Looking at the dealerships of hundreds, Sun Da’s eyes suddenly burst out with a sentence, “His grandma, just one sentence, don’t bother me again in the future!”

What does it mean?

Many dealers couldn't help but look at each other, not understanding what Sun's big eyes meant.

"Yes, don't bother me anymore," the dealer surnamed Qiao shouted. He was intimate with Sun Dazhuzi, "Let Rong Beer go as far as you can."

"Stop annoying me anymore, I won't serve you anymore."

"Don't let me see Rong Beer again. In the future, Rong Beer will be Rong Beer, and I, Old Liu, Old Liu..."

"Get out, if I had known this, I would rather just sell Qin beer..."

...

The speed of turning against each other seems to be faster than flipping books. Hundreds of dealers are excited. They seem to have forgotten how they started their business with Rongbe.

However, at this time they need some swear words to vent themselves. Of course, more rational dealers should consider what to do if they have tens of thousands of bottles in their hands?

"Mr. Sun, what should we do?"

"Look for Qin Beer, find Qin Dong." Sun Da's eyes immediately pointed out a clear path for everyone, and it was just right.

"Well, Qin Dianzi..."

The expressions of many dealers changed. The former general manager of Rong Beer and the current vice chairman of Qin Beer, this is a god-like existence in the beer world.

"Qin Dong has a solution?" The dealer surnamed Qiao defected from Qin Beer, and hesitated.

"There are people who do things, and Mr. Qin has always been rules," Sun Dayanzi, the "insider" who penetrated the dealer, immediately said, "They stipulate that they can get back the bottles of beer. There are no bottles in the factory now..."

"I saw it. Qin Beer uses new bottles in Qinwan. Where did the old bottles go?" A dealer asked immediately.

"Isn't Qinwan a base? Of course, I have to use new bottles, and the old bottles are sold to other places." Sun Da's eyes appeared vividly, like a living god.

"Then the bottle in our hands..."

"Look for Qin Beer, find Qin Dong!" Sun Da's eyes said again, "Let's go, say a thousand words and ten thousand, and you have to do something really. Let's go to Qin Beer and see what's going on, and everyone will decide."

...

Qin Beer, Qin Dong has been waiting for a long time.

"I know, everyone has a bottle in their hands, we Qin Beer wants it!"

oh……

oh……

There was no applause or cheer, and there were only a few hundred dealers gasping and wide eyes.

"Dr. Qin, this is true. We heard it correctly?" a dealer asked timidly.

"Rong Beer bought too many bottles a while ago and couldn't use them all. Now only Qin Beer can ask for your bottles." Ge Junjie stood up. The weather in late autumn was high and cool, and it was so comfortable.

Wu—

A sudden cheer broke out in the Qin Beer Company yard, which scared He Yongsheng upstairs. Although he was closely observing these people since they entered the yard.

"We're following Dingqin Beer!"

"We'll follow General Ding Qin!"

"From the future, I will sell Qin beer and I will be my grandson..."

...

Sun Tzu, no, Sun Big Eyes looked at the scene in front of him with a smile, and his belly became even more round. He glanced at Qin Dong. The young vice chairman was bathed in the dazzling sunshine, and his body was filled with a mysterious halo.

"The German-French War seems to be over today..."

It was really over. Rong Beer broke the contract and stopped recycling old bottles, which resulted in a large number of old bottles being unable to be cashed in by dealers, resulting in huge losses, and they cut off cooperation with Rong Beer.

For a time, wholesalers of Rongya Beer "rebelled" one after another and began to boycott the sales of Laoshan Beer.

After the bottle-collection battle in the past few months, Rong Beer spent a lot of money and was greatly damaged!

Let’s play Rong Beer together! Rong Beer now has to face Qin Beer and all dealers!

Qin Beer reappeared on the market! With an unstoppable momentum, it quickly captured the Qinwan market two days later and appeared in every corner of Qinwan.

At this point, the German-French war is coming to an end...

...

The troops were divided into eight hundred miles, and the sounds of fifty strings were turned over and outside the border, and the soldiers were fired on the battlefield.

The sun was just right, and I looked at Qinwan Beer in a store, the new Secretary Zhang of the Municipal Party Committee who was conducting on-site investigation, He Yongsheng, Peng Gaode and others were all relaxed.

This is the first battle of Qinwan Beer!

In less than a year, the battle to acquire wine bottles was the last "straw" that forced Rongya Beer to death. Rongya Beer has since been sluggish and declined.

Rongya Beer’s market share has been reduced to less than 10%, and it has entered a state of stubborn resistance!

"Xiao Qin, you are the commander-in-chief of this battle," Secretary Zhang smiled and called out, "You talk, let me tell you."

Qin Dong smiled, "We wanted to choose the wine bottle war because after the merger, we could not destroy Rong Beer and rebuild it. Then this is Qin Beer's loss and the city's loss..."

"But the funds from Rongbe's acquisition of the bottle were bet on the bottle, and there was no loss. The dealers all came to our side, and Rongbe still had no loss... The factory equipment and brand were complete..."

"Collection of bottles?" Secretary Zhang was obviously more interested in collecting bottles. Who knew that the number one beer in China would be defeated by beer bottles that cost a few cents a day.

"Secretary Zhang, I summarize the whole process. It's like we brought a ladder to Rongya Beer, induced it to climb up, and then suddenly removed the ladder and let it die..."

Qin Dong said it lightly, but it was very vivid, "We call it the ladder-pulling theory."

What a ladder to draw!

He Yongsheng also understood that Qin Dong boiled frogs in warm water, raised the price three times, and raised the price of the wine bottle to 50 cents. Rong Beer finally set it at 50 cents.

However, Qin Beer suddenly lowered its price. Once Rong Beer was reduced, the dealers could not resist it. So, they all came to Qin Beer.

Without a dealer, no matter how strong Luo Ling and others are, it will be useless!

In October of the golden autumn, Qin Beer sold 40,000 tons in the Qinwan market, a 4-fold increase compared with 1996, and significantly improved sales indicators such as distribution rate and shareholding rate.

At the end of 1997, Qinwan Beer had already spread all over the Qinwan market, and Qinwan Beer completely occupied the Qinwan market!

...

In late autumn, Du Yuan's old stomach disease seemed to have suffered again. After practicing Tai Chi, he felt a little uncomfortable.

However, people in the park were talking about the ending German-French war.

Behind the "German-French War" is the battle between two large beer companies, which can be said to be a direct face-to-face competition between wits and courage, channels, prices, promotions, advertising, etc.

The last two companies stirred up the scrap recycling market in recycling and storing old beer bottles.

"Think about it, the recycling price of a beer bottle is almost 50 cents, but think about it, a bottle of Rong beer costs only more than one yuan." An old man sighed.

"What I compete for is the enterprise, and what we benefit from is our citizens. Alas, why did I hear that Qin Beer is going to be a Pengrong Beer?" An old man who was practicing in the morning smiled relaxedly while slamming his back against the pine tree.
Chapter completed!