Cao Le gave Zhao Zhiwen a cup of three-ingredient IPA called "Reform and Opening Up", and Lin Dingqiang chose a cup of black velvet Shitao.

Zhao Zhiwen is not a fan of craft beer, as long as there is a profitable project, he will definitely not let it go.

After taking a sip of Cao Le's craft beer, Zhao Zhiwen did not show a very surprised expression, but just smiled and asked: "Mr. Lin, if we are willing to inject capital into Beijing A, do you have any conditions to explain in advance?"

Cao Le is not a master of negotiation, he just wants to bring his ideas to more people. So the heavy responsibility of negotiation was handed over to Lin Dingqiang.

Lin Dingqiang pondered for a while, remembered the original intention of setting up the tavern, and said slowly: "If Carlsberg is willing to inject capital, we only have one requirement, which is to maintain the independence of the product. ”

Lin Dingqiang's words were short, but they were powerful.

Carlsberg's previous acquisitions have been to buy shares in breweries outright and then control the production chain to achieve the results he wants.

And Lin Dingqiang and Cao Le's concept of wanting to maintain product independence is to clearly tell Zhao Zhiwen that you only need to pay money, and you don't have to ask about the rest.

After hearing this, Zhao Zhiwen laughed, "This is the first time I've heard such a request." In the past, when injecting capital, manufacturers would put forward requirements to increase the volume of market distribution and increase publicity.

"The craft of craft beer is a little different. Lin Dingqiang said slowly: "It is the hard work of the winemaker day and night, from the selection of ingredients to the recipe to the brewing process, every link is different, so the final taste is also very different." We wanted to be independent, we just wanted to develop a better craft brew. ”

Lin Dingqiang knows that after the asset is entered, the specifications and taste of the product will be affected to a certain extent.

He believes that Cao Le really has the will and ability to make these beers well, and these words are actually for Cao Le to strive for more room to play.

Zhao Zhiwen did not refute Lin Dingqiang's opinion, he asked Cao Le on the side, "Mr. Cao, is your beer only available for in-store drinking?

"All I make now is fresh beer. Cao Le pointed to the sealing machine on the counter and replied truthfully: "The current bottling trade has actually begun, but it is not as long as the cans and glass bottles in the supermarket, and the shelf life is about two days." If you want to be the kind that can be stored for a long time and are easy to transport, you also need to adjust the recipe and the filling process. ”

When Zhao Zhiwen heard this, he already had a number in his heart, and after he took another sip of wine, he stood up and said, "Tomorrow I will send someone to come over to have an in-depth understanding, including but not limited to daily turnover and profit analysis." If Beijing A really has commercial value, we at Carlsberg will definitely inject capital under the condition of satisfying the two positions. ”

The staff of the marketing department had already completed the preliminary collection of information, and after seeing Zhao Zhiwen nodding, they left the tavern first.

Zhao Zhiwen looked at the remaining wine in the cup, picked it up again, and tasted it carefully, "It's not bad! Mr. Lin, Mr. Cao, I hope we can cooperate successfully!"

"Good. ”

After Zhao Zhiwen left, Lin Dingqiang sat down, and Cao Le asked, "Do you think there is a drama?"

Lin Dingqiang laughed, "You have to have confidence in your wine, even if Carlsberg doesn't vote, there are other manufacturers!"

"That's right!" Cao Le nodded and laughed, "Judging from the current turnover, the money that can be distributed every month is not bad." Carlsberg's entry is just the icing on the cake, not a send-off. ”

Lin Dingqiang asked curiously, "How much can I get every month?"

"After deducting the cost, the commission given to Chen Feibai, and miscellaneous expenses, the two of us should each be able to get about 30,000 yuan!"

Lin Dingqiang raised his eyebrows and sighed: "This is really a good start! I'll go back first, if there is news, remember to say it!"

"Okay!" Cao Le called a substitute driver for Lin Dingqiang, and only returned to the store after seeing Lin Dingqiang leave.

......

The next morning, Lin Dingqiang's thighs were a little sore.

It may be the after-effects of last night's dancing.

He sat on the bed, thinking about what would make sense to do today.

Zhang Xiaohui is fully responsible for the progress of Sihua Milk, and he will send a message to Lin Dingqiang at about 10 o'clock every night to report.

Go-kart clubs naturally don't have to worry, just wait to collect money every month.

The matter of the Jing A tavern has not been brushed up yet, and this matter is not in a hurry.

So Lin Dingqiang is really idle now.

After getting up and having breakfast, Lin Dingqiang planned to go to the supermarket to buy some food, make two dishes, and take it to Xin Qing at noon.

But as soon as he went out, Wang Liushun's phone called.

Lin Dingqiang picked up the phone and asked curiously, "Liuzi, what's wrong?"

Wang Liushun said with a smile: "Brother Qiang, where are you?"

"At home!"

"I'll come over and give you the money back. ”

Lin Dingqiang was stunned, he lent Wang Liushun 23,000 yuan, even if the business of the bean juice shop was good, it was impossible to sell so much money in two days.

"So fast?"

Wang Liushun still smiled and said, "Let's say it to your face!"

"Then I'll come to you. After Lin Dingqiang finished speaking, he hung up the phone and rushed towards the bean juice shop.

When he arrived at the bean juice shop, Lin Dingqiang saw four or five takeaway brothers walking out of it with packaged food.

Lin Dingqiang walked up curiously and asked, "Little brother, what is your first order?"

“36。 The takeaway boy replied briefly, and then rode quickly on a small motorcycle towards the destination.

Lin Dingqiang pondered for a while, it is now past 10 o'clock in the morning, although it has not yet reached the peak of ordering, but 36 orders have been delivered, it seems that Liu Hongmei's craftsmanship has indeed been recognized by most people.

He slowly walked into the bean juice shop, and the customers in the store were not too many, only 6 or 7 people.

Liu Hongmei saw Lin Dingqiang coming, and greeted enthusiastically, "Qiangzi, sit, do you want to eat something?"

"I've eaten," Lin Dingqiang replied, "What about the sixth son?"

"He's going outside to pick up green onions and onions, and he'll be back later!" Although the air conditioner was turned on in the store, Liu Hongmei in front of the stove was still hot and sweaty, "Then you sit down first!"

"Okay!

After about ten minutes, Wang Liushun walked back with a large bundle of green onions and a large bag of onions, "Brother Qiang." ”

"Buy so much?" Lin Dingqiang asked.

Wang Liushun first sent the things into the kitchen, and after explaining a few words to Liu Hongmei, he walked out and said, "My mother said to make more fried sauce, it sells well! Brother Qiang, let's go outside and talk!"

Lin Dingqiang also wanted to know what was going on with Wang Liushun, who was so mysterious, and agreed: "Okay!"