Yang Jianting took it and put it in the bowl. Another male classmate with light mountain immediately picked it up with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, "Well, it tastes delicious, Wang Hefeng, I want to eat it too." He looked at Wang Hefeng with salivation and glared at him with round eyes.

"Go, I have to eat it myself." Wang Hefeng continued to peel the shrimps, and another shrimp was put into Yang Jianting's bowl.

"Wang Hefeng, I'll peel it myself, you eat it quickly." Yang Jianting looked at the beautiful Wang Hefeng and stopped him with a smile.

"Don't be ungrateful. I'm happy if someone peels shrimps. Wang Hefeng peels one for me?" someone shouted.

"Eat all," Yang Jianting was not artificial. He got up and served a bowl of soup for Wang Hefeng, and Wang Hefeng laughed.

"Xiao Yang, what exactly do the advertising section chief do?" Wang Zhihui saw that Wang Hefeng felt a burning feeling, but Wang Hefeng tried hard to avoid his gaze. In desperation, he started drinking beer with Yang Jianting again.

"Xiao Yang is responsible for all advertisements in the Beijing Division." Yang Jianting did not say anything, and Meng Guangsong answered for him.

All advertisements, including advertisements in TV stations and newspapers, require a lot of money!

"Beijing market, Mr. Qin said that he would also be on TV commercials later. I'm afraid there will be tens of millions a year." Meng Guangsong glanced at Yang Jianting, tens of millions, and the young man didn't even blink his eyelids.

Wang Zhihui endured the bitterness in her heart. He was a graduate student. The dozens of college students have the highest education and the oldest. Now, in just over a month, Yang Jianting has become the section chief. Qin Dong appointed him directly, and everyone looked up to him, "Come on, Xiao Yang, I will give you a cup alone."

"Old Wang, I'll to you." Yang Jianting stretched out the cup and touched it hard. The cup in Wang Zhihui's hand almost fell on the table, and the beer also spilled out of the cup, causing the people on the table to burst into laughter again.

"Oh, Xiao Yang, you're promoted, don't have to run to the streets, but what about us..." After a few bottles of beer from Rong Beer, the male classmate Shan Qing had a lot of them, and he spoke even more straightforwardly without any concealment!

Yes, although complaining is complaining, it hits everyone's heart.

This is the most realistic and direct problem that everyone is in front of, and no one can avoid it. Some people take up leadership positions, while others have to start from the grassroots level. If they become section chiefs, it will probably take a few years to do so.

Wang Zhihui looked at Wang Hefeng who had been staring at Yang Jianting, took a sip of beer depressedly, and said in a daze, "Xiao Yang, look, can we stand it?"

Meng Guangsong just lit a cigarette and looked at him in surprise. He understood that this child was talking about the battle between Rong Beer and Beike, and it was also the battle between Chinese Beer and Foreign Beer.

"Old Wang, don't forget that this is on China's territory," Yang Jianting answered without any ambiguity. "I believe in our Chinese beer, and I also believe in my senior brother." Senior brother, naturally refers to Qin Dong.

"Old Wang, you, don't you want to be a traitor, do you?" After drinking more than one bottle, the college student Shan Qing joked with Wang Zhihui.

"You are the traitor," Wang Zhihui was immediately furious, "Why do you say I am a traitor?"

...

Shell Beer has also launched its own guide, and has road planning, tourist attractions, and hotel recommendations. Soon, the old beer empire regained the upper hand.

"Mr. Qin, please transfer Sister Mudan," Luo Ling returned to work after taking off her maternity leave. "A group of experts from each district are transferred to Beijing..." This battle is becoming increasingly difficult. This is not the idea of ​​Rong Beer family. All Chinese beer is unable to meet the giant shell.

"Forget it, the price is more expensive than the essence. So many people come here, eating, drinking, defecation and urination are all money. Besides, Shanghai is all joint venture beer except our Rong Beer. Sister Mudan is also under great pressure... It's not the end yet..." Qin Dong looked at the Romance of the Three Kingdoms in his hand, and seemed not anxious about the situation in front of him.

"When is the last time?" Luo Ling was anxious. The market she had finally built was eaten up step by step by step by step by shell, but they couldn't think of any other way.

"In the end, we were facing an impossible task, a hundred times stronger than ours," Qin Dong put down the book in his hand. "Now, it's not the last time yet, I still say the same thing. They live in salty sea water by nature, and our planned economy is equivalent to fresh water,..."

Luo Ling turned her head and didn't know when Fujino Kiyoshi came in. According to Rongbee's management, it was time for beer wars from all sides, and the gatekeeper system was even stricter. Fujino Kiyoshi came in silently. It seemed that he had an appointment with Qin Dong first.

"Mr. Fujino." Luo Ling smiled and poured tea for Fujino Kiyoshi.

"Miss Luo, I dare not take it, I dare not take it." Kiyoshi Fujino acted very gentlemanly.

"We Rong Beer, we originally lived under the planned economy. We used to drink fresh water. Now we have already gone into the sea. Therefore, we can drink the sea water that is poured from the sea when the sea water rises. When the floods in the upper reaches, we can also drink fresh water with yellow mud soup. But you can't, you will choke to death when you come in." Qin Dong said as he looked at Kiyoshi Fujino, "Brother, just say something."

Kiyoshi Fujino didn't know if Qin Dong's words were specifically said for him. Seeing Luo Ling smiling at him, Kiyoshi Fujino coughed.

"Tell me, Luo Ling has been following me since 1987. She knows everything about Rongbei, I don't know." Qin Dong smiled, picked up the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and slowly looked through it.

"Qin Dongjun, I am now officially asking you and Rongya Beer. I hope our two beers can cooperate." Fujino Kiyoshi stood up with a serious expression, just a short time to bow.

"Are you here to seek a joint venture?" Qin Dong smiled, "I thought you wanted to eat some Chinese food, so I came to me to reminisce about the past."

"As far as I know," Fujino Kiyoshi did not sit down, "You are not in the mood to eat now. I know that you have merged Haicheng and the funds are not abundant, and we Chaohui Beer have funds. You know the market. I think that we Chaohui and Rong Beer can unite so that we can compete with Shell Beer and win the Beijing market in one go."

"What if I don't agree?" Qin Dong also stood up, still holding the book in his hand.

"I think you can't compete with the shell," Fujino Kiyoshi said with regret, "Beijing is your Waterloo."

"Oh, you compared me to Napoleon?" Qin Dong handed the book in his hand to Kiyoshi Fujino, "In my eyes, Strauss of the Shell,... it is really not enough for me to take out all the belongings of Rong Beer. Fujino Jun, do you have any research on the Three Kingdoms?"

"I like this book very much. Our president must read it every day, and it is highly praised by the Japanese business community." Kiyoshi Fujino looked at the Romance of the Three Kingdoms in his hand, and he also folded the pages inside. He opened it, OK, the 30th chapter - the first defeat in the battle of Guandu Ben, and robbed Mengde of Wuchao to burn grain.

"Okay, Old Shi, in my eyes, Mr. Shi is just Yuan Shao." Qin Dong smiled, "I know that Shao is a man with great ambitions and small wisdom, fierce and weak temperament, afraid of restraint and few powerful people, many soldiers but unclear divisions, arrogant generals but different orders, although the land is wide and the food is abundant, it is enough to serve me."

Kiyoshi Fujino's Chinese is good, and he also reads the Romance of the Three Kingdoms well. Qin Dong means that in the future, will the shell be used as a wedding dress for Rong Beer?

"Qin Dongjun, you underestimate the enemy too much..." Fujino Kiyoshi advised in a friend's tone.

"Look at this paragraph," Qin Dong didn't argue, and smiled and opened the book for Fujino, "...Receive the order and make the doubts of advancing and retreating.

I was foolish that Yuan Shao gathered all the people at Guandu, and wanted to decide the victory and defeat with Ming Gong. Even the weak should be the strongest. If he could not control it, he would take advantage of it: this is the great opportunity of the world.

Although Shao's army is numerous, it cannot be used; if you use the gods and martial arts, how can you not help?

Although the army is very few today, it is not as good as Chu. The Han Dynasty is in Xingyang and Chenggao.

Now the Duke draws the ground and guards it, and he will not advance if he tries to advance. If the situation is exhausted, there will be changes. When this is strange, it will never be lost. Only the Ming Duke will observe it..."
Chapter completed!