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

When Deng Baiou was brought into the factory by the security guards, Qingqin was directing the workers to deliver the goods.

The door of Qibao's warehouse was wide open, and dozens of workers carried large boxes back and forth, moving soda to the trucks lined up at the door.

The warehouse that was originally full has been mostly vacant at this time, and the inventory is decreasing day by day. It can be seen that the three production lines are completely unable to cope with the fiery enthusiasm of consumers.

"Mr. Qing, there are 4000 boxes in total, and ten trucks have been loaded." The boss of Jade Bird Logistics helped move the last box to the truck. A cigarette came and passed it over.

Standing in the shade of the tree, Qingqin squinted his eyes under the sunlight, and gently pushed the cigarette back: "Thank you, I don't smoke."

Ma Lu laughed, yes, after all, he has delicate skin and tender flesh, so he is very particular at first glance.

There is really no comparison between people. He used to start out as a transporter, and then went around and started a small logistics. He couldn't pick up much goods, and he barely took a few brothers to eat.

Unexpectedly, the random order he took two weeks ago made him rejuvenate his career with the help of "Seven Treasures".

The person in front of him looked as if his fingers were not in the sun. Who knew that he was so powerful in the mall.

Mr. Deng also felt the same, subconsciously lowered his posture, and took the lead to step forward and stretch out a hand: "Hello, Mr. Qing."

"This is Mr. Deng who made an appointment a few days ago." Meng Yao reminded softly.

Qingqin had long forgotten about this matter, and while searching his mind for who Mr. Deng was, he hung up his business and held out a hand with a smile.

"I have admired your name for a long time, Mr. Qing is indeed a young talent." Totally different from the indifference he treated Zhang Shan yesterday, Mr. Deng held Qingqin's hand with both hands, shook it enthusiastically for several times, and then let go, "My intention, You must be clear, go directly to the house and talk."

"Okay," Qing Qin slightly nodded, then turned to Ma Lu and said, "Then I won't deliver more, and the transportation of the goods will be troublesome to Mr. Ma."

"Okay, you're busy!" Ma Lu saw that Mr. Qing had a big order, waved his hand, and led the convoy away.

"Then let's talk about our cooperation." Qing Qin led people into the small reception room.This reception room was handed down from Qibao's ancestors, with wooden tables and chairs, enough for two people to sit face to face.

Mr. Li didn't keep up, so he could only walk around the door, listening to the conversation inside.

Meng Yao's enamel jar filled with two cans of soda and brought it up, and the style of painting suddenly changed from a business meeting to a rustic chatter.

Mr. Deng frowned indistinctly, secretly thinking that young people are really ignorant for starting a business for the first time.

If you get some grades, you will float away, if you get some color, you will dare to open a dyeing room.

"We at Yuanru hope to reach a cooperation with Qibao. Mr. Qing should know that Yuanru is the largest distributor in Jingzhou and has channels across the country. As long as Qibao allows us to exclusively distribute it, we can guarantee that it will be completed nationwide within a week. Internal shop. At that time, Mr. Qing, there will be a place for you Qiqi on the shelves of supermarkets in every first-tier city in the country." He drew a big cake as soon as he opened his mouth, showing Yuanru's strength, and he began to look forward to it in his heart. This Xiaoqing always leaned over to lick herself after hearing the big pie, so she must be able to get another wave of generous kickbacks.

Oh, it turned out to be the enemy.

The warning light on Qingqin's head lit up dazzling red, once again locking onto a big obstacle emerging on his road to bankruptcy.

Mr. Deng, you are already popular with me, +1 to the hate list

He thought of another person who was lagging behind at the door, and suddenly had an idea.

So, Mr. Deng was shocked to see that Qingqin's face darkened, and he was so cold that it was almost contemptuous: "I think it's just this level, Yuanru is not worthy of being the exclusive distributor of our Qibao."

To be honest, Yuanru is already a very powerful big dealer. The headquarter of this dealer is in Kyoto. Among them, the branch in Jingzhou is very advantageous, taking up the light of the thoroughfare of nine local provinces extending in all directions. Perhaps there is a little lack of publicity. The ability is one of the best in the country.

Mr. Deng has been pampered and pampered for many years. Many small factory bosses would nod and bow when they saw him. After sitting in this position, they have never put a cold face on other people's hot ass.

However, remembering that the headquarters intends to cooperate with Qiqi, Mr. Deng had no choice but to put down the fire and put out a Wang Zhan: "In the east part of the city, the industrial park will be built soon, and the road and railway are right next to it. As many factories as you want There is a position there. If we do have such a little relationship, we can wish you all the best."

Before he came, he had investigated Qibao's current situation carefully. He already knew that they had achieved good reputation and sales, but their production capacity still couldn't keep up.

It's a pity that Mr. Deng didn't understand at all that the ambitious young man in front of him was just a salty fish under the skin.

Oh, so not only is it trying to help me grow sales, it's now trying to stop me from reducing production.

Qingqin sneered inwardly, picked up the water and took a sip, then raised a hand: "No, I've made up my mind to see off the guests."

The security guard quickly opened the door and went in: "Please."

That's it, without you coming and going, and rejecting Mr. Deng for many years in the mall, except for the earliest time, I have never received such cold reception at all, and I was suddenly so angry.

He gritted his molars hard, and tried his best to keep his face as tight as possible: "Then I hope President Qing will not regret it in the future."

After finishing speaking, he shook his hand and left.

He kept a calm expression and walked all the way, and his face fell down when he got into the car, which is really unreasonable!

He was actually dismissed by a brat with a few words, and was even invited out by the security guard!

He also said that Yuanru was not worthy!Don't even look at what Qibao is!

A phone rings at this moment.

The secretary who had long hid in the corner and didn't want to touch his bad head hurriedly handed the phone to his ear, and mouthed: "It's Mr. Zhang Fan."

Mr. Deng turned cloudy: "Mr. Zhang, you don't need to look for me anymore."

The other side seemed to say a bunch of good things.

Mr. Deng kept silent, lit a cigarette, and listened for a while, his face cloudy and uncertain.

It was still Zhang Shan who couldn’t hold on anymore, and took the lead to get to the bottom of it: “Qiqi’s trademark has long been registered by Funfun, and all they have is the right to use it. Our legal team is collecting evidence and intends to withdraw the exclusive authorization. As you know, Qiqi Qi’s success this time is based on feelings, if there is no such trademark, who else would know about them?”

After hearing this, a smile appeared in Deng Baiou's eyes immediately, and his tone softened a lot: "Then, I wish Mr. Zhang success and his wishes come true. I remember that Funfair has recently received a large sum of money and is planning to expand production."

"Yeah, but it's hard to find good land now, like the land in the east of the city..." Zhang Shan knew the elegant meaning after hearing the string song, and immediately said.

"Don't worry, your factory has low pollution and is a local specialty brand. The chances are great. If you take back the Qiqi trademark and become a traditional characteristic enterprise with a long history, it will be sure, don't you think?"

Both sides laughed tacitly.

Deng Baiou looked back at the Qibao factory building in the distance, and smiled maliciously.

The headquarters intends to cooperate with Qibao because it has taken a fancy to the huge potential of the Qiqi brand. If Funfair can replace it, then it is not impossible to cooperate with it.

Mr. Qing, I want to see if you can still be so rebellious after bankruptcy.

Several high-level confidants were summoned into a small meeting room by a phone call.

Their boss sat on the chair with a sullen face, only showing a wrist with a phalaenopsis, and tapped the back of the chair gently with his fingers.

When Mr. Qing held Capitalist 108, he definitely selected people based on face, so Zhang Shan also has a good skin, and he is quite expensive at the moment.

"Song Kai," he took the lead in calling the head of the promotion department who was unfortunately named by death last time, "tell me about the current situation of Qiqi."

Song Kai's face immediately collapsed, and he said with a bitter face: "Qiqi's market performance is far better than ours. Most merchants have shown their intention to increase Qiqi's purchases and reduce colorful fruit flavors, and our largest cooperative distribution Shang Yuanru thinks so too."

He added cautiously: "Qibao's promotion strategy this time is very successful."

If it wasn't for the fear of offending his new boss, he would have wanted to be overwhelmed by the methods of this Qibao Airborne President Qing.

Song Kai has also been in charge of product promotion for five years, and the stories of those sales geniuses who do not take the usual path have only been heard in class.Seeing what happened next to him alive at this time, he couldn't help but study the whole process over and over again.

The more he studies, the more he wants to be amazed.It obviously looked like an accidental marketing, but combined with the various actions of this airborne Qibao, he had to realize that Mr. Qing had already foreseen everything that would happen afterwards.

Zhang Shan didn't know that his capable subordinates had already begun to be impressed by Qing Qin, so he unhurriedly asked a question: "Then tell me, how can we prevent Qiqi from spreading further?"

Several people looked at me and I looked at you, and they all chose to remain silent.

Zhang Shan clicked on the desktop: "I remember that Qiqiqi's trademark rights and packaging patents are in our hands."

"Yes," legal counsel Yang Jianping opened the folder, "We own Qiqi's trademark rights, but we signed a contract with Qibao to exclusively authorize the trademark and packaging to them."

"After all, it is an exclusive authorization, and we cannot use it within the authorization period." Huang Ming happened to be the person in charge of the contract, and immediately replied, "Although the contract expires this year, we have signed a supplementary agreement and agreed to renew the contract until 15 years."

Yang Jianping smiled, like a fox seeing its prey take the bait: "That's true, the supplementary agreement was facilitated by Director Huang."

"I'm right." Huang Ming nodded readily.

Yang Jianping stood up all of a sudden, his voice raised, and he saw Tuqiong: "Then I would like to ask Director Huang, knowing the huge interests behind the Qiqi trademark, how could he sign such a company that seriously damages the interests of the company? supplementary agreement!"

Huang Ming's face changed suddenly, and he pointed at him with trembling fingers: "You want to say that I have taken advantage of others, Lawyer Yang, and you have to talk about evidence. You are insulting my professional ethics!"

"Director Huang, please calm down." Zhang Shan turned his Patek Philippe around, "You did this."

"If Director Huang signed the contract for public benefit, then Qibao obtained the authorization fraudulently, which is legally invalid." Lawyer Yang added, and he put a piece of inspection report in front of Huang Ming, "I know Director Huang is under a lot of pressure, and he doesn’t want to admit it. Your mother brought you up alone, and you got liver cancer before enjoying a few days of good life. Mr. Zhang has channels to give your mother the best treatment, as long as you don’t resist and tell the truth Just come out. Don’t worry, the crime of accepting bribes for non-public officials is very light, as long as you admit your mistakes, the company will give you some convenience after you come out.”

Huang Ming's complexion changed.

Song Kai who was sitting next to him was already stunned. He knew that there were many tricks in the mall, but it was the first time he saw a live one, so he unconsciously took a peek at Director Huang's expression.

A trace of powerlessness gradually appeared on Huang Ming's face: "When the contract was signed, Mr. Li from Qibao invited me to dinner, and wrapped me a red envelope on the wine table."

"Okay, that's the truth." Zhang Shan clapped his hands and laughed.