The richest man Yang Fei

Yang Feidao: "Director Ji, old people often say that you gain wisdom from a pitfall. After experiencing such a failure, you will be able to avoid detours in the future. I sincerely wish Qinchi Distillery a comeback! Change a trademark, change another Thoughts, but we must follow the right path!"

Factory Manager Ji stood up, stretched out his big hand, his fingers were yellowed from smoking for a long time, held Yang Fei's hand tightly, and sighed: "I misunderstood you, you are indeed here to help me! I lost money Advertisement fee, just take it as a lesson for me to spend money on it! By the way, how much do you plan to pay for the Qinchi brand? It can’t be low, brother Yang, I’m in dire straits right now!”

Chapter 808 An assortment of fakes!

Only Yang Fei knew how miserable Qin Chi would be in the future.

Owing huge debts, unable to repay.

The sales volume is declining. In one year, the sales volume is more than 4000 million, and the profit is only tens of thousands of yuan. After that, the profit will become negative.

At the most difficult time, Qinchi Distillery auctioned off the director's car and an assembled Honda sedan.

The factory was in arrears with the supplier and was unable to repay, so the defendant went to court for compulsory enforcement. In desperation, the Qinchi trademark was auctioned.

A brand that once spent hundreds of millions of dollars to compete for the top bid only sold more than 1000 million in the end.

Of course, it is impossible for Yang Fei to give too high a valuation.

"2000 million." This was Yang Fei's price.

"This?" Director Ji said with the corners of his mouth twitching with toothache, "Isn't this too low? No matter how difficult it is for Qin Chi, it's impossible to sell the brand so cheaply! Boss Yang, you are too dishonest. Don't Say 2000 million, even [-] million, not too much!"

Yang Fei said: "Director Ji, while your factory is still alive, with this 2000 million, you can quickly change the brand and fight again! Believe me, the Qinchi brand is in your hands. It has already been smashed, it is useless! It is a war horse you raised, but now it is already lame! You can’t bear it, so what can you do? Why don’t you change the horse and fight again?”

A word to wake up the dreamer!

That's right, the current Qin Chi has not been completely defeated.

With the 2000 million input from Yang Fei, Director Ji can make a comeback again!

Perhaps, this is the best and last way out?

"Please allow me to think about it." Director Ji's body softened, and he leaned back on the sofa chair, took out a cigarette by himself, and lit it with a snap.

Yang Fei was not too polite, he copied cigarettes and lighters, lit one, took a puff, and choked: "You are the majestic [-] million bid king winner, how can you smoke such cheap cigarettes?"

"The money belongs to the factory, not mine. I have mismanaged it, and I am Qin Chi's sinner. If it weren't for my inability to quit smoking, I wouldn't be able to afford this five-pack of cigarettes."

Yang Fei stubbed out the cigarette butt speechlessly, took out his own cigarette, and threw one over, "Smoke mine! Your cigarettes are too low-quality, just like your blended wine, unbearable to swallow!"

"" Director Ji once again suffered hundreds of millions of points of critical damage.

"Why don't you hold a meeting?" Yang Fei said, "Brand buying and selling is nothing more than a major event."

"Alright." Director Ji nodded slowly, "You're here, how many days do you plan to play?"

Yang Fei said, "Leave tomorrow."

Director Ji smiled wryly and said, "I understand, I will hold a meeting now."

Yang Fei smiled slightly: "I'm waiting for good news from Director Ji."

The two shook hands again.

Yang Fei walked out of the office and saw the secretary standing at the door.

"Hello, Boss Yang." The secretary bowed respectfully.

Yang Fei snorted, "Excuse me, is there anything to do nearby?"

"A mall? Or a park?"

"Anything is fine, even the vegetable market."

"Ah? Yes, there are shopping malls and vegetable markets near the factory's main entrance. The park is a little further away."

Yang Fei hummed, waved his hand, and Shi Shi ran away.

At this time, Director Ji came out and told the secretary: "Notify the company's senior management, and the meeting will be held in half an hour."

Yang Fei didn't know the content of the meeting, and he didn't want to know.

He just wants results.

At the beginning of the year, the trademark value of the Qin Chi brand was estimated at [-] million!

Such a high estimate, of course, is because of King Qin Chibiao's face.

Now, Yang Fei wants to spend a mere 2000 million, so he wants to buy the Qin Chi trademark!

It's been 80, it's no longer the [-]s!

Domestic enterprises are gradually awakening to the awareness of trademarks and brands, knowing that the most valuable thing for an enterprise is often the brand!

Will Qin Chi be willing to sell it?

And, most importantly, how long can Director Ji sit in this position?

The advertisement transfer negotiated with him has not signed any agreement, so there will be no changes, right?

This is a good move. At a price of 1 million yuan, we won the advertising rights of Biaowang for the second half of the year.

Yang Fei laid out the plan half a year in advance, and didn't close the line until today.

He and the mouse drove here, and the mouse and the car were waiting in the factory compound.

After getting into the car, Yang Fei ordered, "Go around."

The mouse responded, drove out, kept driving at a low speed, and listened to Yang Fei's order to drive where to go.

Yang Fei saw a shopping mall in front of him, so he ordered to stop and walked in.

He came to the liquor counter and looked around casually.

Seeing that Yang Fei was well-dressed, the salesperson seemed to be from a big place, and he was enthusiastic about selling.

"Comrade, take a look at our local Qinchi liquor and CCTV's Biaowang liquor. This is the best baijiu in China."

"Hehe, is that so?" Yang Fei couldn't help but smile, "Can I taste it?"

"Comrade, you are joking."

The mouse took out the money and slapped it on the counter: "Open it, give it to our boss!"

The salesperson put away the money and gave change: "If you pay the bill first, then of course you can taste it."

She helped to open the lid and brought another cup over, only to see that Yang Fei had already picked up the bottle and blew into his mouth.