"The market is the most direct thing that promotes productivity. If there is no market, there is no need for production. So there are two questions here, who do the fakes want to sell the fakes to?or, who want to buy the fakes?" Wang Huadong said: "Let's take an example, for college students, they all know that Nike Adi is a good clothes, so if college students buy fake clothes from these sports brands, then it is understandable, in order to make others recognize this brand, it looks like face." Of course, there are also those who pretend to be too powerful, and they don't have much money at home, so they prefer to wear fake clothes of luxury, and there are also such things. However, in college, there is basically no going to buy fake niche brand things. For example, if you spend 2,000 yuan to buy a fake product of a very niche and very expensive brand in a certain country, will you buy it? What about college students? Will you buy it? Of course not!

I buy a fake so that others can see that it is a famous brand.

If this watch worn by this woman is real, it is worth no less than 300,000 yuan, but the brand is very niche! Even if it is a copycat, it will not be too cheap, if you say that if she wears a fake, who will show it?"

Bai Song nodded, he must admire Hua Dong in this regard, knowing much more than him, and Hua Dong is right. It's like going back to some rural areas, driving a Mercedes-Benz is more face-saving than driving a Koenigsegg, because people there only know that Mercedes-Benz is a luxury car.

If you want to buy a fake with good workmanship, then you must buy a fake that people around you can recognize the brand, otherwise what's the point of buying it?

On the other hand, if the girl is really wearing a fake watch from that niche brand, and her circle is also the circle that can recognize the watch, then she certainly doesn't need to do this.

"Okay, okay, it's useless to analyze these, you have drunk so much in East China, and you can still see the brand from such a distance?" Sun Jie said: "Maybe the second generation of people is rich and experiences life, what does it matter to you." Come, have a drink. “

It really doesn't matter, after all, Sun Jie and East China bring their own beer...

As soon as the cups were clinked, everyone took a sip, and a table a few meters away caused a conflict.

"Come on, don't go, how can you drink this little cup of fresh food?" A fat bald middle-aged man at the table who was wearing a sweatshirt, tattoos, and a gold chain quipped: "Bring me ten cases of beer that you recommend now, you sit here, and accompany us to finish the wine." ”

There are a total of six people at this table, five men and one woman, looking at the shape of a bit of a "social person", Bai Song had already found it when he came in, but he ignored it, after all, there is no law that prohibits tattoos, and it doesn't mean that tattoos are not good people.

However, at this time, it is unrealistic to think of some disputes.

The beer brother is a clever person, and hurriedly stood between the three girls and this group of people, and said with a smile: "A few big brothers, I'm really sorry, we don't have so much beer, we are the manufacturer for everyone to taste for free, if you think the small cup is not enjoyable, these two bottles are given to you." ”

After the little brother finished speaking, he motioned for a few girls to leave. But at this time, the middle-aged man stopped doing it: "What do you mean, do you think Lao Tzu can't afford to drink your wine?@#¥! I tell you, buying your wine is to give you face! Even if the boss is standing here now, he has to give me face!"

With that, the man stood up. When the boss and several waiters saw this scene, they leaned over one after another and began to play a round. The winery and the restaurant have cooperation, and if a few girls are really bullied here, if nothing else, even if they are forced to drink a bottle of beer, the cooperation between the boss and the brewery will basically end here.

"What's the matter, Daqiang, I'll find someone to drink with me, I also buy their wine, it's a lot of money, just accompany me to drink, you don't give me this face?" The middle-aged man pointed his finger directly at the boss's head.

The boss who was called "Daqiang" couldn't say that he was suffering at this time, he really didn't want to provoke these people here, although these people were not a real underworld, but it was too simple to toss their own discomfort.

"Don't, don't, don't, it doesn't mean that. The boss smiled and said, "Second brother, you don't know, they are indeed not selling wine, or sharing new products." The boss saw that these people had indeed not sold the wine, and indeed did not carry a large amount of wine with him, so he said: "You, you are not happy to eat here today, I will give you a free order, a free order!"

"Da Qiang, Da Qiang!" The middle-aged man who was called "Second Brother" had a hideous face, and gently patted the boss's face with his hand: "Do you think I can't afford to pay?"

"I still think I'm stupid, I don't understand!" The second brother's eyes widened angrily, and he shouted: "I'll tell you Daqiang! I don't miss your money for this wine and your food! Don't give me this!"

This sound was so loud that the eyes of the entire hotel were attracted.

The boss was miserable, and hurriedly called the waiter over, and said to the waiter in his ear to let the waiter comfort the guests, and all of them were discounted today. Then he flinched a little, although he was slapped lightly in the face, but being embarrassed was no longer the most important thing.

The boss who opened the door to do business, step by step to this scale, counted as one, has suffered unimaginable hardships for ordinary people, and only he knows the sourness.

Because of this, the boss retreated, a little bowed.

The three beer girls were about to leave, but they were blocked by a thin man at the table of "Second Brother".

This is excessive. Bai Song stood up directly and walked to the side of the thin man.

"What are you doing?" the thin man's eyes widened and he glanced at Bai Song.

Bai Song ignored him at all, and grabbed the thin man's hand on the door frame: "Let them go, if you don't want to make trouble for yourself." “

At this moment, Wang Liang, Sun Jie, and Wang Huadong were also standing behind Bai Song.

"Who is this #¥ meddling?" "Second Brother" stood up and walked in front of Bai Song.

I have to say that the "second brother" is also quite tall, about 180cm, and his weight is estimated to be 250 pounds. As soon as he stood up, three men stood up behind him, and one woman sat there watching the commotion.

"Do you want to fight?" said Wang Liang was a little excited. Wang Liang has a problem, he is easy to get excited when he drinks, and he is a bit of a state at this time.

"Oh, hard stubble, nosy, you're a policeman!" said a man behind the "second brother" exaggeratedly.

Bai Song saw that Wang Liang had drunk a little too much, and his state was not quite right, so he pulled him behind him and stared at the second brother with his eyes.

The amount of white pine wine is not bad, and he is also very sober at this time, knowing what to do and what not to do.