After Huang Hu was stunned for a moment, he walked over with a playful smile, an expression of undisguised contempt on his face.
"Why, do I still need to report to you whether I'm here or not?"
Zhao Shanhe raised his head, glanced at the other party, and said lukewarmly.
"Tsk, tsk, you are a factory director after all. What are you reporting to me? I said, you should be here for the special product promotion meeting, right? Do you want to sell some cold drink you made?" Huang Hu said with a roll of his eyes.
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This is not difficult to guess.
After all, Huang Hu has been keeping an eye on the ice factory, so he naturally thought that Zhao Shanhe came all the way here just to try his luck here.
Although he still doesn't know what products Zhao Shanhe wants to promote, those are not important.
The important thing is that there is no way Zhao Shanhe could succeed.
It’s not a dream for a person who doesn’t even have a ticket to promote his own product.
Zhao Shanhe did not answer.
"I would like to advise you, don't waste your time here. If you have the time, you might as well go back quickly and find a way to sell things in the streets. This way you can at least get some money back."
Huang Hu said with contempt.
"You don't need to worry about my affairs." Zhao Shanhe said indifferently.
"Worrying about you? Do you deserve to let me worry about you?"
Huang Hu said arrogantly, then leaned over and stared at Zhao Shanhe, lowering his voice and said: "Zhao Shanhe, let me show you a clear path. If you really can't do it, sell your factory to me, and I will take a look.
For the sake of our classmates, I’ll give you a little more money.”
"No need." Zhao Shanhe said noncommittally.
"Hey, you are so confident, then let's just wait and see!"
After Huang Hu finished speaking, he walked proudly to the second floor.
Several people around him also followed, and they looked at Zhao Shanhe with rather unkind eyes.
"Director, are you classmates with this Huang Hu?" Wu Jianjun asked, looking at Huang Hu's back.
"High school classmate." Zhao Shanhe nodded.
"Since we are classmates, why did he talk like that? Is such a person worthy of being a classmate?"
"Humph, you are talking about wanting to buy our factory. Director, let me tell you this. Don't fall for his provocation. He said it on purpose just to make you angry." Wu Jianjun
He said indignantly.
"I know! I also know that he has been plotting against our beverage factory. But I won't get into any quarrel with him. He sells his cans and we sell our popsicles. It doesn't matter.
"
Zhao Shanhe said casually.
"Yes, well water does not interfere with river water." Wu Jianjun nodded.
"Let's eat!"
Zhao Shanhe picked up his chopsticks and started to eat, but Wu Jianjun didn't know it. There was still something he had not said in his heart. Who said that water from a well cannot invade the water from a river?
Sooner or later, my well water will invade your Huang family's river water.
In the private room on the second floor.
"Boss Huang, who was that person just now?" someone asked.
"It's okay. An inconspicuous little person made a fortune by relying on his cleverness. He doesn't know how high the sky is, so he just wants to make money by promoting it. Does he really think this is a vegetable market?"
Huang Hu said disapprovingly, not even intending to introduce Zhao Shanhe's name.
"Haha, everyone wants to get rich these days!"
"If you want to get rich, you have to have that destiny!"
"Whoever he is, let's drink."
…
After lunch, Zhao Shanhe left the hotel with Wu Jianjun. They didn't want to go shopping and went directly to the venue of the promotion meeting: Zhongzhou Gymnasium.
Because the promotion meeting will start tomorrow, it is very lively here today. The Zhongzhou City Commerce and Trade Bureau, which is responsible for the promotion meeting, also has an office here.
No matter who wants to participate in the exhibition, the office must nod.
After Zhao Shanhe came here, he found that there were many people who had the same idea as him. They were not qualified to participate and they all came here to try their luck.
Unfortunately, this luck is useless.
The attitude of the office is very clear. Unless there are quotas issued uniformly by the province, no one can get away with it.
The quota is one thing, the other thing is that Zhao Shanhe finally saw what it means that there are people outside the world.
He does have strong confidence in the popsicles he brought, but his confidence does not mean that he will look down on other specialties.
Especially since the background of these specialties is so big, they are often provincial-level enterprises, prefectural-level enterprises, and even group companies with the prefix "国".
Under such circumstances, who would care about a small factory like Shanqiu Beverage?
Not to mention your situation, even county-level enterprises cannot say how competitive they are.
"How is it going?"
Zhao Shanhe looked at Wu Jianjun who had finally squeezed out of the crowd and asked anxiously.
"No chance!"
Wu Jianjun shook his head, his face full of disappointment, and sighed: "I squeezed in, but when people saw our information, they threw it out to me, saying that we did not meet the standards for participating in the promotion meeting."
"Director, why don't we forget about it and the companies inside that are much larger than ours will also be kicked out."
"We can't let it go like this!"
Zhao Shanhe glared and said, "It took a lot of effort for us to get here, how can we just let it go like this? It's okay, didn't we have a backup plan before we came here?"
"Even if you can't get in, you can still sell things outside. In this way, you can find a way to get a list of people who come to participate in the promotion meeting. This shouldn't be difficult, right?"
"This should be possible, I'll think of a way." Wu Jianjun said.
"Then go quickly!"
Zhao Shanhe handed Wu Jianjun two boxes of cigarettes and whispered: "Don't be reluctant to spend money. You have to spend money at this time. If you are reluctant to bear children, you will not be able to trap the wolf."
"clear!"
Wu Jianjun gritted his teeth and turned around, then got back into the crowd.
"Fortunately I have a plan B!"
Zhao Shanhe didn't mean to be downcast, but still had high morale.
Because he knows that in this era of scarcity, as long as he brings out his popsicles, as long as the other party is a discerning businessman, he will definitely be able to impress the other party.
How can a businessman not make a profit?
With such a profitable product, who can not be tempted?
Thinking of this, Zhao Shanhe pricked up his ears and listened to the conversations of the group of people around him. Every piece of news spoken here was first-hand and cannot be ignored.
"Brother Shanhe!"
Just as Zhao Shanhe was carefully sifting through the news, a surprised shout suddenly came to his ears. He turned his head suddenly and was slightly startled when he saw who was calling him.
Why is it her?
What appeared in front of Zhao Shanhe was Du Ruoqing, a regular customer who used to come to buy shaved ice.
Since she comes here to buy things almost every day, the two of them have become friends.
It's just that the person accompanying Du Ruoqing at this time is not Chen Haiquan, but a middle-aged man.
This man was wearing a white shirt, black pants, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses, standard official wear.
He didn't seem to expect that Du Ruoqing next to him would meet someone he knew here. After being slightly surprised, he looked over with wary eyes.