Kill the game! Become a villain in a mysterious world

At the end of September, Wugang officially settled in Gujiang, and Quan Heng used the opportunity to celebrate his birthday by entertaining celebrities.

After the feast, a low-key and elegant "Qu Shui Liu Shang Banquet" was held in Lanzhuang. All the partners of Wugang were invited, as well as company bosses and people from all walks of life who were interested in cooperation.

"Boss, a guest has entered Lanzhuang."

Family office manager An Lan knocked on the door and said respectfully: "It is recommended that you arrive within ten minutes. All procedures have been arranged for you."

"I see."

Quan Heng nodded slightly and looked at Liu Shen, the boss of the mobile phone digital company who came across to ask for cooperation.

"You...why don't I come back another day." Liu Shen was embarrassed and embarrassed, "I still have too many questions to ask today."

If her mother hadn't helped Quan Heng when he was at his lowest point, how could she have received such treatment? The disparity in achievements was so disparate that it was disturbing...

"It doesn't matter, there will be no delay." Quan Heng said with a smile, "So the essence is that domestic products pursue cost performance, and your company wants to improve its brand advantage."

"Yes, we want to take the high-end route. Low profits are not friendly to employees."

Quan Heng nodded, thought a little, and spoke gently and patiently:

"I still suggest that some of your company's products continue to take the low-profit route, and the core products become high-end, and the two tracks are differentiated. There is nothing wrong with pursuing cost-effectiveness, but for merchants whose brand awareness is not high enough, cost-effectiveness itself is the best advertisement , is also the best advantage in facing brand competition.

“If you don’t have brand awareness and abandon product cost-effectiveness, you won’t be able to compete with other well-known data brands, and you won’t be able to bring social value that can impact the upper market. Only with the support of cost-effectiveness will it be easier to open up the sinking market.”

Liu Shen was not willing to accept it: "But the wages of our employees are low now. If we raise the price, we will double the profit margin..."

Quan Heng took the time to pour out the warm tea in his hand and said:

"The current economic downturn and sluggish consumption are obviously a problem of distribution. The sinking market with the greatest demand has the least money in its hands. With such an environment, how does your company plan to raise prices? Is the sinking market really going to sink after raising prices? Can it support it?

"Let's talk about profit margins again. Price increases cannot drive profits up. If profit margins double, will the income of lower-level employees double? No, the essence is that wealth is still in the pockets of a few people.

“So do what I say first and develop in a limited environment. This kind of mainstream enterprise still has to look at the environment to survive.

"I still have something to do. Someone will take you out later. Remember to say hello to Aunt Liu for me."

Quan Heng said and left.

"She came here to invest, not really to ask questions."

An Lan, who was waiting outside, immediately moved forward, pushed the wheelchair, and whispered: "From the time she started her business to now, you have been the one to help her every time, and now she is actually using employees' wages as the excuse. It has gone bad, why should you bother anymore. "

"I was just helping. Her mother was the same way back then and didn't bother to say anything." Quan Heng said,

"But she... When a small business sees capital, it wants to imitate it and become capital and pursue greater development. So it wants to learn to search for the sinking market. It doesn't want low profits and wants the effect of a big brand. It's too greedy and short-term. See you."

After all, An Lan is a confidant, and she is also the family office manager. She can see through some things, and she only dares to speak to Quan Heng if she feels deep in her heart.

“The development of capital must open the market to the outside world, and inject excess profits from the external market into the internal market to drive market development. If we only think about internal circulation, it is impossible to continue to let the upper class plunder the wallets of the sinking market.

"If the economy is driven by rising prices, just like today's real estate market, by overdrafting residents' wallets and driving economic development by high residents' debt, a lot of blood will be shed when the bubble bursts."

Quan Heng said softly, "Yes" and said calmly: "When she goes bad, someone will deal with it."

An Lan was startled for a moment, then a chill ran down his spine, and he responded in a low voice.

That's right, how could the boss be so soft-hearted?

Once the bottom line is crossed, no matter what the feelings are, there will be no way to survive.

"Oh, Boss Heng!"

Someone from a distance greeted him warmly. Quan Heng raised his eyes and smiled:

"Song Bureau, long time no see."

"It's so grand!" Song Ju looked at the water flowing from all directions, and the tea snacks placed on bamboo trays were flowing in the center of the stone table. He couldn't help but sigh, "It's still elegant."

"You are a distinguished guest, how can I neglect you." Quan Heng raised his hand, "Please."

……

"It's so lively."

The two drivers who followed the guests were sitting not far away, looking at the banquet.

"How can she, a little girl, be so capable? I used to wonder, but now I know it when I see someone. It's no wonder she's so pretty," the driver said.

The other driver listened, looked at the person, and gave a strange and ambiguous smile: "They say people are good at what they do, no matter how sharp the knife, no matter how powerful the gun, no matter how ferocious the beast falls into the hands of someone else, it's not like being a janitor." A mad dog is a demon who protects his master, and even if he refines steel a hundred times, he can become soft and soft."

"Who says it's not the case? Our wife even asked me to keep an eye on her... You said she's just disabled and can still seduce people?"

"What's wrong with the disability? I can still play..."

Before the man could finish his lust, there was a sudden force of gravity on his shoulders, and he was immediately pulled up and overturned, and he was plunged headlong into the cobblestone road with a bloody head.

The other driver looked up in fear and saw a smartly dressed woman standing behind them. Before he could say anything, he punched her fiercely.

The force was so terrifying that he felt dizzy and heard the sound of something breaking.

When he reacted, he fell to the ground, his jaw broken.

"Trash." The woman snorted coldly and loosened her fists.

The commotion got louder, and the bodyguards patrolling the surrounding areas rushed over immediately. They were stunned when they saw the person: "Yun, Sister Yunbai?!"

"Who is in charge of Lanzhuang today? Can't you see the dirty things?"

Huo Yunbai took off his gloves and kicked the man down as he tried to get up. He could not suppress the ferocity between his eyebrows.

"I saw this kind of stuff when I came back from my trip. If your dirty words reach the boss's ears, I will break your legs!"

The bodyguard in charge was so nervous that he lowered his head.

Huo Yunbai glanced at the banquet in the pavilion from a distance, took a deep breath and calmed down.

"Take care of these two bastards and call Sang Ting. He is so wild when I'm not here. I think the boss is too lax on him! Go quickly!"

The bodyguard who was nearby hurriedly responded and called for someone.

"Sister Yunbai is back? Are you still in a hurry to find me?"

Sang Ting was still confused when he was called over. When he saw Huo Yunbai, he said hello first: "Sister Yunbai, is everything going well? Why are you back so...ouch!"

Without saying a word, Huo Yunbai kicked him down. Sang Ting cursed: "What are you doing?!"

"Ask your men if you deserve this."

Sang Ting was stunned for a moment and looked at his subordinates. After the person he was looking at explained the cause and effect, Sang Ting's face darkened and he turned around and left.

"What are you going for?"