When packing and leaving the factory, the truck loaded with ginseng beer drove to all directions of Qinwan.

"Manager, do you want to advertise on the TV newspaper?" Huang Bo solicited Qin Dong's opinion, "Why do you want to broadcast it on the radio and give some gifts?"

"No, it's not good to save this money. Well, the Mid-Autumn Festival is here. You discuss with Secretary Qian and give everyone something." Qin Dong smiled and rotated the beer bottle cap in his hand. The bottle cap became smoother and smoother the more it played, and the smoother it became.

"Okay, I've drafted a detailed description. I'll discuss with Secretary Qian and report it to you." Huang Bo smiled. The Mid-Autumn Festival benefits were distributed, just like the New Year, and the employees in the factory had already opened their eyes and paid attention to it.

"I don't need to see it anymore," Qin Dong waved his hand, "You can just guarantee that the benefits of Factory II are the most in the whole district."

Huang Bo smiled again. The factory manager has never been a person who loves money. Although the factory is a contractor, the money he earns is his own. He will earn less if he gives more benefits to the employees, but the factory manager never calculates.

"Okay, it's more than during the Chinese New Year." Huang Bo agreed, and then looked at the warehouse again. Ginseng, ginseng, beer, beer, you can sell it. As long as you sell it, I will dare to send the most Mid-Autumn Festival benefits in the city!

"Director Huang, what are you doing for everyone during the Mid-Autumn Festival?" As he was thinking, the old Lutou who was in charge of the warehouse came over with a smile, "Why would each person have a ginseng?"

"I'm still ginseng dolls," Huang Bo joked, "Chicken, duck, fish, meat, tobacco, alcohol, candy, tea... Is there anything I can't do, why don't you send a wife to the elderly?"

Old Lutou was happy and was also thinking, and suddenly heard Huang Bo want to send him a wife, "Good boy, you're a big joke, I won't use the soles of my shoes to beat you..."

He took off the thousand-layer bottom? Huang Bo had already walked away with a smile? Well, Old Lu looked at the warehouse? He looked at the ginseng on the beer packaging box again? This ginseng is so beautiful. I just don’t know if it can be sold for five yuan a bottle of beer!

I can sell it, is the factory manager happy? The benefits are so popular!

...

No need for Qin Dong to instruct? Luo Ling's sales department also had to promote beer from Factory 2 first, Du Xiaoshu had suits and tie, and took Zhong Xiaoyong, Xiaojun and other naughty children to deliver beer to the wholesaler.

These naughty children took advantage of the wind of recruiting workers in the factory? Did they still enter the second factory? Qin Dong's Mingcui Liu Beer recruited several retired old workers, and they received an extra salary if they had a pension, and several old workers also did a good job.

"Jia Weimin, come out to pick up customers!"

As soon as the truck stopped, Du Xiaoshu shouted in a sharp voice? Ding Wu, who was sitting in the carriage, burst out laughing.

Huang Bo also served as the sales section chief and gave Du Xiaoshu a title - the deputy leader of the sales department group? His team leader is Ding Wu.

Jia Weimin is a thin young man who originally set up a street stall on Moshui Street to sell leather shoes? After being a wholesaler at Rongbee, he sighed that he had taken the right path.

The couple came to Qinwan from the rural areas of Guangzhou, and were helpless. But they accidentally made a family by selling beer? They bought a house? They gave birth to a baby and took their father and mother from Guangzhou to Qinwan.

"Xiaoshu, what are you calling?" Jia Weimin grabbed Du Xiaoshu's hand with a smile on his face, "Let's go, sit inside for a while, the apples your sister-in-law just washed, brought by my hometown in Pingzhou... Brother Ding, go, go and drink a little water."

"Download the goods first." Du Xiaoshu took the apple handed over by Jia Weimin's wife. The apple bit in his mouth, and he jumped into the car by himself.

"Well, the bird gun has been replaced, and they have been replaced with cardboard boxes. Well, this box looks good, where is the ginseng?" Seeing the ginseng on the gift box, Jia Weimin's eyes shone. He ignored the gift box and took out the beer inside, "Oh, there are only two bottles of wine inside!"

But "ginseng beer" successfully aroused his interest, "Brother Ding, little tree, is there anyone ginseng inside?" Jia Weimin raised the bottle and looked at the sun in the sky. He shook the bottle seriously and looked again and again, but he really couldn't see ginseng.

"Stop looking, can you see ginseng in ginseng royal jelly? Or can you see the queen bee?" Du Xiaoshu teased.

"That's right," Jia Weimin smiled, "the ginseng is all in the beer."

"Then how many boxes do you want?" Ding Wu looked at him with a smile.

"Five hundred boxes," Jia Weimin smiled, "I won't say enough."

"Okay, five hundred boxes." Du Xiaoshu, Zhong Xiaoyong and others, started unloading the goods. Several naughty children were shaking their eyes, and they almost laughed out loud.

After handing the water cup to Ding Wu, Jia Weimin's wife felt something was wrong, "Hey, Lao Ding, how much does this box cost?"

Du Xiaoshu smiled while carrying beer, "Eleven 19, one box."

"What? How much? How much do you think?" Jia Weimin's wife looked at Jia Weimin, and the two suddenly shouted loudly, "It's too expensive! Don't move, little trees, don't move! We'd better sell the original eleven degrees, just use nylon ropes..."

Originally, it looked like it was a carton packaging, which was much better than nylon tie-up. Looking at the ginseng on the gift box, it was easy to sell, but I didn’t expect that there were two bottles of beer in the gift box, but it cost nearly twelve yuan!

That is, a total of six yuan per bottle of beer, who can buy a bottle of beer that costs six yuan per bottle of beer!

"It's too late, the goods are unloaded." Du Xiaoshu smiled terrified. He followed Ding Wu, Ding Wu followed Nie Xinming, and Nie Xinming's group to several wholesale households. People thought the price was too expensive. After discussing this, Du Xiaoshu and Ding Wu, they didn't talk about the price. Just unload the goods first. Can he still not do it?

"Don't unload it, don't unload it, we can move it back to you," Jia Weimin's wife said anxiously. A woman was not vague. She picked up two gift boxes and put them back in the car. "What are you still standing stupidly? Move it."

"Xiaoshu, Xiaoshu, I'll move it back to you again," Jia Weimin smiled and stuffed a box of cigarettes into Du Xiaoshu's pocket. Who dares to offend Qin Dong's brother-in-law? "We are not leaving one box, ten boxes."

Jia Weimin felt bitter. A bottle of beer costs six yuan, and these ten boxes will have to be smashed into his hands.

Forget it, two boxes are really not good, so I drank it myself, either go back to Gwangju on the Mid-Autumn Festival and bring it to relatives at home, ginseng beer, and treat this as a gift and look good on my face.

"Fifty boxes." Du Xiaoshu refused to give in.

"Ten boxes." Jia Weimin exchanged the price.

"Forty boxes."

"Twenty boxes."

It was a tug-of-war. In the end, Jia Weimin and his wife had no choice but to leave thirty boxes of gift boxes. Alas, the couple was crying and looked at the ginseng on the cardboard box. Alas, Jia Weimin's wife scolded, "Everyone blames you, who will sell these thirty boxes?"

...

"Lao Sun." All salesmen from Factory One and Factory Two were doing their best. Wholesale households were very proud of ginseng beer. Some like Jia Weimin went in dozens of boxes to sell, while others agreed that they could put them in the wholesale department, but the shops below could not be bought in the food store. The reason was nothing more than two words - it was too expensive!

When Sun Da's eyes heard Luo Ling's voice, he jumped out of the wholesale department. Luo Ling didn't be polite to him, "How many boxes do you want for new beer?"

Sun Dayanzi had heard about this gift box for a long time. It would cost nearly six yuan to put together a bottle of beer.

But looking at Luo Ling's appearance, he felt itchy, "One hundred boxes,... no, two hundred boxes."

"This is almost the same." Luo Ling smiled and praised, and left on her motorcycle.

"This face is too expensive." The worker in Sun Da's hand looked at his manager, some laughed and shook their heads, and some were curious and waiting.

Sun Da's eyes sighed, "There is no way, whoever lets me be happy to see this man..."
Chapter completed!