Chapter 50: You're (Ask for Follow-up)

"Oh?!"

His eyes narrowed into a slit, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

He felt that this suggestion was very good, why didn't he think of this trick, infighting was not allowed in the community, and he couldn't do it too blatantly.

But if these veterans on the turf unite against Wu Zhihui one by one, then Wu Zhihui has to get out of the house immediately.

"But..."

Mao Ba held the cigarette and turned sideways to change positions: "You guys have a good idea, but no one will want to support you." ”

If you don't pay the fee, it will be a rebellion, if you rebel, you don't need Wu Zhihui to do it at all, Ren Qingtian will be the first to jump out and trample them to death.

"Uh..."

Zhang Laosan's face stiffened when he heard this.

It seems that this is the truth.

They are open to work in Ren Qingtian's territory, pay a fee to settle down and pay money, and if they dare not pay the fee, they will have to close the door the next day.

"Come out, if you don't use your brain, you'll be a street boy for the rest of your life."

When the dumb dog said this, he involuntarily straightened his waist, and proudly took out a newspaper from his pocket and put it on the table: "Oh, this is the news that just appeared in the newspaper yesterday." ”

In the newspaper, it was a news report that Wu Zhihui had a conflict with the son of the president of the Jiashi Group in a nightclub.

"Jiashi Group, Zhang Laosan will definitely not be a stranger, right?"

The dumb dog's finger lightly clicked on the newspaper: "Wu Zhihui is now crazy, he can't figure out his identity and status, and he dares to argue with the people of Jiashi Group." ”

Mrs. Zhang Laosan knows what the Jiashi Group does, and the Jiashi beer in his nightclub comes from the Jiashi Group, and the Jiashi Group has a very heavyweight voice in the industry.

Zhang Laosan's eyes lit up when he looked at the newspaper: "What do you mean..."

"Wu Zhihui offended the people of Jiashi Group, it's just right, we can use this matter to make a fuss."

The dumb dog leisurely said his countermeasures: "Starling, let's find an opportunity to contact the people of Jiashi Group, Wu Zhihui refutes their face, they will definitely be unhappy with Wu Zhihui." ”

"You say, if the Carls Group speaks out and stops supplying alcohol to nightclubs, will other beverage groups dare to follow suit? If the nightclub runs out of alcohol, it's a nightclub that's still called a fart, and no one will go in to play. ”

"In this way, we don't need to instigate them at all, the bosses of these nightclubs will take the initiative to jump out against Wu Zhihui one by one."

Speaking of which.

The dumb dog paused for a moment, and said proudly: "As long as we get in touch with the people of the Jiashi Group, let them exert pressure, and stop the supply of alcohol on our own territory, Starling can stand up and force Wu Zhihui to abdicate!" ”

"That's right!"

Zhang Laosan slapped his hands together, and the first one agreed: "No one will get along with their wallets, with this trick, I see how Wu Zhihui can do it!" ”

"That's it."

The dumb dog was full of pride: "It doesn't take much effort to deal with Wu Zhihui, and within a week, Starling can become the talker in this area, and the only talker in this area will be in charge of Percifu Street!" ”

"Not bad, not bad."

After hearing this, Mao Ba's eyes lit up, and he looked at the dumb dog with approval: "Dumb dog, I really didn't find it before, you kid still has a bit of a brain, and you also know how to read the newspaper to pick out useful news." ”

He was in a good mood and took a sip of his cigarette: "If this thing is done, I will give you the first credit!" ”

"Hey, hey."

The dumb dog was affirmed by the eight, and he was even more proud.

Where would he tell Mao Ba that he actually didn't read any bird newspapers at all, he didn't even know a few big characters, let alone the news with English in the middle.

This is what he was eating out that morning, and the newspaper seller shouted the news headline in front of him, and he hurriedly bought a newspaper and asked someone to read it.

Merely.

How would the dumb dog know that this newspaper was arranged by Wu Zhihui to be sold in his face and deliberately read it to him.

He almost took a loudspeaker and stabbed the dumb dog in the face: "You can buy a newspaper and pay attention to it, I will read it to you." ”

"The third."

Mao Ba summed it up, and there was a light in his eyes: "Over there in other nightclubs, you will lead them, and this matter is done, within three streets around you, there is only one nightclub." ”

The benefits should be given, so that Zhang Laosan will help with things wholeheartedly.

"Brother Xie!"

Zhang Laosan nodded busily, with a rich smile.

....

Just do it.

Especially against Wu Zhihui, he has a strong enthusiasm, he is a person who has been out for more than ten years, and he is pressed and beaten by a fledgling horse boy like Wu Zhihui, and now he has an insidious trick to deal with Wu Zhihui, and he can't wait.

The next day.

Mao Ba found someone to contact the people of the Jiashi Group, whether he himself could not contact the senior management of the Jiashi Group, or through the channel of wine to go up layer by layer, and the channel business helped him communicate.

Really.

Jiashi Group really holds a grudge, and has a very bad impression of Wu Zhihui, but these ghosts are all human spirits, and they have captured a trace of unusualness, and the businessman's face is revealed, and after some communication between the two sides, an agreement was reached:

Jiashi Group stopped supplying alcohol to the nightclubs on the site of Mao Ba and Wu Zhihui, but afterwards waited for Mao Ba to crush Wu Zhihui to control the right to speak on the site, and then purchased the price of each bottle by five yuan in the future.

Mao Ba readily agreed.

So, the Jiashi Group began to do it.

First of all, a notice was made to the outside world, due to the shortage of raw materials, the price of alcohol began to rise, and there would be a shortage of supply, and secondly, it was putting pressure on peers.

With the right of the Jiashi Group to speak in the circle, whether it is Shengli or Heineken, they have chosen to watch from the sidelines, so the channels of wine suppliers have begun to tighten.

At first, everyone didn't notice it, but when the nightclub's purchase was reported as the purchase order was reported, the supply of alcohol was not in place for a long time, and the situation began to be out of stock, everyone began to smell something unusual.

There is no alcohol in the nightclub, so open a fart door to make fart money, and drink the northwest wind directly.

Whether it was the boss of the nightclub on the site of Twin Eight or the boss of the nightclub on Wu Zhihui's site, they sat down together to discuss, and found that the source of the problem was Wu Zhihui, and all the spearheads were aimed at Wu Zhihui in an instant.

The elders of the twelve nightclubs gathered and looked for Wu Zhihui to settle accounts.

"Wu Zhihui!"

Zhang Laosan naturally became the leader of this incident, patted the table and stood up, staring at Wu Zhihui on the main seat menacingly:

"It's all your fault Wu Zhihui for this matter, everyone in my eyes knows what to say, I offended the people of Jiashi Group, and now several of their liquor companies have jointly cut off supplies to us, and everyone has no inventory in their hands, and they are still doing a fart business!"

"This matter starts with you, and you have to solve this matter!"

Zhang Laosan spoke loudly and sonorously: "If you can't solve the problem of drinking, then don't blame me Zhang Laosan for not giving you Wu Zhihui face." ”

His fingers tapped hard in the air: "You can't handle this matter, this month's fee, I, Zhang Laosan, won't pay it!" ”

"Yes, we won't pay it!"

"Wu Zhihui, you hurt people a lot!"

With Zhang Laosan taking the lead, everyone echoed it.

Although these old people don't know that Zhang Laosan and Ma Ba are making a stalk, but once the supply of wine is cut off, it is true that they can't make money, so they naturally won't save face for Wu Zhihui.

"Noise!"

Ah Ji, who was standing behind Wu Zhihui, raised his hand and slapped it on the table, and with full force, he directly slapped the table board violently: "Give me fucking peace!" ”

The crowd died down in an instant.

"Bang bang."

Wu Zhihui stood up, raised his hand to applaud crisply, and slowly looked around the crowd: "I said that so many people are looking for me, it turns out that it is because of this little thing." ”

His eyes fell on Zhang Laosan and stared at him: "Zhang Laosan, you are very rammed, you are the most talkative here." ”