"Great! As expected, the brands of Givenchy and Chanel are more powerful. They are just a radio car that attracts so many people. This is the Chinese person who is about to cry, haha!"

Wright, a dealer in the 93rd province, danced happily. He also followed Bona to prepare very early today and was very active.

But there is no way to do this. As a distributor in the 93rd province, Wright couldn't sit still when he learned that Zhou Ming was planning a pyramid scheme model. After all, Wright was an old businessman. Perhaps his knowledge was not as good as Bona, but he knew very well that once Zhou Ming succeeded, once all customers started buying goods in their own hands, he, the dealer, would lose his value.

This made Wright feel extremely panicked, especially when he saw Zhou Ming using a luxury car and more than a thousand francs, he set Mori as an example, which moved everyone else. He was so excited that he even felt his heart stop beating. It was precisely because of this that Wright helped Bona at all costs. After all, it was his life-and-death battle.

Now that Wright saw that the people who had just regarded Zhou Ming as God abandoned their faith and turned to this side, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Bona's face had a smile on his face, and he told Wright: "This is the power of real brands. It is a concept deeply rooted in the depths of people's souls through a long period of accumulation. It is like we have to eat when we are hungry and drink water when we are thirsty. Of course, these brands are the first choice for clothes. It is a very natural behavior and it is by no means able to change it."

"I admit that the Chinese man's pyramid schemes are very clever, but that doesn't change anything. Now that we have established the victory here!"

Bona said proudly, like a top student who was confident that he could take 100 exams. However, the relaxed smile on his face became stiff, and suddenly became frightened and unable to understand. He even shouted with a distorted expression: "Damn what's going on?"

Next to Bona, Wright also had a demented expression on his face.

Just in front of the radio car not far away, those who were rushing over excitedly asked, "So these clothes are from Givenchy and Chanel? So how much can you give us if we sell them for you?"

This problem obviously caught the staff here off guard: "We sell clothes here, how could we give you money? If you want to buy it, you can go to our designated store. Now all the stores are selling activities, and all the clothes will be sold at discounts. Any piece of clothing that usually costs thousands of francs may only cost four hundred francs now. I think you must be very moved!"

The staff were very excited to explain, but the people here were not interested at all: "I'm sorry we are not interested. Besides, four hundred francs are already our monthly income, so we won't put all the income of a month on one piece of clothing."

"Hey! This is Givenchy and Chanel's brand clothes, which are different from those street stalls, especially the fashions over there plagiarize our creativity. We will sue them at any time, so you shouldn't leave!"

The staff here were trying their best to keep them, but everyone obviously did not intend to give face. After understanding the situation here, they threw away the flyers in their hands and walked back to Zhou Ming.

"Why? What are they doing? What did these bastards do? They actually gave up their brand and switched to the Chinese because of that little reward?"

Bona screamed in the car, and he was very angry, while Wright next to him was completely confused. He just thought that he was sure to win with Bona, but in an instant, both of them were slapped in the face, and the whole situation was completely reversed.

Wright also wanted to ask why. If Zhou Ming did or said something over there, he could still accept it, but they all noticed that the Chinese did nothing, which means that these people chose to go back to Zhou Ming's side. Why is this?

"Do you want to know why? Actually, the reason is very simple. I am really on their side."

Zhou Ming explained to the hip-hop girl who was also incomprehensible: "Indeed, I admit that the brands of Louis Group and Chanel are very successful, and they can even be said to be integrated into everyone's flesh and blood, but what can this happen? After all, clothes are not irreplaceable. Simply put, I wear Chanel and Benuko, there is no difference."

Zhou Ming then emphasized: "But please note that Chanel's brand fashion brands are much higher than mine in terms of price, several times or even ten times. A piece of clothing is equivalent to their monthly income, which they can't accept. Perhaps it didn't matter when the income was high and the credit card was just rising, but now with the slowdown and their income decreased, then money is the first priority for them now."

"I know it's vulgar, but it's undeniable that the truth is, let alone I will pay them. They are not noble thinkers, but just a group of ordinary people who are struggling to survive. In their eyes, there is no brand or plagiarism. They only know who can bring benefits to them, and they will support whom." Zhou Ming said.

"After all, it's just greed!" The hip-hop girl wanted to say something stubbornly in the end, but she only dared to say this because she saw Zhou Ming's stern eyes.

"Have you heard a story about why not eat meat? It tells the story of a famine somewhere. The minister reported to the king, but the king asked in confusion why the people there didn't drink meat porridge? Don't you think your words are as stupid as this king?"

Zhou Ming said to the hip-hop girl seriously: "It's right that you say they are greed, but if you put you in their position, I can guarantee you that you will never be better than them."

The hip-hop girl lowered her head in shame. Obviously, she was smart and understood that she had said too much just now. Zhou Ming comforted her and said, "You don't have to blame yourself too much. After all, you have a good background, which is a fact that cannot be changed, so it is normal for you to have cognitive differences."

After hearing Zhou Ming's words, the hip-hop girl took off her hat and put it on Zhou Ming's hand and said, "Mr. Zhou Ming, I want to be your dealer. I know that I did this before just to provoke you, but from now on I can guarantee that I am sincere!"

Zhou Ming was stunned for a moment. He never expected that this girl would say this. However, Zhou Ming then smiled and said to her: "Of course, I think I have said it before. No matter what the reason is, will you sell these clothes or wear them yourself? As long as you buy these clothes from me and be my customers, you are qualified to be my dealer. I don't care about anything else."

With Zhou Ming's approval, the hip-hop girl who took off her hat jumped happily over and dealt with those people with Morrie, and the people who came back were talking loudly.

"Sir, we just went there to take a look. We did not betray you. We just wanted to understand the situation there. When we knew that the price there was very expensive, we were very confident in your products, so please allow us to join your team again!" Someone was explaining.

"Sir, we are very sorry for our behavior just now, but please believe that we did not mean it. We were just deceived. But we have recognized the facts now, so please allow us to come back and be a dealer. We will all try our best to do our best and sell more clothes as much as possible!" Some people apologized and swore.

"Sir, please believe that we all like these clothes too. They are all the same styles as the killer. I sucked my eyes when I saw it on TV yesterday. I wanted these clothes very urgently. I know they are inseparable from you, so I can't lose my current identity. Of course, we need to become a dealer. Please don't question our beliefs anymore!" There are still people over there talking nonsense and wondering what they should say.

Faced with these, Zhou Ming also said to them loudly: "Don't worry, there is no intention of disappointment or blaming you for me, because first of all, I position you all my customers, and as long as you are customers, you have the right to become my dealer. So how can I reject you?"

Zhou Ming paused at the end before saying, "After some of the changes just now, I have a good reason to believe that you will all be my best dealers!"

Everyone heard Zhou Ming’s statement and shouted: Long live Mr. Zhou Ming!

Zhou Ming was cheering with everyone here, but in the car over there, Bona was angrily smashing his car.

"Damn it! That Chinese and those people are the stupidest pigs, especially those greedy bastards. They actually betrayed their souls for the little benefits given by the Chinese. It's really disgusting and ugly!"

Bona's roar also scared the dealer Wright. Wright had never expected that he had always been gentle and always kept his mouth open when he held the Bible. He was the gentleman who was my Lord talking about, and he had such a cruel side.

This suddenly made Wright feel like he had chosen the wrong partner.

Thinking of this, Wright stretched out his head and looked at Zhou Ming there, thinking that he might be the most profitable person who follows the Chinese.

When Wright thought so, he found Bona took out the phone, and Wright subconsciously asked him what he wanted to do.

"Your question is stupid!" Bona told him. "There are so many people gathering illegally, and they also conduct unlicensed sales and unlicensed shipping of contraindications across regions. I think the police will be very interested!"

Bona smiled hideously at the end of his speech, which made Wright shudder.
Chapter completed!