Chapter 716

"I disagree!"

The guy with golden-brown hair sitting opposite Lanse spoke out directly in opposition, and his eyes looking at Lanse were very unfriendly.

The appearance of Golden Lion Liquor is actually plundering the market of Gold Standard Liquor, with their almost identical liquor bottles, although there are differences, the labels look almost the same at first glance.

Although Golden Lion Liquor is currently only spreading and occupying the market in Liklai State and surrounding areas, it is very difficult for Gold Standard Liquor to counterattack the market occupied by Golden Lion Liquor.

Because the channels are completely held in Lanse's hands, it is already impossible for them to reopen the channels and send their own liquor to the sales terminal.

At least before the end of the Prohibition Act, it is impossible.

They cannot resell Gold Standard Liquor to the market embraced by Lanse; he believes that as long as they do so, Lanse will definitely report them.

But conversely, he still cannot report Lanse, because he also wants to sell this liquor to the ordinary market.

If he reported Lanse, would Lanse also report him?

In short, this is a very bad situation; Lanse shouting out the two hundred million liquor market in New Jincheng is equivalent to cutting meat from them!

It hurts so much that he can't sleep!

Now Lanse still wants to be the rotating chairman of the industry committee?

He sneered and asked, did you ask me?

In short, no matter what, he disagrees.

Mr. Joseph at this time is like a dog raised by Lanse; without waiting for Lanse to have any reaction, he rushed out to bite, "Mr. Lanse is the initiator and promoter of the plan; he has huge help for us to return to the market."

"And although Mr. Lanse is young, I have talked to him, and his wise conversation and words have convinced me. Do you understand what I mean?"

"You cannot just treat him as a young man; he has an excellent brain, and he will make us develop more smoothly!"

"No matter how you decide, anyway, I firmly support Mr. Lanse to serve as the first rotating chairman."

Someone next to him immediately followed up and said, "I also support Mr. Lanse to be the rotating chairman."

There were four or five people supporting Lanse, plus Lanse himself, and it looked like he actually had nearly half of the supporters.

How could the guy from Gold Standard Liquor allow such a thing to happen? Although everyone is not clear about what this industry committee will do, it must be a committee with huge influence on the future liquor industry.

Don't look at the fact that the chairmen are rotating, as if everyone has a chance; in fact, not everyone here has a chance to sit in that position.

If Lanse sits up first, the chance for him to sit up later will become smaller.

Similarly, if he sits up first, the difficulty for Lanse to "usurp the throne" will increase.

This is absolutely not something to concede!

Lanse lit a cigarette, "You only said opposition, but didn't say why you oppose it. I don't know how I should address you?"

"Richard."

Someone said.

"Mr. Richard, you have great hostility toward me."

People in the room watched the two of them like watching a show. Mr. Richard squinted at him, "You stole our market with despicable means, and you still expect me to smile and support you?"

Someone made a confused sound; not all liquor is sold to Liklai State, after all, that side is a bit far from the liquor factories in the north.

In the period when liquor profits were not outrageous in the past, the freight was enough to make them unable to compete with local liquor in the south, so they were not clear about these things.

However, some people knew, and after they explained simply, the eyes of these people looking at Lanse and Richard changed subtly.

On one hand, they marveled at how fucking bold Lanse is; the Prohibition Act has already been issued, and he is still frantically brewing and selling liquor to the market. Is he really not afraid of death?

On the other hand, they didn't expect that the main market of Gold Standard Liquor was actually hollowed out by Lanse.

The main market of Gold Standard Liquor is in the south, and their market was taken away by Lanse by at least one-third, and the key is the one-third with the strongest consumption power, so there must be irreconcilable contradictions between the two sides.

Hearing this, people began to look forward to their performance later; this kind of good show is not something you can see at any time.

Mr. Rao actually didn't know much about what happened specifically inside. Now listening to those people "popularize" it, he realized that there were indeed irreconcilable contradictions between the two sides.

He frowned imperceptibly.

Behind Lanse is the small group of Senator Cleveland; they were already in the rising stage, and now they have mastered huge wealth in their hands.

Wealth is a resource; for these top politicians, with the blessing of power, money has become an omnipotent thing; it can solve all problems.

There have been some discussions in Congress; some people think that the small group of Senator Cleveland may consider promoting the next presidential election.

After all, they are not short of money now; spending tens of millions to try to promote a president to take office will have huge benefits for them.

Whether it is the president cooperating with the senator or the senator cooperating with the president, the person who masters the initiative can always get more benefits and supreme power!

From Mr. Rao's perspective, he hopes more that Lanse can really win the rotating chairman of the committee, so that he can also get some face on the side of Senator Cleveland.

He squinted at Mr. Richard, with a trace of disgust in the depths of his eyes.

The emotions of old federal men are just so direct; you do things unfavorable to me, and I hate you.

Lanse completely denied Richard's accusation, "When my liquor appeared on the market, the market was blank."

"Did you carve your name on the liquor sales channels in New Jincheng?"

"Why, you don't sell it yourself, and you don't allow others to sell it?"

"If I were you, I wouldn't say that; you only make people feel that you are childish and ridiculous."

"You are no longer a child, and there is nothing that must belong to you; you can fight for the things you lost through competition, instead of crying and calling for mom!"

Mr. Richard was flushed with anger after being scolded; when has he ever suffered such anger in his life?

Whether it was when he was a child, or when he grew up a bit, in his youth, or even older until now, even if someone was not so friendly to him, they would not be so direct.

"Your liquor bottles and labels are imitating our products; you opened the market by counterfeiting our products!"

Facing Mr. Richard, who was already speaking without thinking, Lanse tapped the table with his hand, "Go sue me, city court, circuit court, federal supreme court, go sue me."

"If you can win the lawsuit, how much money it should be, I will compensate you how much money."

"You can also compete with me; you lower the price of liquor, and I don't believe those alcoholics will choose more expensive products instead of choosing cheaper ones!"

In the final analysis, the price of Gold Standard Liquor is relatively high; they are not unable to lower it, but the board of directors, the shareholders, may not agree. Mr. Rao saw that the two were no longer arguing, so he interjected, "The election of the rotating chairman of the committee is not for you to elect now; you still have a few days."

"So you can consider it first, or you can canvass for votes; we are very democratic and free, you have one week."

"Then does anyone else have other thoughts and suggestions?"

People began to discuss enthusiastically again, only Lanse and Mr. Richard were silent.

During the period, Mr. Joseph also met Lanse's gaze many times, showing a kind smile, looking as if he was really doing it for Lanse's good.

Originally, Mr. Rao meant for everyone to have a meal together at noon, and then take a photo to commemorate it; maybe one day his back could use this photo.

Because Mr. Richard refused to be in the same frame as Lanse, this plan was eventually canceled. Richard and several liquor merchants on his side left in a hurry after the meeting ended.

This made Mr. Rao a bit embarrassed and also a bit angry.

It looked like he didn't give Lanse face, but in fact, he didn't give Rao face. If Mr. Richard fell into his hands, he would definitely squeeze urine out of this bitch!

Lunch was still held, but there were not so many people, and Mr. Rao was not in the mood to say anything more; he just coped with a few sentences during lunch.

!

Everyone seemed to notice that his mood was not very good now, and no one took the initiative to chat lively.

After eating, everyone said goodbye.

When Lanse left, he happened to be with Joseph, or rather, Joseph should have deliberately waited for Lanse, and he deliberately let the driver park the car on the side of the road, letting Lanse go first.

Looking at the smiling face behind the car window, Lanse also smiled just as happily.

This dog thing.

Regarding why Mr. Joseph wanted to dig a hole for himself as soon as they met, he had some guesses.

He can be sure that Mr. Joseph also has some grudges with Mr. Richard; he doesn't want Richard to become the rotating chairman, so his own days will not be so easy.

But letting him directly confront a liquor merchant like Gold Standard Liquor, which has a certain status in the Federation, he himself may not be willing to take such a big risk.

From a certain perspective, they are actually on the same level; because of the Prohibition Act, they have not sold liquor to the outside world until now, and the market share has dried up.

If they started a price war, it would be no good for either of them, so Mr. Joseph found an opponent for Gold Standard Liquor.

As for whether Lanse would notice this and whether he would have disgust for him, he actually didn't care much.

Anyway, there are not many opportunities to meet, and even if Lanse wants to find trouble with him, he must first solve Mr. Richard and the Gold Standard Liquor behind him.

He actually didn't think from the bottom of his heart that they could "kill" each other, and it is very likely that neither of them would become the rotating chairman. As long as this point is achieved, he is satisfied!

But he ignored one thing, or Lanse's performance was so good that people subconsciously forgot that Lanse White is not a pure businessman; he is also a gang leader!

Politicians and capitalists will often present facts and reason with you, but gangs don't need to!

When returning to the hotel in the afternoon, Tang Mu had been waiting for a while.

"I thought you would be back before lunch," Tang Mu shrugged, "so I put my bill on your account."

Lanse walked to his side with a smile; now the two sides are already friends, and there is no formal social etiquette like shaking hands between friends.

"These are all small things; Mr. Rao is very enthusiastic, and he has already spoken; I can't refuse his invitation, right?"

"And this is our first meeting; it's not very good to refuse others the first time."

Some people are particular about this and take the first time very seriously; if they were refused the first time, they might think Lanse has an opinion on them.

While walking with him, Tang Mu handed over the sealed file bag in his handbag, "Before you hand it to the Department of Defense, don't open it."

Lanse glanced at the document in his hand, which was sealed very tightly. Tang Mu thought he read his confusion, "Because of the problem of the 'Procurement Law', this bidding is actually open to some companies in the industry."

"Of course, you don't have to worry that they will affect the final result, because the result has already been decided."

"Doing this is just to... you know, we legislate, and we also abide by the law."

He explained it very forcibly, although there was indeed no big problem in terms of word order and the content he expressed.

Lanse nodded and said, "I understand, fair, just, and open."

Tang Mu's footsteps paused, and then he chased Lanse one step closer, "You summarized it very well; you often give me some surprises, Lanse!"

Fair, just, and open, placed alone, it doesn't make people feel surprised at all, just like those... sexy clothes.

It stays in the window for a lifetime, and you won't feel how attractive it is until it is worn on someone!

These words are very short and also very powerful, very suitable for use in some speeches; he will remember it and use it in his manuscript one day.

When they arrived at the elevator entrance, Tang Mu stopped there, "I won't go up with you; don't forget to go to the Department of Defense at three o'clock in the afternoon!"

Lanse nodded and didn't forcibly ask Tang Mu to go up and sit; there was no need for that.

He returned to his room to rest for a while, and Tang Mu even called him specifically at 2:20.

From his hotel to the Department of Defense, forty minutes is enough.

At 2:45, Lanse's car was released after inspection and allowed to enter the parking lot of the Department of Defense.

At 2:50, he appeared in the lobby on the first floor of the Department of Defense, and under the guidance of the staff, walked toward the multi-functional conference room on the same floor.

On the way, many military personnel showed curious expressions toward Lanse; twenty-three years old, still a very young age, plus his handsomeness, some people even thought he was some star, coming to participate in the recruitment that the Department of Defense is continuously promoting.

Some people suggested that they should spend money to hire stars to make advertisements for them, take posters, and attract more young people to join the army; this plan was adopted.

(End of chapter)