Chapter Seventy-Two: Encountering a Problem
Zheng Xiaomei asked curiously: "What kind of problem, maybe I can help you solve it." ”
Zhang Jianjun sighed, he looked at the peaches in front of him and said: "I want to make a pure natural fruit drink, standing in the peach can be something else, as long as it is a seasonal fruit, but I want to create it is 100% natural, without adding any flavor, and without mixing with water, so that people can know that we are using real materials." ”
"Isn't that nice?"
Zheng Xiaomei doesn't understand so much, she only knows that Zhang Jianjun's ideas are very good, they are all honest people, and they just want to do business in a down-to-earth manner.
"Yes, but you taste it."
Zhang Jianjun handed over the drink in his hand.
Zheng Xiaomei took a sip, she frowned slightly: "The taste of peaches is too strong and sweet, some people can't drink it, and if someone is allergic, it will be a big trouble, it turns out that the problem you encountered is this." ”
Zhang Jianjun nodded, he put the drink on the ground and said: "What I told them is to use pure natural drinks to open up the market, and it is also a point that they let me pay attention to, if I go over tomorrow and say that I can't do it at all, what will they think of me?" ”
Zheng Xiaomei didn't speak, she took a few peaches to the kitchen, Zheng Xiaomei's movements hesitated for a moment, and then cut the flesh and took a few more whole, as if she was starting an experiment.
In the end, three different cups of juice were made and placed in front of Zhang Jianjun.
"You taste it."
Zhang Jianjun took a sip of every drink, and the taste was very different, and the taste of one cup was just right.
"What is this?"
"Didn't you say that the natural taste is too strong, I think so too, so I tried it, I only used half of the original proportion of juice in the glass you just drank, and I cut the remaining half into small pieces, so I used the remaining half, isn't it just right?"
Zheng Xiaomei said with a smile, she also tasted it, and it tasted really good.
At this time, Zhang Jianjun suddenly realized.
"So that's the case, this scheme is better, there are too many fruit drinks now, even if I use pure natural, people will be suspicious if I use other methods, but if I use pulp, it will be different, everything else can be faked, can the pulp still be fake?"
"This should be solved, right?"
Zheng Xiaomei looked at Zhang Jianjun ghostly, and only then did he notice that Xiaomei's mind was so good, which made her so talented at home, and she could even think of what she didn't expect.
"Xiaomei, if you go to the meeting with me tomorrow, it's your credit anyway, and I don't want to say it as my own."
"I just said it casually, and the most credit is still yours."
After several excuses, Zheng Xiaomei still didn't plan to go to the meeting, although she had ideas but had stage fright, it was better to let Zhang Jianjun play well.
"Okay, then you wait for my good news at home!"
Early the next morning, Zhang Jianjun came to the company with ready-made juice, in order to ensure freshness, Zheng Xiaomei got up early in the morning to remake a cup and seal it, in order to let him play well.
Several shareholders knew that Zhang Jianjun was full of confidence when they saw Zhang Jianjun's expression.
"Zhang Jianjun, I look forward to your performance at the meeting today, and I hope what you say next will make my eyes shine."
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Jianjun took out the glass of juice from the bag.