Chapter 1792

In Anqiu Hutong, Zhou Andong, Zhang Zuo, and Tang Lin were squatting at the entrance, smoking cigarettes without any regard for their image, while Wan Peng was also joining in the fun on the side.

"Let me tell you, Dongzi."

Zhang Zuo held a cigarette in his hand, waving it back and forth with a very imposing manner, but his tone and expression proved that this kid was already so puffed up he couldn't find north.

"When I saw the news that the exploded TV was actually a prize won from Coca-Cola, I knew the opportunity had come."

"Then I ran to the hospital myself to visit the injured, and unexpectedly, I ran into several more victims who had the same experience."

"I made a prompt decision to round them up, have them contact more victims, and protest at the Coca-Cola headquarters this morning."

"Hehehe..."

Speaking of this, this guy let out a series of laughs.

"I also found a lot of reporters to hide in the crowd; this time, it's enough to give Coca-Cola a headache."

Tang Lin pondered and said: "Coca-Cola won't let this matter be reported; they will definitely do public relations with the media."

"Fuck!"

Zhang Zuo cursed: "I'd like to see who the hell dares to treat my words as wind in their ears, wanting money more than their lives."

Zhou Andong smiled and took a puff of his cigarette: "We just want to give Coca-Cola a beating, but Pepsi has always wanted to kill Coca-Cola."

"So, with such a big melon from Coca-Cola, Pepsi definitely won't just watch; they will definitely jump in and take a bite. This is much sweeter than drinking their own Pepsi."

"I say, Dongzi, why do I see you being so passive?"

Zhang Zuo pointed at Zhou Andong with the hand holding the cigarette.

"This won't do. We have to pursue the victory and hit them with one stick..."

"Smack!"

Zhou Andong raised his hand and slapped Zhang Zuo on the head, causing the guy's body to sway, and the cigarette he was holding fell to the ground.

"Hahahaha..."

Tang Lin couldn't help but laugh out loud. This kid Zhang Zuo was really puffed up today, calling him "Dongzi" every other word.

Especially that smug look on his face; he felt sick just looking at it and really wanted to go up and slap this bastard.

Now that this bastard had been slapped by Zhou Andong, he finally felt refreshed.

"Fuck!" Zhang Zuo covered his head and waited for Zhou Andong: "Zhou Dongzi, you..."

Before he could finish, he saw Zhou Andong raise his hand again, and the angry expression on this guy's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a fawning smile.

"Dong Ge, what I meant was, while they're sick, take their lives. Since Pepsi is going to jump in and eat this melon, we can't just watch, right?"

After speaking, this guy even gave Zhou Andong a silly grin.

Wan Peng looked at Zhang Zuo, dumbfounded, and began to doubt life; how could there be someone even more shameless than him in this world?

"Since this melon is so sweet, of course we can't just watch."

Zhou Andong pondered for a moment, and just as he was about to continue, he saw a small figure run out and throw herself at him.

Zhou Andong hurriedly opened his arms and scooped the little girl into his arms.

"Daddy, eat food!"

"Okay!" Zhou Andong stood up holding the little girl: "Let's go, let's go eat."

After finishing lunch, Tang Lin and Zhang Zuo left, and Jian Qiu took Yang Mei and Wan Peng to tour the courtyard.

Zhou Andong was on the phone in the study: "Man Lao, is our prize-winning sales promotion entering its final quarter?"

"Yes!" Man Hongshan said: "I was just thinking about whether to continue the prize-winning sales activity. Although the investment in prizes is very large, the sales of 'Very Cola' are also climbing very fast; overall, there is still a profit."

"Prize-winning sales cannot continue forever."

Zhou Andong sat there, his fingers tapping lightly on the sofa armrest.

"Prize-winning sales have both advantages and disadvantages, but doing it long-term is more harmful than beneficial to the long-term development of the enterprise."

Man Hongshan hesitated and said: "If we don't do prize-winning sales, the sales of 'Very Cola' will definitely decline."

"A decline is normal," Zhou Andong said with a smile: "However, for the last lottery, we can make it bigger and double the prizes."

"The grand prize, the Santana sedan, will be increased from two to four per province, and the other prizes will be the same."

"You will hold a press conference tomorrow, and we will announce the manufacturers and brands of our prizes."

Man Hongshan was stunned: "Why announce the manufacturers and brands?"

Zhou Andong stood up and told him about Coca-Cola's car crash.

"At a time like this, if we don't beat a dog that's fallen into the water, we'd be failing our own conscience."

Man Hongshan laughed excitedly: "Truly, those who court disaster will not survive."

Zhou Andong continued: "Remember, when you hold the press conference, you must severely criticize Coca-Cola's behavior of fraud and harming consumers, and completely detonate public opinion."

"If anyone puts pressure on you, no matter who they are, tell them to come find me."

"Understood!" Man Hongshan said spiritedly: "After the prize-winning sales end, what should our next step be?"

Zhou Andong sighed in his heart; now the heads of each factory had developed a psychological dependence on him, and this was absolutely not okay.

"Study this matter yourselves, and give it to me after you have a plan."

"Alright!" Man Hongshan agreed.

"That's it then."

Zhou Andong hung up the phone and then dialed another one to Jiang Yuyue.

After a long while, the other party answered, and the voice sounded very exhausted and listless.

"Hello?"

Zhou Andong frowned: "Have you been very tired lately?"

"Brother-in-law?" Jiang Yuyue's voice rose significantly, sounding much more energetic.

Zhou Andong sighed helplessly: "How many times have I told you, don't call me brother-in-law; call me brother, or just call me by my name."

Jiang Yuyue chuckled, sounding much better in mood.

"I'm just going to call you brother-in-law."

Zhou Andong was very helpless: "Tell me, what's going on."

Jiang Yuyue was silent for a while: "Someone wants to forcibly acquire Future Culture. We don't agree, and now all our work has been obstructed, including the cooperation between your uncle Zhou Xianyong and us."

Zhou Andong's eyes narrowed, and his face immediately turned cold.

"Ma Xiaotong has no way to deal with it?"

Jiang Yuyue said softly: "There is the shadow of the Ma family's rivals in this matter. And according to Uncle Ma, there is a higher-level force involved; he is also powerless now."

Zhou Andong smiled, but his smile was a bit cold. He reckoned that the fact that he was a shareholder of Future Culture was no longer a secret.

And the occurrence of this matter was definitely aimed at him.

With the little Japanese devils from Sony on the outside and unknown forces stirring up trouble on the inside, it really was being beset by troubles from within and without.

"Who wants to acquire Future Culture?"

"Kong Xinghua!" Jiang Yuyue said: "It is said that he is the boss behind the scenes of 'Heaven on Earth,' and his power is very great. At the end of last year, he beat up the deputy director of the district public security sub-bureau and even threatened to beat him every time he saw him."

"At that time, everyone thought this guy was too arrogant and believed he would go in, but unexpectedly, that guy is still unscathed to this day, as if that incident had never happened."