In Yunhai Brewery, production in the factory continues, but an uneasy feeling floats in the office building.

"Director, the plane is 4:20 this afternoon." The director of the factory office put the ticket respectfully on the table. He looked at Wan Ziliang, but Wan Ziliang was dazed at the newspaper in his hand.

In the newspaper, Xiao Feng and her partner who toasted the mayor, held Rongya beer in their hands and smiled happily.

"What should I do, fire?" The director of the factory asked for instructions. Xiao Feng, who represented the factory in the daytime, gave the mayor wine, and went to Nanshan Park in the evening. What did you think of Yunhai Beer?

"For this, it's not worth it, it's all young people..." Wan Ziliang sighed, "Forget it, you go to Shanghai with me in the afternoon. Have you booked the return ticket? Order three."

"Three tickets?" The director of the factory office wondered, why did he have to book three air tickets when he came back?

The leader didn't say anything and he didn't ask. In the afternoon, the plane slowly landed at Shanghai Hongkou Airport. It was getting darker and they took a taxi and headed straight for Wujiang Road.

I don’t know when the Wujiang Road Food Street became prosperous. A chaotic road of only 200 meters is always full of fireworks and always echoes with hawking sounds.

Xiao Yang Shengjian, a small shop less than 10 square meters, is always crowded.

"Hou... Factory Director?"

In the midst of a crowd, the director of the factory office suddenly discovered Hou Yong, who had just left Yunhai Brewery two weeks ago. He subconsciously called out the title of "Director Hou".

Hou Yong smiled, shook hands with Wan Ziliang and greeted them, and then let them into the house, "Director Wan, the taste here is very good. You can order whatever you want, I'll treat you."

When I arrived in Shanghai, although it took only ten days to finish, the southern flavor of Hou Yong's Mandarin came out.

The white enamel plate reads five red words "Xiao Yang Shengjian Restaurant". Hou Yong didn't ask Wan Ziliang for too much. He picked up a fried bun, and the hot fried bun was bitten and a bag of juice, beef skewers, lamb skewers, palm treasures, chicken wings, rice cakes, etc., grab a lot of them!

The director of the factory office looked at Wan Ziliang. Wan Ziliang smiled kindly and picked up a mutton skewer, but was not in a hurry to fill it in his mouth.

"Xiao Hou, I can't explain clearly on the phone. Today, I'm officially apologizing to you." Wan Ziliang said solemnly. He poured himself a glass of beer, but Hou Yong raised his glass, "Director Wan, I also said on the phone that today I will only talk about friendship, not work."

He didn't talk, but Wan Ziliang wanted to talk. Otherwise, what's the point of flying from the sea of ​​clouds to Shanghai?

"Xiao Hou, I have figured out the whole story of the matter. Sun Kuirong is confused and has been used by others, but I want to say that the main responsibility for this matter is me, because I don't trust you, I am the most confused..."

Wan Ziliang took out the photos and agreements in his bag, and Hou Yong took them without wiping them.

"These photos are my door-to-door challenge to Qin Dong's hotel...the agreement is nothing, but this signature is really like me..."

It seemed as if everything had passed, and Hou Yong seemed to have no grudges, but no matter how Ren Wanziliang persuaded him, he just didn't go back.

"Xiao Hou, you went to Qindong's hotel to challenge. I know that you regarded him as your opponent. In fact, looking at more than 800 breweries in China, there are only a few people who can fight you..."

Wan Ziliang smiled and said, "Now the opponent is at the city, but you are still free and easy in Shanghai... After listening to me, you will be at your disposal after you go and stay there... Well, if it were me, I would have picked up the place I threw away in Qinwan."

"As for the mistake I made," Wan Ziliang lit a cigarette, and his calm smile just now turned into deep regret. "My Great Wall, I have destroyed it myself... Now, I want to rebuild my Great Wall..."

Suddenly, he held Hou Yong's hand, "I have already reported to the municipal bureau and hired you as the director of Yunhai Brewery. You are fully responsible for sales matters..."

Hou Yong was stunned. He also knew Wan Ziliang's past. This person was the most concerned about power.

"I am the secretary of the factory," Wan Ziliang took out a request, and the director of the factory office immediately said, "This is a copy, the original was sent to the Second Light Bureau this afternoon."

Hou Yong was quite moved, "Director Wan, why bother?"

"No, I said, I want to rebuild the Great Wall of Yunbing. Xiaohou, Yunhai and Yunbing provide you with a stage. Would you like to be a marshal on this stage again?"

Hou Yong smiled, thought about it again, but still shook his head.

Wan Ziliang's face was quite disappointed, but he followed his promise and said nothing more. Until this simple welcome banquet dispersed, he did not mention anything about Hou Yong returning to the factory.

When Hou Yong sent them to the hotel, Wan Ziliang still didn't say a word, but just as Hou Yong was about to leave, he bent his waist and bowed ninety degrees, and looked at the young man in front of him...

In the autumn wind in Shanghai, under the dim street lights, Hou Yong looked solemn...

The next day, the plane was about to take off, but Hou Yong has not yet appeared.

"Maintain, go." The director of the factory office advised, "He won't come."

Wan Ziliang sighed, and the two of them picked up their simple luggage bags and walked towards the boarding gate. Oh, Wan Ziliang suddenly stopped. In front, Hou Yong put his hands in his pockets and was smiling at the two of them...

"Director Wan, you set up the stage. I want to sing this drama, but I still want to be my deputy director. Didn't you say that, the sea of ​​clouds, heroes, and wind and clouds, I want to be here. Let's discuss with Qin Dong well. Who is the hero in the world?"

...

The plane took off slowly.

The director of the factory office looked at the two people sitting side by side in the front row. Hou Yong is a hero in the domestic beer industry, but Wan Ziliang is also a hero.

Hou Yong is Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, and Wan Ziliang is Liu Bei. People know how to use people and understand people's hearts!

"It is a big deal to make advertisements in newspapers for three days, and it is also a big deal to find beer in Nanshan Park," Hou Yong analyzed. "Using flyers as coupons can also save a lot of money and give benefits to the people..."

"This move is tied to one move, one by one, one by one. I have inquired about this Wu Geng. He is the deputy director of Rong Beer..." At this time, Wan Ziliang likes to listen to anything Hou Yong said.

Hou Yong smiled, "Wu Geng? I know that if this person is really doing this, I will know him. But, to be honest, the person who can come up with these tricks is really a genius in the domestic marketing industry!"

Hou Yong took the drink handed over by the flight attendant, "Director Wan, there are many fools in this world and few geniuses. Do you think that a Rong Beer Factory will have two geniuses?"

"Oh, what you mean," Wan Ziliang suddenly realized, "Qin Dong..."

"Why do I feel that these tricks are like Qin Dong's handwriting?" Hou Yong smiled, "If I guess correctly, it is Qin Dong. Only geniuses can come up with these tricks of genius."

"If it were Qin Dong, while he used coupons to give benefits to the people, in the next step, he would bind the dealer and give benefits to the dealer..." Hou Yong thought.

"I heard that these people have been trained in Zhengzhou. These are a group of wolves. Fighting alone is a good match, and fighting in groups is not a loss..." Wan Ziliang has also found out about the situation of Rong Beer Sales Department in the past few days. These people have lived in Zhengzhou for more than three months this year. They have gained something against the promotional war in Zhengzhou.
Chapter completed!