Salted Fish Doesn't Want to Inherit Hundred of Billion Property

Several punks were sent directly to the police station.

After arriving at the police station, these people recalled it and cried out that Qingqin hit people first.

It's a pity that Qibao had reported to the police several times before, leaving a record of their harassment and sabotage.

Under Mr. Li's nagging, Qing Qin already understood the ins and outs.

In 83, when the trademark law was first promulgated, the colorful beverage factory preemptively registered the trademark and packaging patent of "Qiqi".Back then, the trademark law did not provide relevant protection for well-known trademarks, which actually allowed the other party to succeed.The Trademark Recognition Committee even rejected the registration of trademarks that may cause disputes.Mr. Qi didn't know the law, so he chose to give money to settle the matter, signed a trademark payment contract, and gave up the right of recourse.

The most recent version of the contract was signed in 04, and the deadline has been until this year.In this contract, it is promised that the contract can continue to be signed this year, and the authorization will last until 14.

In order to avoid greater losses, Qiqi has also begun to change its packaging and formula in the past few years, trying to change consumers' impressions before the formula is withdrawn by Fun Fun.

Sure enough, the Fun Beverage Factory has gradually developed in the past few years. It is not greedy enough to swallow like a snake. It means to buy Qibao and its formula, so it sends a lawyer's letter to completely withdraw the trademark rights, and even uses some unscrupulous means to buy it. Hinder the development of Qibao.

Qingqin silently memorized the name Fanfen, and it was obvious that this was his teammate on the road to bankruptcy!

"Don't worry, Mr. Qing, their behavior has violated the "Public Security Management Law", and they will be sentenced to 1000 days of detention and a fine of [-] yuan." The policeman finished the record and nodded to Qingqin with a smile.

Qingqin sighed inwardly: "Okay, thank you."

It was dark at this time, and he left under a bunch of sympathetic eyes, and when he turned his head, he could see a few gangsters crying and howling in the detention room.

Alas, I can't save you either.How come you collapsed halfway through your achievements?

He stepped back and left his saviors.

"Book me a car and go back to the villa." Qingqin ordered with sleepiness as his upper and lower eyelids began to fight.

"Sorry," Meng Yao looked down at the documents, "The villa you have been living in is only in the name of Mr. Qing, and you cannot live in it while you are in debt. Your personal belongings have been sealed, and you can take them out as needed. "

Qingqin suddenly became sober: "Then I..."

"There is still a bed in the duty room in the factory." Meng Yao inserted the knife at the right time, "Mr. Qing's original words are, I hope you can learn to work hard."

"Okay." Qingqin accepted the reality. Anyway, this factory will close down within a month. Wouldn't it be a pleasure to buy yourself a house with 1000 million at that time, "Then take the bus, where do you live at night? Girls It's not safe to walk at night, I'll give you a ride."

Meng Yao smiled: "That's not the case, Mr. Qing left a car for you. You can use it for work, and now it's commuting."

The car left by the richest man is a Mercedes-Benz, with seven seats and a slender body. The headlights illuminate the Mercedes-Benz three-pointed star logo, which is elegant and serious, quiet and domineering.

Qingqin rubbed her temples, didn't bother to think about the old bastard's actions, threw herself into the car, and fell asleep in a daze.

The news of the arrest of these gangsters quickly spread to the Colorful Beverage Factory.

"It's so useless?" The 30-year-old man who was inspecting the new company stopped and frowned. The Patek Philippe on his wrist was shining brightly.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry," the vice president bowed his head and said, "The main reason is that Qibao Group has a new boss."

"Ok?"

"He took over Qibao suddenly today. He has five luxury cars in and out, a pair of twin sisters as assistants, and seems to be accompanied by an old housekeeper. It must be some rich second generation who came out to play tickets."

"That's right, this kind of rich second generation will come out to play, how do they know how to manage the company?"

They wanted to discuss a few more words, but the face of the new boss, who had always been in a good mood, sank, and he immediately tightened his tail, and said no more.

How could they have forgotten that this one was also the rich second generation who was airborne just today and was sent off in a luxury car?

"Let me look at the documents of the trademark case again, let our best lawyer group go, and we must bring down this company at all costs." Zhang Shanda Ma Jindao sat on the office chair and pointed at the table emphatically.

He didn't expect to meet his first opponent in this competition so soon. Thinking of the gap between the two companies, he couldn't help showing a cold smile to the huge French windows.

At noon the next day, Qing ordered a Michelin daily food restaurant, where he talked with President Qi about the purchase of recipes.

When Mr. Qi arrived, the light meal had reached its climax.

The chef is slicing a large piece of bright red fish with a knife.

"This is the big belly of bluefin tuna." The woman in kimono who looked like Yamato Nadeko introduced it as she knelt beside her.

Behind the table, the young man was dressed in white feathers, his long hair was loose behind him, he was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and a slender gold chain was hanging down his face. The sword on his waist gave him a bit of murderous aura.

Behind him, a pair of sisters were kneeling on the left and right, and it was like a beauty sitting and hugging on the right.

Mr. Qi originally wanted to use his lateness to raise his status, but he saw this kind of battle.

He took a look at his beer belly and touched the top of his barren head. For the first time, he felt a little bit ashamed of himself in the wine field for many years, and he stood at the door unable to move forward or back.

Qingqin didn't look at him, took the tuna belly, and the fat more fragrant than wagyu melted in his mouth. Before he got drunk before drinking, the sushi rice suddenly protruded, bringing a richer taste and neutralizing the greasy.

He closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, as if he finally realized Mr. Qi's existence, and stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation.

Mr. Qi only felt that his momentum was wilting all of a sudden, and recalled the scene of soliciting investment in front of Japanese businessmen in the early years, and kept bowing and apologizing: "I'm sorry, I was late..."

Qingqin shook his head, and said rather forcefully: "Sit down, let's talk about business after dinner, otherwise it will be a disappointment to the food."

Mr. Qi sat down aggrieved, took the sushi carefully, and didn't feel any taste after the meal.

"Mr. Qing is good at using psychological tactics. After staying up late last night to study Mr. Qi's life and history, he quickly found a way to defeat the opponent's psychological defense. Before the negotiation started, he had already put himself in an active position." Meng Yao remained taciturn as usual, but she I am always analyzing this new employer in my heart, and today I wrote the most classic and accurate paragraphs in Qingqin's autobiographical book reviews in the "Xiaoqing General Analysis Report".

Qingqin ate this meal with gusto, and before he came here, he planned to eat Japanese food, but fortunately, after coming here, he also ate the big belly he had been thinking about for the reason of a business banquet.

By the way, successfully complete today's prodigal plan, kill two birds with one stone, and the plan will pass√

After the meal, Qingqin slowly scraped off the last molecular cooking ice cream. If he didn't need to be strict, he might plan to lick it with his tongue.

Sure enough, Qing is always a person who respects food.

Mr. Qi sighed in his heart, thinking about the purpose of Qingqin's visit to him today, he thought a little more carefully, and said: "Our secret method was carefully developed by the royal chef in the old kingdom era, using the branches and leaves of twelve kinds of Chinese herbs. The old saints in those days were full of praise for it. After that, it blossomed all over the country and became a childhood memory in the minds of many people..."

When Qingqin heard that the twelve kinds of Chinese herbal medicines were boiled, she felt a bitterness in the root of her tongue, and immediately became more determined to get the old formula.

Seeing that Mr. Qi was still beeping, he raised one hand, pulled out the Taidao from his waist, and slapped it on the table.

Mr. Qi was observing his expression, and saw that he was determined to win first, and he was overjoyed in his heart. He wanted to raise the price again, but he was scared out of his wits by the sudden snap of a knife.

He was about to apologize.

Qingqin stretched out three fingers of her right hand and tapped her left palm three times.After receiving the order, the two assistants lifted the black cloth in front of them, and there were actually two neatly stacked stacks of RMB.

"Is it enough?"

Mr. Qi jumped up excitedly to shake hands: "Enough is enough, you..."

A knife blocked him.

President Qi froze.

Qing Qin laughed: "The sword is given to the hero."

Mr. Qi smiled and held the knife in his arms: "Then I will talk to your assistant."

Qingqin nodded slightly, and Meng Yao, who was kneeling on the left, followed and left.

Qingqin let out a long breath and lay down on the table: "Meng Yao, order me ten more ice creams."

Meng Yao smiled as if measured by a ruler: "Sorry, Mr. Qing, this does not belong to the expenses of business banquets, it needs to be smuggled. And you are now in debt of tens of millions."

Qingqin was aggrieved, but Qingqin didn't say anything, Qingqin put on a Mercedes with a sullen face, and decided to go to the factory to continue prodigal, and strive to achieve financial freedom as soon as possible.

Another box just opened at this moment.

A pair of long legs stepped out, the legs were straight and powerful, upward, and the gangster-like body was wrapped under a solemn suit, like a lion waiting to be hunted, full of aggression.

The man put on his sunglasses and stared at the figure of the young man at the end of the corridor.

"Lou Quan, what are you looking at?" The manager was slightly surprised.

"Persian cat."

"what?"

"gone."

In another private room, Meng Yao's eyebrows were frosted, condescending and aggressive: "20 is already a very reasonable price."

While holding the knife, Mr. Qi took out a handkerchief to wipe off his sweat.

On the table is Qibao's previous market performance, the data is accurate, and every word is like a knife, cutting down his predetermined psychological price again and again.

"Mr. Qing is very clear about the value of this secret recipe. In the market, you will never find a higher bid than us." Meng Yao continued, "I hope Mr. Qi can put away his careless thoughts and see Take it when it’s good, you must know that you are always happy when you are content, and you are wronged by greed.”

After her words fell, the young man in white feather was sent to a black Mercedes all the way by the waiter. He seemed to feel something and glanced at this side, his face sinking like water.

Boss Qi trembled, this new boss of unknown origin must be a gangster?The aura is too strong.

Then the last bit of greed still supported him and said: "Give me some time to think about it."

Meng Yao nodded, secretly hating herself for her lack of experience. She didn't realize that this was a money-hungry person, so she couldn't show her abilities in front of her new employer.

She reported the matter to Qingqin with a bit of frustration.

The asking price is only 20 yuan, and the price I put up is 30 yuan!Qingqin was shocked, as expected, you two are the stumbling blocks in my prodigal career, right?

With flying speed, he replied without hesitation: "The price has to be doubled."

"But the valuation of this formula is at most 25." Meng Yao expressed her doubts when she recalled most of the start-up funds squandered by her new employer.

"Are we buying the formula? What we are buying is his willingness. Think about it, this is his ancestral formula, and he has a natural moral advantage. If we conquer most of Huaguo with this formula, he will suddenly jump out So what if you label us as a robbery formula? So we not only have to buy it at the market price, but also at a price that makes others look worthless!"

Meng Yao hesitated, she turned her head, and just bumped into Mr. Qi who came over with Ai Ai's face full of pain.

"I think the price..."

"Mr. Qing said that the payment can reach 40." Meng Yao raised a hand impatiently.

Mr. Qi's eyes widened, veins popped out of his neck, he breathed heavily like a dehydrated fish, and finally fell to the ground completely.

He fainted from excitement and was sent to the hospital. When he woke up and saw Meng Yao sitting next to him, he said enthusiastically, "Tell Mr. Qing, I recognize his brother. From then on he is The fourth generation of our secret recipe."

Meng Yao watched him fall into deep thought, and silently continued to write in today's observation diary——

Mr. Qing has very superb means of controlling people.In the acquisition of the secret recipe, he adhered to the four-character formula of "strike, suppress, collect, gather".

The first is to establish authority, and when Mr. Qi is late, he will be disarmed. This is the word for "beating", like a killing stick.

After that, he interrupted Mr. Qi's speech skills, defeated Mr. Qi's psychological defense line through pomp and momentum, and effectively prevented Mr. Qi from maliciously raising prices. This is the word "pressure".

When he was pushed to the extreme, he gave a certain amount of sweetness. Giving a knife is "collecting", and doubling the price is "closing".

As long as the four words are used, Mr. Qi is determined and willing.President Qing has completely put an end to the worries about the formula of seizing people, and has once again occupied the moral high ground.

In short, apart from the shortcomings of the richest man, such as excessive extravagance, the new employer is thoughtful and skilled, and he is a business genius.