Chapter 9 Conspiracy

When Deng Baiou was brought into the factory by the security guard, Qing Qin was directing the workers to deliver the goods.

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

The warehouse that was originally full has now been vacated by most of the 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 enthusiasm of consumers.

"Mr. Qing, there are a total of 4,000 boxes, and ten trucks have been packed." The boss of Jade Bird Logistics helped move the last box to the truck, lifted the towel around his neck and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and took off a piece from behind his ear. Passed a cigarette.

Standing in the shade of a tree, Qing Qin narrowed his eyes as the sunlight pierced them, and gently pushed the cigarette back: "Thank you, I don't smoke."

Ma Lu laughed, and yes, after all, people with fine skin and tender meat are very particular about it at first glance.

Humans are really incomparable. He used to run and transport to start his business, and then he went around and started a small logistics business. He couldn't receive much goods, and he was barely enough to eat with a few brothers.

Who knows, a random order two weeks ago gave him a second spring in his career with the help of "Qibao".

The person in front of him looks like his fingers do not touch the spring water. Who knew that his methods in the shopping mall were so powerful.

Mr. Deng felt the same way. He lowered his posture subconsciously, 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 Wei reminded softly.

Qing Qin had long forgotten that there was such a thing, and while searching for who Deng was always, he hung up the business and smiled and stretched out a hand.

"I have admired my name for a long time, and President Qing is indeed a young talent." It was completely different from the indifference towards Zhang Shan yesterday. President Deng held Qing Qin's hand with both hands and shook it enthusiastically for several times before letting go, "My intention, You must be aware of this, so let’s go into the room and talk.”

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

"Halle, 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 someone into the small reception room. This reception room is still handed down from Qibao's ancestors, with wooden tables and chairs, and a slap on the ground is enough for two people to sit face to face.

Mr. Li didn't follow, so he could only spin around the door, pricking up his ears to listen to the conversation inside.

Mengxi's enamel tank filled two cylinders of soda and served it up, and the style of painting suddenly changed from business talks to local chatter.

Mr. Deng frowned without a trace, secretly saying that young people are really ignorant when they start a business for the first time.

If you have a few grades, you will float, and if you give some color, you will dare to open a dyeing room.

"We Yuanru hope to reach a cooperation with Qibao. Mr. Qing should know that Yuanru is the largest distributor in Jingzhou and has channels all over the country. As long as Qibao allows us to exclusively distribute, we can guarantee to complete the nationwide distribution within a week. The goods will be distributed inside. At that time, Mr. Qing, you will have a place in the supermarket shelves of every first-tier city in the country." He drew a big cake and showed the strength of Yuanru, and he was already looking forward to it. This Xiaoqing always came up to lick himself after hearing the big cake, presumably he could get another round of generous rebates.

Oh, it turned out to be the enemy.

The warning light on Qing Qin's head lit up a dazzling red, once again locking in a big obstacle that appeared on the road to bankruptcy.

Mr. Deng, you have a red name with me, the hatred list +1

He thought again that there was someone behind the door at the door, and he suddenly had an idea.

So, Mr. Deng was shocked to see that Qing Qin's face sank, almost contemptuous: "I think just at this level, Yuan Ru is not worthy of being the exclusive distributor of our Qibao."

To be honest, Yuanru is already a very powerful dealer. The dealer is headquartered in Kyoto, and its branch in Jingzhou is uniquely endowed by nature, taking up the light of the nine local provinces extending in all directions. Perhaps there is a slight lack of publicity and distribution The ability is among the best in the country.

Mr. Deng has been pampered for many years, and many bosses of small factories have to nod and bow when they see him.

However, remembering that the headquarters intends to cooperate with Qiqi, Mr. Deng had to put down the pressure and type out a Wang Zhan: "In the east of the city, the industrial park will be completed soon, and the highway and railway are on the side, so many factories will be watching. There is a place there. We do have a little relationship with Yuanru, and I can wish you all the best."

Before he came, he naturally investigated the current situation of Qibao. He knew that they had achieved good reputation and sales, but the production capacity was still unable to keep up. This large industrial park and the built factory are definitely a help.

It's a pity that Mr. Deng didn't understand that the young talent in front of him was just a salted fish.

Oh, so not only do you want to help me expand sales, but now also want to stop me from reducing production.

Qing Qin sneered in his heart, took a sip of water, and raised a hand: "No, I have made up my mind to see the guest off."

The security hurriedly pushed the door and went in: "Please."

That's it, without you coming and going, I rejected President Deng in the mall for many years. Except for the earliest time, I never received such a cold reception at all, and I was instantly angry.

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

After saying that, leave.

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

He was actually dismissed by a hairy boy with three or two sentences, and was invited out by the security guard!

Also said that the source is not worthy! Don't even look at what Qibao is!

A phone rang at this time.

The secretary who hid in the corner a long time ago and didn't touch his bad head quickly handed the call to his ear and made a mouth shape: "It's Mr. Zhang."

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

The other side seems to have said a bunch of good things.

Mr. Deng remained silent, lit a cigarette, and after listening for a long while, his face was gloomy and uncertain.

Still Zhang Shan couldn't hold it, and took the lead in getting to the bottom: "Qiqi's trademark has long been squatted by Colorful, and all they have is the right to use. Our legal team is collecting evidence and intends to take back the exclusive authorization. You know, Qiqi The success of the steam this time is based on feelings, if there is no such trademark, who would know them?"

Hearing this, Deng Baiou's eyes immediately showed a smile, and his tone became much softer: "Then I want to wish Mr. Zhang a success. I remember that FunFun recently got a large amount of funds 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 heard Xiange and knew the elegant meaning, and immediately interfaced.

"Don't worry, your factory has low pollution and is a local brand, so there is a great chance. If you take back the Qiqi trademark and become a traditional enterprise with a long history, then you can be sure of it, don't you think?"

Both sides laughed tacitly.

Deng Baiou looked back at the distant Qibao factory and smiled maliciously.

The headquarters' intention to cooperate with Qibao is nothing more than seeing the huge potential of Qiqi's brand. If colorful can replace it, it is not necessary to cooperate with colorful.

Mr. Qing, I would like to see if you can still be so rebellious and colorful after you go bankrupt.

Several confidants were called into the small conference room by a phone call.

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

When Mr. Qing held the Capitalist 108, he definitely chose people based on his appearance. Therefore, Zhang Shan also has a good skin, which is quite extravagant at the moment.

"Song Kai," he took the lead in calling the director of the promotion department who was unfortunately named by his 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 of the merchants have shown their intention to increase the quantity of Qiqi's purchases and reduce the colorful and fruity flavor. Our largest cooperative distributor Shang Yuan thinks the same way.”

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

If it wasn't for the fear of angering his new boss, he would want to applaud the methods of this Qibao airborne President Qing.

Song Kai has also been in charge of product promotion for five years. Those sales geniuses who do not take the usual path have never heard their stories in the classroom. At this time, seeing what was happening around him, he couldn't help but study the whole process over and over again.

The more he studied, the more he wanted to sing praises. It seems like it was an accidental marketing, but combined with the various measures after the airborne Qibao, have to realize that Mr. Qing has already foreseen everything that will happen next.

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

Several people look at me, I look at you, and they all choose to be silent.

Zhang Shan nodded on the table: "I remember that the trademark rights and packaging patents of Qiqi are in our hands."

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

"After all, it's an exclusive license, and we can't use it during the license period." Huang Ming happened to be the person in charge of the contract, and immediately replied, "Although the contract expires this year, we also signed a supplementary agreement and agreed to renew the contract until 15 years."

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

"It's me." Huang Ming nodded cheerfully.

Yang Jianping stood up all of a sudden, his voice was high, and he saw it: "Then I have to ask Director Huang, how can he sign such a contract that seriously damages the company's interests, on the premise of knowing the huge interests behind the trademark of Qiqi. Supplementary Agreement!"

Huang Ming's face changed suddenly, and he pointed at him shaking his finger: "You want to say that I received a favor from Lawyer Yang, and you have to talk about evidence. You are insulting my professional ethics!"

"Director Huang also calm down," Zhang Shan turned around his Patek Philippe, "This is what you did."

"If Director Huang signed the contract for public benefit, then Qibao obtained the authorization fraudulently and is legally invalid." Lawyer Yang added, he put another inspection report in front of Huang Ming, "I know Director Huang is under a lot of pressure and is reluctant to admit it. Your mother is pulling you up all by herself, and you got liver cancer before you enjoy a few good days. 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 mistake, the company will give you some convenience after you come out.”

Huang Ming's complexion changed.

Song Kai, who was sitting beside him, was already stunned. He knew that many shopping malls were hidden methods, but this was the first time he saw a live one, and he unconsciously glanced at Director Huang's expression.

Huang Ming's face gradually showed a hint of weakness: "When the contract was signed, President Li of Qibao invited me to dinner, and he wrapped a red envelope for me at the wine table."

"Okay, that's the truth." Zhang Shan rubbed his palms and laughed.