Ha ha--

The crowd burst into laughter. The battle was so exciting. The defeat brought by Zhao Gang and the sultry heat brought by the weather were wiped out!

"Sister Mudan, this move is so high," Zhong Xiaoyong smiled and gave a thumbs up. The older the child is, the more versatile he is, but no one hates him. This is his ability. "I think Director Aman is still making a fussy now."

"Allah is going to issue a quarrel," Lu Xuguang shouted loudly, but the Northeast dialect roared out of Shanghai dialect, and it would have the smell of corn stubble.

"It's still Mr. Qin's goodness. He tear us a hole from foreign companies," Zhao Mudan did not forget to "praise" Qin Dong, "Without saying anything, we respect Mr. Qin for a cup."

"We will fight wherever Mr. Qin means."

Everyone smiled and raised their wine glasses. There were loud clinking sounds in this restaurant, which was not big or small.

Today, the salesmen of Rong Beer have dinner, and everyone has no longer the pressure of Qin Dong when they first came. Although the advertisements of Shanghai Beer are overwhelming, they cannot stand the demonstrations of foreigners and the waiters poaching. Rong Beer's sales situation is very good.

"Open beer, open beer!"

Without the waiter, these salesmen picked up their own beer, some used chopsticks to open the bottle cap, some used the corners of the table to remove the bottle cap, some used their teeth to bite off the bottle cap... Seeing the bottle caps flying all over the room, the waiters in the restaurant were all happy one by one.

Put the bottle cap into your pocket, and the service becomes even more enthusiastic.

Everyone drank very happily, and Qin Dong also looked at everyone with satisfaction, Zhao Mudan, Wang Xinjun, Nie Xinming... Now all of them can stand on their own.

In short, Tao Aman didn’t even have a decent sales team, let alone a general like Zhao Mudan. During the Three Kingdoms, Liu Bei had five generals, and Cao Cao also had a general like Xing Ruyun.

He picked up the cup, and everyone immediately calmed down. Qin Dong smiled and said, "Everyone work harder and strive to win the Shanghai market in two weeks, and we will go home!"

"go home!"

"go home!"

Everyone shouted in unison, and bottles of beer flowed into their stomachs like tap water, which made the restaurant owner stunned, "This is how people in the mountains and seas drink?!"

"Come on, let's give me some to Sister Mudan!" Qin Dong felt that the cup was not satisfied. He picked up the bottle in his hand. Now in the high-end market in Shanghai, Rong Beer is dominant. Mid- and low-end restaurants and shops are fighting fiercely with local beer such as Shanghai Beer. However, the middle- and low-end are the main battlefield. On this battlefield, with Zhao Mudan, it can be seen that Shanghai Beer is retreating step by step, and Rong Ya Beer is winning step by step.

Zhao Mudan was also not vague, and picked up the wine bottle and drank it all.

This made the boss stunned. Can all the women in Shanhai drink so much?

"Boss, how many bottles can you drink?" Nie Xinming came back conveniently and handed a cigarette to the boss.

"Two bottles, two bottles won't work. If I could drink three bottles, it would be enough for me to go out and blow for several days." The boss was honest.

But Qin Dongdao said, "Everyone wants to go home, so we will open up a new battlefield," he waved his hand, "I named this operation Normandy Landing."

To open up a new battlefield is to enter a new market segment. The market segmentation not only refers to the region, but also a specific group of people. For example, in Shanghai, foreign employees are a market, and mid- and low-end hotels are also a market.

"Normandy?" Wang Xinjun immediately said, "I know that during World War II, the United States and British troops landed in a place called Normandy in France."

Everyone's cultural level is generally not high. Among this group of sales, there are very few people with high school education. Qin Dong gave Wang Xinjun a thumbs up, "Yes, continue."

"After landing, I started to fight from France to the Germans' hometown, and then the Germans couldn't bear it anymore," Wang Xinjun rolled up the dry tobacco again, "Mr. Qin, right?"

"It's totally correct." Qin Dong raised his glass, and Wang Xinjun also raised his glass. Both of them drank the beer in the glass, "Okay, the next question, where is Normandy?"

"France." A waiter replied immediately.

Everyone laughed loudly, and Qin Dong also laughed, "Girl, you are so talented, you will answer quickly. I'm talking about Normandy in China, no, Normandy in Shanghai."

"Kinshanwei, I know," this time even the boss participated, "The Japanese landed in Jinshanwei back then."

"Where is this," Nie Xinming took out a cigarette and handed it to the boss, "We Mr. Qin are talking about Normandy in the market. We want to land in Normandy and defeat Shanghai Beer."

"Yes, but where is Normandy?" Meng Guangsong asked with a smile, "I won't be at the door of Shanghai Beer's house, right?"

Everyone burst into laughter again. Zhao Mudan picked up the pager and hurried to Qin Dong, "Mr. Qin, our small bottle of beer has arrived."

"Okay." Qin Dong laughed, "Brothers and sisters, the grenades have arrived, so I'm waiting to greet Tao Aman on his head," he looked at everyone, "I announce that I can't bear to find the position of deputy manager of Normandy and Shanghai Division."

Oh, the eyes of all salesmen were lit up. Shanghai, the deputy district manager of this big city, means that they will be stationed in Shanghai in the future.

Everyone talked about it, from the wine table to the hotel, from the hotel to the bed.

"Xiaoshu, my eyes hurt," influenced by Qin Dong, Zhong Xiaoyong and Ma Xiaojun and other naughty children also learned to look at the map, "Hey, Xiaojun, what do you think is Normandy?"

"You just want to be the deputy manager of this division?" Ma Xiaojun was already lying down on the bed. He threw a cigarette for Du Xiaoshu, but Zhong Xiaoyong did not smoke. "Look, whatever Brother Dong said, it's all. Brother Dong said that Normandy is everywhere, so we should not waste brain cells."

He had a passionate fight with Yang Zhaojun from the Rail Huitong Paging Hall. Taking advantage of his work, Yang Zhaojun could call him eighty times a day, but Ma Xiaojun was happy.

Du Xiaoshu glanced at Zhong Xiaoyong. This time he didn't make Zhong Xiaoyong's jokes. Everyone came from Zhongjiawa's peeing and mud. "Xiaoyong, do you really want to be this deputy manager?"

"I want to stay in Shanghai and learn something." Zhong Xiaoyong admitted indirectly, "But where is the Normandy that Brother Dong mentioned?"

Du Xiaoshu smiled, "Tomorrow, tomorrow night, I will take you to see Normandy."

"Do you know?" Zhong Xiaoyong came over immediately, and Ma Xiaojun and other naughty children sat up on the bed.

Du Xiaoshu was very proud, "Of course I know that my brother-in-law's thoughts are nothing I can't guess."

"Then tell me, where is it?" Zhong Xiaoyong couldn't wait. Seeing that Du Xiaoshu was still entrusting himself, he immediately took out ten dollars and ordered a naughty child, "Go out and buy two packs of ham sausages and a few bottles of soda."

"Get the map." Du Xiaoshu sat down on the bed in a pretense. If there were glasses on his nose, he would dare to pretend to be a college student. Looking at the map, his brow frowned, "Well, here, you see, here."

His fingers were heavily located on the map.
Chapter completed!