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Chapter 129 It's Not That Simple

The people in Haibei are very brave. The young workers at Shicheng Beer have long been full of anger towards the rich man and the two foreign breweries, Yanshan. They are very dissatisfied with the retreat of their factory directors and think this is a typical "surrender faction".

At first, they only formed a team of three or three taels, "guerrilla" the sales of Yanshan and the rich, beat the other side to the death, and then took advantage of the familiar terrain to escape quickly.

Later, Zeng Liwei, the son of factory director Zeng Zhaowu, joined in. He did not call, but just knocked down the sales of more than a dozen rich breweries to the ground. He immediately responded, and he became the mind of the "rebels" in the factory, and what he wanted to create was his own father's rebellion.

Strangely, Zeng Zhaowu turned a blind eye to Zeng Liwei, which made the young workers at Lion City Brewery even more excited. They even set up a "factory protection team" and elected Zeng Liwei as the captain.

These days, they saw the rich man and Yanshan Beer people going up to dry the rack. Can the beer beer be sold, and can't beat you?

"Stop it, stop it, stop chasing me." Zeng Liwei shouted, "This is not the Yanshan Beer person..."

Can he not recognize this big head, that's so easy to recognize!

"You mean, the people from Rong Beer give Yanshan Beer?" When Zeng Liwei returned to the factory and found his father, Zeng Zhaowu silently lit a cigarette, and the smoke spread out, making people unable to see his eyes clearly.

"I read that right, I've tried it with him, it's the big head. They said that all beer this month will be free..." Zeng Liwei didn't know how to describe this big head, and there were two exposed front teeth and two big eyes like copper bells.

"Well, I understand." Zeng Zhaowu reminded again, "Tell you that group of people, keep this matter secret, don't go out to publicize it,... don't ruin my big affairs."

event?

Zeng Liwei looked at his son. He was so bloody when he was young. He dared to raise the iron lion next to the canal. Of course, he didn't lift it up, but he didn't even fold his waist.

Now that others have been hit by the house, he still says that he should not ruin his big business. What big thing can happen?

If it weren't for my own son, he would really dare to point at the other party's nose and curse four words - shrink your head...

...

The people of Lion City Beer were kept under custody, and soon Zhong Guoxing and Chu Zheng discovered the problem.

"Our wine will be given for free?" Zhong Guoxing looked at his deputy manager, and the deputy manager quickly waved his hand, "No, I don't know about this."

Zhong Guoxing spoke in the factory and even commanded the Lion City Battle himself. How could the deputy manager dare to take the blame for the world and command it himself?

"There is fake wine." Zhong Guoxing quickly made his own judgment. Under his thick eyebrows, the triangular eyes with drooping eyelids finally opened.

"Fake wine?" The people present seemed surprised, not surprising. At this time, the whole country was fighting against counterfeiting, and the quality tour was even more popular. Moreover, the wealthy tree attracted the wind, and it seemed that others could imitate the wealthy.

"Forgery of our beer means that our beer has popularity, reputation and credibility," Zhong Guoxing continued. "While we are happy, we must also fight counterfeiting. Fakes are fakes and they will never become real..."

He said that the director of the research office behind him would write down his words in a small notebook, and these words would become slogans or slogans in the factory in the future.

"There are a few flies hitting the wall in the small world. They buzzed, shrill, and sobbed a few times. Ants were exaggerating the country by locusts, and how easy it is to shake trees..." Zhong Guoxing was very excited. Everything went smoothly in the battle of Lion City in front of him, which made him feel happy. "These fake breweries are flies, so let's do it, Manager Liu, pay attention to this matter..." He gave the task to the deputy manager just now, "Fake goods must trace the roots. I only have four words to ask - to cut the weeds and remove them, otherwise, the wildfire will not burn them all, and the spring breeze will grow again."

"Well, we found that there are fake Yanshan beer on the market." The deputy manager glanced at the small notebook in his hand and remembered the director of the research office in Zhenghuan's factory.

"Chu Zheng must know, too." Zhong Guoxing smiled, "It just so happened that he pretended to slap these flies to death... Well, you guys say, could this be Chu Zheng's bitter plan?"

"You mean, Yanshan Beer is playing with us," the director of the research office couldn't help but interrupt, "using fake beer to destroy our market."

The tastes of real beer and fake beer are definitely different.

"It may also be Lion City,..." Zhong Guoxing's triangular eyes narrowed again, "Or...Rong Beer?"

...

Not to mention Zhong Guoxing's speculation, Chu Zheng attached great importance to these flies. He immediately gathered several cadres from Yanshan Beer in the Lion City.

"I always feel that this is not that simple." Chu Zheng helped the gold silk glasses, "There are fake wines on the market, but suddenly so many fake wines pop up..."

"We are developing the market in Lion City. Now the people of Lion City also welcome our beer," a deputy manager laughed. "If you pretend to be our beer, you can have no worries about sales, which means that our beer is very popular..."

After he said this, there was a sudden burst of laughter in the room, but Chu Zheng was still serious, and the laughter suddenly disappeared in this seriousness.

"In addition to our Yan Beer fake wine, there are also the fake wines of the rich." Chu Zheng said slowly, "I think this is not a simple fake wine incident. If you can't do it well, it has a lot to do with our Shushishishi City..."

"This wine won't kill people, right?" Someone immediately thought. If that's the case, Yanshan will really have a big deal.

"We have to be careful about this, pay close attention," Chu Zheng immediately ordered. His voice was not loud and he never lost his temper. However, no one in the entire factory, from the factory leaders in his forties or fifties to Xiaoqing workers, dared to violate his decision. "But so far, there is no report on this. Do you think this is done by the people from Lion City Beer?"

"No," someone immediately denied, "The people of Lion City are fierce and they are used to using fists."

Chu Zheng nodded, "It seems reasonable to be a rich man. Well, of course we can't underestimate Lion City. Zeng Zhaowu has been in contact with him several times and has a deep mind..."

Everyone nodded, "Also, we can't rule out another person, Qin Dong, this person, I heard, is very skillful, no, too skillful!" Chu Zheng finally added, with a serious face and a focused expression, imagining the young man he had never met.

This night, not only the people who were lucky beer didn’t sleep, the people who were rich didn’t sleep, the people who were Yanshan beer didn’t sleep, and the people who were Lion City beer didn’t sleep.

During this chilly spring season, Qin Dong used a thousand boxes of fake beer to stir up the three parties.

The rich man was even more hostile to Yanshan, and Yanshan was also worried about the rich man and was always prepared. As for the joint venture with Zeng Zhaowu, Chu Zheng had already issued an order - this matter will be temporarily put on hold!

However, their attention was focused on guessing who was behind the scenes, and they didn't notice another point.

When the sales of Yanshan beer were patrolling the streets with the newly developed dealers in the early morning, the store owner turned them out in the Lion City dialect.

"Didn't your beer cost money the night before? Didn't you say you don't have money this month? Didn't you say you'll have a free period for a month? Why do you want money again today? Or is it a bottle, a dollar, a dime?"

After asking in a row of guns, the two were stunned. The shop owner spread his hands and said, "If you want money, we don't want your beer!"
Chapter completed!
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