Chapter 558: Two Colas Complete Layout

March 30, 1993, Lunar March 8, Tuesday!

In Chongqing, Tianfu Cola is holding a press conference. However, this press conference of theirs is not for clout-chasing, but a signing ceremony for their partnership with Pepsi.

Born in the seventies, Tianfu Cola's sales were very hot in the southwest market. It once occupied 7% of the Chinese cola market share, and possessed 108 bottling small factories across the country, which could be said to have beaten the two colas.

But today, the controlling stake of Tianfu Cola was sold cheaply to Pepsi for 30,000.

A reporter in his thirties looked up at the sky, his face full of desolation, then sighed, and when the press conference ended, specifically put a can of Tianfu Cola in his bag.

"I'll take a can back as a souvenir."

The most heartbreaking and helpless thing was that the cooperation between Tianfu and Pepsi, people with discerning eyes understood what was going on, but they were powerless. ……

These past few days, every time Zhou Andong arrived at the office, the first thing he did was read the newspaper, and he would read it for half a day, looking happy every day.

But today he saw a different report, which was that Tianfu Cola had been sold to Pepsi. He put down the newspaper and was silent for a long time.

The signing between Tianfu and Pepsi should have been in January 1994. He didn't expect it to be eight or nine months early. It seemed it was because of his appearance that the other side accelerated the pace of acquisition.

Soon, these domestic soda brands would collapse across the board, losing even their names, and handing over their original production capacity and sales networks to the two colas.

He didn't know how to describe his current mood, helpless and somewhat proud. What's helpless is that the fall of Tianfu Cola proves that the layout of the two colas in the country has been completed.

Of the eight major beverage factories, seven were acquired, and the remaining one was no longer a concern for the two colas.

What's proud is that because of his Zhou Andong's interference, the two colas accelerated the pace of acquisition, which also shows that the two colas still attach great importance to him, this opponent.

Zhou Andong stood up and walked to the window, discovering that outside, at some point, it had started to drizzle.

The trucks pulling liquor at the factory gate were still queuing in a long line. These past few days, because of grabbing goods, quite a few quarrels had occurred.

Zhou Andong's thoughts floated in the air for a while, then came back.

The layout of the two colas is complete, they will have actions soon, right? Or rather, on April 1st, they will collide with me face to face.

Zhou Andong supported the windowsill with both hands, his face pressed against the window, like a child who hadn't grown up,

Then let's bump heads and see whose skull is harder.

Thinking this, Zhou Andong pursed his lips, kissed his own reflection on the glass, and then muttered quite shamelessly.

"Genius Zhou, you're being taken so seriously by such a powerful enemy; I don't know if I should be happy or worried. What a mess!"

Then he winked at his reflection in the glass again: "Right now, the name Zhou Andong is hot. Genius Zhou, shouldn't you do something?"

"Ha!" This guy, like a mental patient, talked to his reflection in the glass, laughed, then turned and sat down at his desk, picked up a pen and a sheet of paper, and began writing furiously.

In less than an hour, a two-to-three-thousand-word article was finished in one go. He picked it up and flicked it with his finger with a 'pop'.

He picked up the phone, called the factory office, had someone come over, faxed this article to Hearing Guan Shengjie, and then called Hearing Guan Shengjie again to tell him to keep an eye out for it.

Hearing Guan Shengjie attached great importance to the manuscript Zhou Andong gave him. After receiving the call, he went to the fax room to wait. When he heard the fax machine squeaking, he hurried over.

When the fax finished, he picked it up and took a look. His eyes widened, and he stood there reading it over and over again, finally smacking his lips.

"This kid's writing style is still as sharp as ever, but this manuscript..."

Hearing Guan Shengjie shook his head. He wasn't sure if it could be published. Because the content, well, really clashed with the current general environment.