Chapter 724

Song Ziyi was so excited that he didn't even have time to eat the dishes brought by the waiter, frequently toasting Zhao Hongxing.

In his heart, he not only wanted to use the Yugong Group to support the Song family but also wanted to cannibalize the Yugong Group and finally completely master the Yugong Group in his own hands.

However, to successfully implement this plan, the prerequisite was to pursue Zhou Andong's sister. Otherwise, any plan would be nonsense.

"Brother Zhao, when are you returning to the country?"

Zhao Hongxing said: "The 5th!"

"Let's go back together." Song Ziyi didn't eat anymore, "I'm going home to prepare right now."

"Okay!" Zhao Hongxing picked up his knife and fork and cut a piece of steak, "Go ahead, I'll call you then."

Song Ziyi left excitedly, Zhao Hongxing looked up, a smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

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At Coca-Cola's China headquarters, in the conference room, the expressions on everyone's faces were very serious.

Jiang Yuping looked at the newspaper in front of her, but her eyes had no focus, and her brain was buzzing.

"General Manager Jiang!"

The young man called out softly. Jiang Yuping came back to her senses, shook her head, and said with a dry throat.

"The headquarters increased the marketing budget by five million US dollars, but it's still not enough."

She really felt desperate; the investment in this prize-winning sale by Very Cola would be at least eighty or ninety million, or even over one hundred million.

Zhou Andong was truly crazy; how could those high-level executives at the brewery agree? Were they crazy too?

A middle-aged man said in a heavy tone: "Notify Zhao Zong; we must increase the budget, otherwise we are really finished."

Kyle cursed angrily: "Damn bastard, God is truly too merciful."

The young man said: "Notify Zhao Zong; we can't wait any longer."

Jiang Yuping waved her hand powerlessly: "Go, notify him, do your best to persuade those directors, otherwise I can guarantee that within a year, Coca-Cola will be forced to withdraw from China."

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Pepsi China headquarters!

Bang bang bang...

The door to Vicky's office was knocked heavily.

"Come in!" Vicky frowned.

The door creaked open, and Sarah walked in with a stack of newspapers, her expression serious.

"Boss!"

Vicky looked at the stack of newspapers Sarah was holding, her eyelids twitching wildly, and a very bad feeling suddenly surged in her heart.

She was an expert on China and her Chinese was very good. If you didn't look at her face and just listened to her speak, you wouldn't be able to tell she was a foreigner at all.

However, although her subordinates could also speak Chinese, it was limited to daily communication; reading Chinese newspapers was like reading a heavenly book.

Therefore, as long as Sarah bought Chinese newspapers, something must have happened.

Sure enough, Sarah put the newspapers in front of her: "Very Cola has started a prize-winning sales promotion."

Vicky picked up a newspaper, and when she saw the prizes, her face changed drastically.

"Fuck you!" Vicky angrily tore the newspaper to shreds.

If Very Cola's prizes were about the same as Pepsi's, even if they were a little higher, she wouldn't be this angry.

The first prize was actually a Santana sedan; it was simply crazy. Especially the seventh and eighth prizes, which were actually the first and second prizes they had set; how could she not be angry?

Sarah also felt a chill down her spine: "What worries me most is that Very Cola is drawing prizes once a quarter."

Vicky panted heavily, the two large balls on her chest bouncing up and down.

"Convene a meeting immediately."

"Okay!" Sarah walked out quickly, but there was a pessimistic mood in her heart.

Pepsi's activities had already started, and neither the prizes nor the draw rules could be changed anymore.

She really didn't know what other way there was to save the situation.

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Zhao Hongxing finished his meal very leisurely, left the restaurant, and got into the car.

"Back to the hotel!"

"Past events have become clouds and smoke, dissipating before each other's eyes, even after saying goodbye, I can't see your sorrow..."

This guy was in a very good mood, closing his eyes, patting his legs with his hands, keeping the beat, and humming a song.

If you listened carefully, this guy actually sang quite well and wasn't off-key.

Soon they arrived at the hotel, and just as he entered the room, he heard the harsh ringing of the telephone.

He walked over quickly, grabbed the phone, and a man's voice came from the receiver.

"Zhao Zong, the marketing budget of five million US dollars is not very sufficient."

Zhao Hongxing laughed out loud: "I just went to headquarters again and dug another two million US dollars out of the pockets of those director masters."

Obviously, the other party breathed a sigh of relief: "Seven million US dollars, although still a bit less, can barely cope."

"?" Zhao Hongxing frowned, "Did something go wrong?"

The other party said: "Very Cola has joined the prize-winning sales promotion; the first prize is a Santana sedan, the second prize is a motorcycle, and the third prize is a color TV."

"And it's a draw once a quarter. We made a rough calculation; Very Cola's investment in prizes alone must exceed seventy or eighty million. Plus the publicity and later activity expenses, the invested capital exceeds one hundred million."

The hand holding the phone began to tremble, and a murderous look flashed in Zhao Hongxing's eyes.

"I know!"

Zhao Hongxing slammed the phone down heavily and kicked the bedside table, making a loud bang.

"Zhou Andong, if you don't let me have a good time, don't think about having a good time either."

After throwing a tantrum, Zhao Hongxing turned and walked out, left the hotel, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for headquarters.

He had to increase the budget; he had to have a head-on confrontation with Zhou Andong, otherwise, he would be suffocated to death; that feeling was too damn uncomfortable.

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Beijing, Beijing Normal University, Jiang Yuyue was dragged by her roommates to a small shop, and then she was dumbfounded—it was full of people, and the queue stretched for hundreds of meters.

Immediately after, she saw a male student come out holding a box of Very Cola.

Liu Rui opened her mouth wide: "This is too exaggerated."

Just as her voice fell, another male student came out holding three boxes of cola.

Jiang Yuyue laughed: "Let's go to the cafeteria and see."

Ma Xiaotong sighed and said: "There must be a lot of people in the cafeteria too."

"Let's go!" Jiang Yuyue waved her hand, "Let's go outside and see; it's impossible that every small shop has a queue."

Several people nodded: "Right, we should be able to buy it outside."

Ma Xiaotong sighed and said: "Can I not go?"

"No!" Liu Rui pulled her, "We all have to buy it. One is to support Zhou Andong, and two, what if we win a prize? We don't need to win a Santana or a motorcycle; a color TV is fine too."

"It's not that easy to win."

Ma Xiaotong had gained weight again, so she was too lazy to walk, but being pulled by Liu Rui, she shuffled forward step by step.

After leaving the school gate, a middle-aged couple passed by them.

The man looked hopeless: "Very Cola is selling like crazy; we've been to a dozen places, and they're all queuing. I guess it's hopeless today; let's wait a few days for this heat to pass before buying."

The woman said with full energy: "Let's walk a bit more and see. I feel that the first batch released should have a higher winning rate."

The man gave a bitter smile and followed his wife, walking forward quickly.

Jiang Yuyue and the others went around in a circle and were dumbfounded; no matter which small shop it was, as long as they sold Very Cola, there were long queues.