Chapter 26: Zhou Andong's calculation

Jiang Yuyue said: "This time their factory reform, it was led by him and their factory Party Secretary."

Jiang Zhengmin's brain was not enough: "You mean, this distillery reform was led by him and their factory Party Secretary?"

Jiang Yuyue looked at her father's cute and confused look, her heart was happy: "Right, and the reform plan was planned by my brother-in-law."

Jiang Zhengmin opened his mouth slightly, after a long while, he said: "You believe it?"

"I believe it!" Jiang Yuyue said decisively, "Brother-in-law is very amazing, very talented."

Jiang Zhengmin smiled: "I don't believe it. If he really had ability, why would he still be an ordinary worker for so many years."

Jiang Yuyue: "That's because there was no stage for him to display his talent before. As long as there is an opportunity, he can be radiant."

Jiang Zhengmin frowned slightly. Jiang Yuyue came today, not only did not dispel his doubts, but made him even more worried. Because whenever Zhou Andong was mentioned, Jiang Yuyue's expression and tone were exactly like her sister Jiang Yuping's back then.

But he was different from his wife. Even if he was worried, he wouldn't show it, and he wouldn't forcefully intervene in Jiang Yuyue's life and feelings. Because he believed in his own vision of people, Zhou Andong was just bright on the surface. Didn't his eldest daughter Jiang Yuping get cheated by him like this back then? After several years of marriage, she finally saw clearly what kind of goods Zhou Andong was, and resolutely divorced.

However, he also had to admire this former son-in-law Zhou Andong. Don't know how he fooled the distillery's Party Secretary into carrying out reform. It's just that he looked at the liquor in his hand, really treating the common people as idiots? Getting a good-looking package, writing the two words ***, and being able to sell the liquor, he didn't believe it.

So although he was worried, he wasn't as anxious as his wife. Because this so-called reform looked more like a child's play. In his thinking, it was fundamentally impossible to succeed. After failure, Jiang Yuyue would see Zhou Andong's true face, not as excellent as she imagined, and naturally, she would stay away.

"Alright, whatever you say." Jiang Zhengmin put the liquor on the coffee table.

Jiang Yuyue picked up the liquor: "This liquor is called Red Dragon VIP. See this seal? The one with the seal is *** liquor, it won't circulate on the market. What will be sold on the market in the future are ordinary models without seals."

Jiang Zhengmin said: "Since it's so good, you take it to give to people."

Jiang Yuyue smiled and said: "You really let me take it to give to people, won't you regret it?"

Jiang Zhengmin snorted: "Changed to a good-looking package, isn't what's inside still Big Gaoliang?"

Jiang Yuyue nodded, found a big bag in the office, put the liquor in: "Then I will really take it to give to people."

Jiang Zhengmin waved his hand: "Take it, hurry up and take it."

"Good!" Jiang Yuyue kicked the box containing the calendar, "These one hundred calendars are for you, give them to bank employees as benefits."

"I'm leaving!" Jiang Yuyue carried the liquor and left.

Jiang Zhengmin took down the calendar he had just hung on the wall a few days ago, replaced it with Jiang Yuyue's, and then stood with his hands behind his back, looking at his daughter on the calendar, his face full of smiles. He was not the kind of pedantic person. As long as Jiang Yuyue wasn't wearing a swimsuit or some revealing clothes to take calendar photos, he still supported it relatively.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The office door was knocked, Jiang Zhengmin said: "Come in!"

The door was pushed open from the outside, and the Credit Department Director walked in: "President!"

Jiang Zhengmin said: "Old Zheng, sit!"

Zheng Bingyan said: "What's so good about the calendar... eh, this is Yuyue?"

Jiang Zhengmin smiled, and very proudly: "Old Zheng, how is it, my old daughter is beautiful, right."

Zheng Bingyan nodded: "Yuyue is indeed beautiful, more beautiful than her sister. But what's the situation, taking calendar photos for advertising? Jiangzhou Jiangzhou Yugong Liquor, why don't I know that our Jiangzhou has this brand of liquor?"

Jiang Zhengmin smiled: "Jiangzhou Distillery reform, looking for Yuyue to be the spokesperson for advertising. This Jiangzhou Jiangzhou Yugong Liquor is a new product they brought out. I estimate, it's just getting a good-looking package, inside is still Big Gaoliang."

Zheng Bingyan said happily: "What Big Gaoliang or not Big Gaoliang, looking for our Yuyue to be the spokesperson for advertising, I must support it, buy two bottles home to drink."

Jiang Zhengmin smiled and didn't say anything: "There are quite a few calendars in the box over there, you take a few, give them to the people in your section, just treat it as benefits."

In less than an hour, all the staff of the branch bank received the calendar.

"This is Jiang Yuyue?"

"Let me see, oh my, it really is."

"I saw her just now, chatted for a while, she didn't say anything about the calendar."

"Is this advertising for liquor?"

"Right, I heard from the Credit Department, Yuyue is indeed advertising for the new liquor brought out by our Jiangzhou Distillery."

"Oh my, then must support it."

"It's just that this liquor is not cheap, you guys look here, the price is printed, eight."

"Eight is eight, New Year is coming soon, visiting relatives and sending gifts, buying what liquor is not buying."

"Also right!"

Zhou Andong looking for Jiang Yuyue to take calendar photos for advertising, didn't have good intentions from the beginning. This guy just wanted to use Jiang Zhengmin's influence in the banking system to bring a wave of sales to the liquor. After all, it's liquor advertised by the bank president's daughter. If you don't buy two bottles to support it, it's not very good.

It's just that this flashy operation of Zhou Andong brought sales from the banking system, which even he didn't expect.

Jiang Zhengmin couldn't imagine that one day he would be calculated by Zhou Andong, but didn't see any clues. And Jiang Yuyue, that silly girl, was sold by Zhou Andong, and was still counting money for Zhou Andong silly.

Provincial capital, Fengjing City, Huang Shanhe parked the car in front of a small hotel. A group of people first went through the check-in procedures, and then moved the calendar and liquor to the room.

Huang Shanhe took out cigarettes, lit one for everyone: "Brothers, wish you complete the task early, I'll wait for your triumphant return at the hotel."

Seven people, each holding more than ten calendars, walked away, but didn't take the liquor, because they knew clearly in their hearts that wanting to sell the liquor wouldn't be so easy. Better to sell the calendar first, and see the situation before saying anything.

Wu Cheng, with more than ten calendars rolled up under his arm, wandered around on the street. This kid didn't look for big stores like others, nor did he go to the market, but looked for those private stores or small shops that were not big. After all, it was the provincial capital. Since the reform and opening up, private enterprises have emerged, from tacit approval, recognition to being encouraged. And against this background, individual households have also sprung up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Aimin Store, Wu Cheng looked up at the plaque and stepped in. This was a non-staple food store, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, rice, flour, everything.

The boss was a short man in his forties, with a mustache, wearing a forward cap, sitting by the stove, holding a water pipe and puffing out clouds and fog.

"Buying something?" The boss glanced at Wu Cheng.

Wu Cheng shook his head: "I'm not buying anything."

The boss said dissatisfiedly: "Not buying, what are you coming in for?"

Wu Cheng looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "I have a few calendars, boss, do you want them?"

The boss was stunned. Six yuan a copy? He hadn't thought about it, entering some calendars and New Year pictures to sell before the New Year, but the purchase price was too high, especially the calendar. The quality was not very good, the purchase price was seven or eight yuan, the quality was good, it was more than ten yuan, or even twenty. He was a non-staple food store, what if he couldn't sell them? This thing is not white vinegar or soy sauce, it doesn't have a shelf life, and it can be stored for a year or two. Calendars can't, it's just a month or so before the New Year. If it can't be sold after it passes, it can only be treated as waste.