce and make dumplings at noon." Du Yuan smiled and took out the money.

As old neighbors, everyone looked at the former deputy director of the police station with some "mercy".

"Well, beer, give me a box of Volkswagen." Du Yuan took out his trouser pocket.

"Du's place, without the public, there will be Rong Beer." Changgui smiled.

"There's no goods?" Du Yuan looked at everyone and found that everyone's eyes were wrong. "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like this?"

"It's been out of stock for many days." Changgui covered up.

Du Yuan felt a secret. His son-in-law was the general manager and vice chairman of the brewery. He naturally understood a little about beer.

Just after coming out of the grocery store, I happened to meet Lu Xuguang's father. "Old Du, it's been rumored outside that it's said that Qin Beer can't do it anymore and can't stand this autumn..."

Don’t look at the fun of making trouble now, be careful to bring the list after autumn?

Du Yuan's face darkened, "Lao Lu, you grew up with Dadong. You said, when will he not be able to pass by?"

Looking at Du Yuan's back, Lu Xuguang's father muttered, "It's not what I said, everyone said that, why do you spread your anger on me..."

...

The leaders of Rong Beer General Factory, Chen Shifa, Zhou Fenghe, Wu Geng and other company were all full of longing on their faces.

The German-French War is about to end, and the whole company is full of confidence.

"Lao Wu, Xinjun, can the battle be resolved in one week?" Chen Shifa's thin face was rarely filled with smiles.

"Yes." Wang Xinjun replied with a sigh.

"Last night, Qin Dong raised the recycling price of the bottle to 50 cents, and we mentioned it to 50 cents," Wu Geng smiled, "Look, he dares to mention 60 cents?"

"When he mentioned one piece, we mentioned one piece, and when he mentioned two pieces, we mentioned two pieces, Rong Beer is not short of money." Chen Shifa waved his hand, as if Qin Beer had a broken car and a rotten horse in front of him, and he could push it down with a wave of his hand.

"The recycling price of Rong Beer has been raised to 55 cents!"

This explosive news spread throughout the city immediately.

For beer bottle recycling, the highest price of Rong beer in previous years was 30 cents per day, which is 2 cents more expensive than in previous years.

"My day, what other beer do I sell? I'll stop doing this wholesaler," the dealer named Qiao rolled up his sleeves in his yard and picked up beer bottles himself. "From now on, I'll be a professional bottle collector."

Just like his idea, Rong Beer’s distributors, as well as Rong Beer and Qin Beer, all became professional bottle collectors.

Selling a bottle of beer here only costs less than 20 cents. Now they can earn more than 30 cents by an old bottle. They are not fools and have no intention of selling Rongya beer.

As if the tide was rising, the wine bottles in the city rushed towards Rong beer like sea water.

In fact, license plates from Yunhai, Changwei and other places appeared in front of the five Rongbee factories. Dealers in these areas were moved by the news. Wherever they could make money, they would be there.

"Mr. Shao, our warehouse is about to be full." Liu Hongbing called Shao Dawei. Shao Dawei was still a senior party official in Factory 2, and the warehouse of Factory 2 was almost full.

"Where are the bottles collected by Qin Beer? Why are they using new bottles all the time?"

The difference between new bottles and old bottles is obvious. Qin beer on Qinwan market uses new bottles.

"Don't think about it, just their shipment volume. The new bottles in stock have not been used up yet, and the old bottles are not available..." Wu Geng walked in and explained his answer to Shao Dawei.

"I always feel,..." Shao Dawei was still uneasy. He had followed Qin Dong to fight the Tianjin Battle. He still remembered how Qin Dong drove the Australians back to his hometown.

"You always think Qin Dong is a god," Wu Geng laughed, "There are no gods in this world..."

"There has never been any savior, nor does it rely on the gods and emperors! It depends entirely on ourselves to create human happiness!"

Listening to Wu Geng's singing, Shao Dawei wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

"We must regain the fruits of labor and let our thoughts break through the cage. Let the fire burn red and strike while the iron is hot to succeed!"

Shao Dawei got up and walked to the window. Oh, outside the factory gate, the dealer's car could be discharged for ten miles, and there was no end to see, and there was no end to see.

"How do I feel..." Liu Hongbing and Huang Bo came in from outside. Both of them were Qin Dong's direct descendants. Even Shao Dawei was also dug up from the Tianjin Brewery. There was no inconvenience between the three of them.

"You feel...I feel it too." Liu Hongbing said with a serious face.

Huang Bo smiled, "Then let's talk about it, I have also felt it recently..."

"I feel like Mr. Qin is going to take action."

The three of them said almost at the same time. After they said that, the three of them looked at each other and looked at each other, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"No, I have to look for Secretary Zhou to find Mr. Chen." Shao Dawei stood up in a hurry, "Mudan, Luo Ling and others have been with Mr. Qin for a longer time. They are now blinded by the sales data and the current market situation..."

"The most relaxed and dangerous time..." Liu Hongbing looked at Shao Dawei's hurried back, "I still have a feeling..."

"It feels better to let Qin Beer merge Rong Beer. Let's continue to follow General Qin..." Huang Bo said with a smile.

"Speak quietly," this time, it was Liu Hongbing's turn to be nervous, "Don't let someone hear it."

"What are you afraid of when you hear it? To be honest, Luo Ling, Mudan, Xu Guang, Xia Yu... Who doesn't think so in your heart?" Huang Bo said indifferently.

...

Seeing the long queues of vehicles in front of Rongbee, each car full of empty wine bottles, the "investigators" arranged by An Jiqing were squatting at the entrance of Rongbee factory, counting the number of shipments and bottles returned every day, and counting the inventory of Rongbee old bottles.

"Secretary An, the inventory of Rong Beer's old bottles is already full!"

"Mr. Ge, Rong Beer's old bottles are in stock!"

"Dr. Qin, Rong Beer's old bottle inventory is already full!"

...

The battle report came to Qin Dong's place, and Qin Dong's face was very calm. Suddenly, he stood up and pasted a trademark of Rong beer on the wall.

Ge Junjie has heard that as long as Qin Dong wins his opponent, he will paste his opponent's trademark on the wall.
Chapter completed!