Yang Fei smiled and said nothing.

At the bidding meeting on November 8 last year, Yang Fei foresaw this scene.

History always repeats itself!

Because Qin Chi is still the same Qin Chi, and those who dominate Qin Chi are still those people.

The most fundamental reason is that Qin Chi's plate is too small and his ambition is too big.

CCTV's star-making ability is indeed first-class, which can enable a small county-level distillery to quickly increase its popularity and sales after the bidding is successful.

The rapidly expanding sales forced Qin Chijian to go sideways.

This is like a weightlifter, in order to participate in the competition, he forcibly lifted more weight than his own level, which seems to be infinite, but in fact he suffered a very serious internal injury, and it didn't take long for him to get sick.

Yang Fei saw through all this with the eyes of those who came over.

Therefore, he made an appointment with Ms. Tan for half a year.

A standard king enterprise, infinitely exposed in the public eye, interviewed and reported by countless media reporters, has to give birth to three things!

Under such a high exposure, there is nothing to hide from any cheating, collusion, and deception.

Back then, after the beautiful group won the bid, countless crowds flocked to the factory inside and out, not to mention major events such as sewage discharge and production, even if a mosquito leg was eaten in the canteen, it could also be criticized by reporters for being incomplete.

If you want to enjoy the scenery at the top of public attention, you have to endure extraordinary public opinion supervision!

The covenant of 100 million is almost here!

Qinchi, which has been washed by negative news, has repeatedly declined in sales and was finally abandoned by consumers.

The market is the fairest, what you do to him, he will do to you.

At this moment, Director Ji of Qinchi is already overwhelmed by debts, public opinion, sales, and inventory.

Thinking back to half a year ago, he was full of spirit when he won the bid king, and he was full of ambition illuminated by countless magnesium lights, as if he was still in front of him.

However, just half a year has passed, the scenery has passed with the spring light, and the shear has sneaked in with the summer breeze, and in this increasingly hot summer, Qin Chi, like Director Ji, was burned half to death.

Director Ji sat in the office, the fan was blowing, blowing his messy hair, which was as ugly as a chicken nest.

He grabbed his head with both hands, his brow furrowed.

The door is closed, he fails, he doesn't want to see anyone, and he has no shame to see anyone!

Whether it is a leader, a creditor, or an employee, when he meets, he has a kind of guilt from the bottom of his heart.

Spend more than 300 million yuan and win the bid!

This is the heroic feat of Director Ji.

For this reason, he once boasted in public about Haikou:

Within one year of winning the bid, the sales volume will reach 1.5 billion!

In his opinion, even a laundry detergent factory in the ravine can rely on CCTV to be the first in the domestic industry, and its annual sales have reached an unprecedented billion!

With this reference, Director Ji is quite confident that the sales of his liquor factory will definitely surpass Yang Fei and become the top three in China.

But why did it fail?

The office was filled with smoke, countless cigarette ashes and cigarette butts, crawling all over desks and ashtrays.

Director Ji sat in this fairyland-like office, stunned, thinking about the future of Qin Chi.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

Director Ji didn't get up, he didn't want to see anyone.

"Director Ji, Boss Yang is here. "The comrades of the secretary's office shouted outside.

"No, no matter who it is, no!" Director Ji waved his hand impatiently.

"Director Ji, don't you even see me?" a hearty male voice as clear as a stream and as clear as the sun sounded.

Director Ji was stunned: "Who are you?"

"Beautiful Group, Yang Fei. ”

"Huh?" Huo Ran, the director of Ji, got up, rushed over in a few steps, and opened the door, "Yang Fei, why are you here?" Hehe, I know, you came to see my jokes, right?"

He smiled self-deprecatingly: "Indeed, you should come and see, I have become the biggest joke in the country now! At the beginning, I robbed you of the standard king, and now you come to laugh at me, and you should laugh at me!"

Yang Fei's expression was calm and steady, he glanced at the office and said, "The window is not open, such a big smell of smoke, how can you talk?"

He turned around and said to the secretary of Qinchi Distillery: "Excuse me, another office or a small conference room can be cleaned up, I have something to talk about with Director Ji." ”

"Okay, Boss Yang. The secretary smiled sweetly and left with a small waist.

Director Ji was stunned: "It seems that this is my factory!"

Yang Fei said lightly: "It's your factory, no one robs you." ”

Director Ji smiled bitterly and said, "You really don't think of yourself as an outsider!" Yang Fei, I underestimate you. ”

Yang Fei said: "No, you think highly of yourself, and you also think highly of Qin Chi." ”

Director Ji's face stiffened.

Yang Fei put his hands behind his back and said very freely: "The story of hurting Zhongyong, remember, Qin Chi is Zhongyong among the standard kings." ”

Director Ji tightened his thick eyebrows: "Sure enough, you are here to ridicule me! It doesn't matter, you are a successful person, I failed, I deserve any ridicule from you!"

Yang Fei said: "Life is like tea, three ups and three downs, there is a taste, isn't it normal?

Director Ji sneered: "I don't need you to comfort me!"

Yang Fei said: "I'm not your nanny, I don't have time to comfort you." ”

Director Ji stared at him resentfully.

Yang Fei said: "I am a businessman, I am here to talk about business. ”

"Hehe, business, I can't think of it, what is the intersection between us?" Director Ji said in a bad tone, the more people who fail, the easier it is to feel inferior.

Yang Fei smiled slightly: "Wait for the talks." ”

At this time, Qin Chi's secretary came over: "Boss Yang, Director Ji, the small conference room has been arranged, please." ”

Director Ji stared at her fiercely: "You listen to him very much!"

The secretary was taken aback: "Director Ji! I ......."

Yang Fei said: "Director Ji, don't get me wrong, she just thinks I'm a handsome guy and is embarrassed to refuse my request." ”

Director Ji: "...... Are you so confident all the time?"

Yang Fei said: "People, once they lose their self-confidence, they are not far from failure." ”

Director Ji was stunned again.

When I came to the small conference room, the secretary had already made tea, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, the cool breeze was all over the body, and people's emotions calmed down instantly.

Director Ji took out a cigarette, glanced at Yang Fei, hesitantly put the cigarette on the table, and said, "If you have something to say, I can't hold back too much, so I want to smoke." ”

Yang Fei said: "I know you're having a hard time now, and I want to pull you along." ”

Director Ji looked at Yang Fei with incredulous eyes, and saw that he didn't look like he was joking, so he asked, "How to pull?"

Yang Fei said: "Qin Chi still has half a year's advertisement for the king of bids, I bought it." ”

"Huh?" Director Ji's head buzzed, obviously not expecting Yang Fei to make such a request.

Yang Fei raised his right index finger: "One hundred million! ”