Chapter 619

Vicky crossed her arms and paced back and forth on the spot, her high heels stepping on the hard ground, making a crisp clicking sound.

"He is a lunatic, we cannot be crazy with him, everyone speak, how should we respond?"

No one spoke; except for price reduction, they didn't know what other ways there were to respond.

At this time, Pepsi was competing with Coke for the overseas market, but the promotional efforts were not as great as in the China region.

The conference room suddenly fell into a deathly silence; Vicky stood behind the chair, supporting the back of the chair with both hands, leaning forward, the two big balls on her chest desperately falling down, as if they really wanted to go down and stroll around.

"Is there no way at all?" Vicky swept around, her voice already carrying dissatisfaction, quite oppressive.

"Boss!" The middle-aged man said: "I have an idea."

Vicky looked over: "Go ahead!"

The middle-aged man said: "We can engage in prize sales."

"Prize sales?" Vicky became interested, "Continue."

The middle-aged man said: "We can launch five hundred million or one billion bottles of cola, and print serial numbers inside the bottle caps. Let consumers keep the bottle caps and hold a public lottery once a month or once a quarter.

The first prize can be a bicycle, the second prize can be an electric fan, and so on, we can set up more prizes."

Vicky's eyes lit up, she nodded appreciatively at the middle-aged man, and then looked at the others: "Do you have any ideas?"

"Prize sales, this suggestion is very good, but it is very difficult to operate." Sara pondered for a moment, "What about the cola already on the market, and holding a lottery once a month or once a quarter.

Putting hundreds of millions or billions of bottles of beverages with serial numbers on the market, how to accurately record the serial numbers sold?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "As long as our Pepsi reduces the price, a sales climax will definitely appear, and in one month, the inventory on the market can be digested.

As for how to accurately count the serial numbers, this is very simple. Just leave it to the retailers to record, sell a bottle, record it, and hand it over to the headquarters at the end of the month for statistics, and then hold a lottery.

As for how to hold the lottery, what form to use, this needs to gather wisdom, and everyone needs to study it together."

"Clap clap clap..."

Vicky applauded, and immediately after, applause sounded warmly in the conference room.

Vicky looked at the middle-aged man and said: "I need a detailed plan."

The middle-aged man nodded: "Give me two days."

"Good!" Vicky said: "Announce to the outside tomorrow that Pepsi Cola is reducing its price."

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Downstairs at the Coke China headquarters conference room, Zhao Hongxing felt a splitting headache when he woke up in the morning, and his nose was blocked, so he forced himself to come to the conference room.

"Any response from headquarters?" Zhao Hongxing sat on the chair powerlessly, rubbing his temples with his fingers.

Jiang Yuping looked at Zhao Hongxing and asked with concern: "Sick?"

Zhao Hongxing waved his hand: "Cold, it's fine."

Kyle looked at Zhao Hongxing, wanting to speak but stopping, then looked at Jiang Yuping.

Jiang Yuping placed a newspaper in front of Zhao Hongxing: "Take a look."

Seeing Jiang Yuping's serious expression, Zhao Hongxing's heart skipped a beat, and he looked down at the newspaper, where a big headline almost made him pass out.

"Chinese people's own cola, Very Cola!"

Zhao Hongxing looked at it word by word, his breathing becoming heavier and heavier, his face becoming redder and redder.

Suddenly, this guy grabbed the newspaper and tore it to pieces, then threw it, and the paper scraps flew all over the sky.

"Fifteen hundred million bottles of free drinks, fifteen hundred million bottles of free drinks again, Zhou Andong, is this all the ability you have?"

Zhao Hongxing gritted his teeth: "Kyle, you didn't answer me just now, any response from headquarters?"

Kyle sighed, just about to say something when Jiang Yuping preempted: "Headquarters replied."

Zhao Hongxing cheered up: "What did they say, did they agree to increase promotional investment?"

Jiang Yuping shook her head: "Headquarters refused, requiring us to execute according to the plan."

Zhao Hongxing's eyes turned red instantly, suppressing his anger and saying: "Why, Kyle, didn't you explain the situation here clearly to headquarters?"

Kyle said: "We are competing with Pepsi for the overseas market, especially South America and Russia, which are like gold-swallowing beasts, consuming huge funds every day.

And in the Chinese market, Coke's sales are twice that of Pepsi, there is no need to increase the promotional budget."

Zhao Hongxing felt his eyes go dark, his body swayed, and he said powerlessly: "Didn't you tell those bastards that our opponent is not Pepsi, but Iced Black Tea?"

Kyle said: "I said it, but they believe that Iced Black Tea is a tea beverage, and our Coke is a carbonated beverage, and the current unfavorable situation of Coke is only temporary, and it will be fine in a short time."

"Stupid bastards!" Zhao Hongxing roared, and then his brain buzzed, he couldn't see anything in front of him, and immediately lost consciousness, sliding softly from the chair to the ground.

"Brother!" Jiang Yuping's face changed greatly, she hurriedly stood up, the chair behind her creaked and fell to one side, and she also stumbled under her feet, almost falling.

Kyle was quick-witted and supported her: "Jiang, are you okay."

"I'm fine!" Jiang Yuping walked to Zhao Hongxing's side in one step, and with the help of others, helped Zhao Hongxing up, laid him flat on the ground, and then reached out to touch his forehead.

"So hot, hurry up and call an ambulance."

A young man walked quickly to the phone and dialed a string of numbers.

More than ten minutes later, the ambulance came, and everyone scrambled to lift Zhao Hongxing onto the stretcher, and then followed out of the conference room.

Entering the elevator, there were two people inside, Vicky and Sara.

"Ms. Jiang!" Vicky didn't hide her gloating, "Is Mr. Zhao sick? It seems very serious, may God bless him."

After speaking, this woman even made a cross between the two big balls.

Kyle snorted coldly: "Vicky, you vicious woman, God will punish you."

"Ding..."

The elevator door opened slowly, Vicky smiled slightly at Kyle: "Whether God will punish me or not, I don't know, but he has already punished Zhao."

"You..." Jiang Yuping's face was livid, and she was so angry she couldn't speak.

Vicky left the elevator, looked back at them, chuckled, and walked toward the main gate.

"Fucking!" Kyle cursed fiercely.

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The launch of Very Cola caused a great shock. Since Laoshan Cola and Tianfu Cola were acquired, no one believed that China would have its own cola.

Some people with vision, including reporters who had attended the signing ceremony of the acquisition of Tianfu Cola, wrote articles to celebrate, enshrining Zhou Andong, this spoiler, as the savior of Chinese cola. But no one knew that the beverage market was about to usher in a bloody storm.