Just last week, Ren Chong ceded the last piece of land. Now even if she wants to cede land and pay compensation, she has no land to cut.

And she wasn't sure if he had any other strange tricks, so she would never dare to fight this bet.

Ding Zhiyuan saw that she refused to be fooled and did not force her. Anyway, the bet was just a little fun between the two.

Whether she bet or not, whether she loses or wins or wins, as long as she thinks, she will still be able to obey, it's just a little bit of talk.

In the afternoon, the conference room of the branch was full of seats.

Come with Liao Fugui, there are 8 brothers responsible for Southern sales.

Ding Zhiyuan specially invited Gao Qilin over and asked him to tell you about the experiences and lessons of opening up the Zhejiang market.

County-level, municipal-level and provincial-level markets are completely different.

Being able to build a good market for a county may not necessarily build a good market for a prefecture-level city.

If you can build a good market for a city, you may not be able to play in a province.

Although the provinces of different provinces are different and cannot be copied completely, there are more or less some things worth learning from among Gao Qilin's experience and lessons in Zhejiang.

Brothers listened very seriously and asked for advice from time to time with some doubts.

Anyway, the atmosphere of the meeting was pretty good, and it would be even better if there was no smoke in the room.

Fortunately, Ren didn't rush in to listen, otherwise he would have to smoke a lot of second-hand smoke?

Gao Qilin knew that this was someone’s internal meeting, and he was out of here after the introduction.

A national map was hung on the wall behind Ding Zhiyuan. He walked to the map for a while and looked at it, as if he was talking to himself: "After Henan in central China was assigned to the General Factory, there were also Hubei and Hunan provinces in central China.

In East China, Jiangsu and Zhejiang belong to Gao Qilin, and there are still AH, Jiangxi, Fujian, and Shanghai.

I was wondering, should I go west or south?"

Everyone's eyes shuttled back and forth between Guangdong, Guangxi and Sichuan and Chongqing, and started to talk in a low voice.

Finally divided into two factions.

One faction believes that it should enter the southwest because the southwest has a large population.

Another faction retorted that it should develop southward because Guangdong's economy is more developed.

In short, no one can convince anyone if you say it.

Ding Zhiyuan turned around and glanced, and asked with a smile: "Have you finished arguing?"

"Brother Yuan, we didn't argue, debate, debate."

"We are all civilized people, how can we quarrel?"

"Don't think I won't know you if I wear a suit!" Ding Zhiyuan cursed with a smile, and turned around and pointed to the map and said, "I have been thinking about these two places for a long time, but I have never made up my mind.

I wanted to hear your thoughts, but you also had differences."

Liao Fugui drank a lot of wine at noon and was confused just now. At this time, he raised his head and said, "Let's go together!"

"Go together?" Ding Zhiyuan felt that Lao Liao's ambitions have expanded recently and he was a little bit arrogant. "Where is people? Where is money? Where is the production capacity?"

Liao Fugui blinked his little eyes and said, "Money is not a problem, you can recruit people with money.

As for production capacity, we can open a branch nearby there."

Ding Zhiyuan said speechlessly: "You are so addicted to opening a branch factory!"

Liao Fugui smiled and said, "I'll just say it casually."

Ding Zhiyuan stared at the map for a while, nodded slowly and said, "But Lao Liao, what you said does make sense. Sichuan, Chongqing and Guangdong and Guangxi are too far away. If there is no branch, the transportation cost will be frighteningly high."

Liao Fugui said: "In fact, Inner Mongolia is a bit far away."

Ding Zhiyuan pretended not to hear it and said to himself: "The branches in Guangdong and Guangxi can be located in cities around Guangzhou, such as Foshan, yes, and Dongguan..., ahem, the land price there is relatively cheap.

The branch in the southwest..., I'll show it in Chongqing.

As for Inner Mongolia, we will first and then release it, and then consider it with the three eastern provinces."

Seeing that all his suggestions were adopted, Liao Fugui returned to his confused state.

Ding Zhiyuan asked: "What are your intentions? Who wants to go to Guangdong, Guangxi and Southwest?"

Everyone suddenly became quiet. After all, these two places now have nothing to do, the transportation cost is high, the profit is small, and they worry more.

Ding Zhiyuan waited for a while and said, "Hainan just established a province last month, and it is one with Guangdong and Guangxi, and one with Southwest Sichuan, Guizhou and Yunnan provinces."

Seeing that no one moved, Biaozi stood up and said, "I'll do it."

Ding Zhiyuan nodded and said, "Where do you want to go?"

Biaozi said: "Brother Yuan, just give me the order."

Ding Zhiyuan said: "Then go to the southwest."

"Okay." Biaozi responded happily.

With Biaozi starting, Li Zhaobin also took the initiative to take over Guangdong and Guangxi.

Ding Zhiyuan said to Biaozi and Li Zhaobin: "You two have a commendable courage, but you have to be mentally prepared to not make money for half a year.

The matter of the branch factory is left to you two. When you start making money depends on when the branch can be built."

Biaozi smiled and said, "I still have some savings, enough."

Li Zhaobin glanced at his companion and smiled: "I'll let you run for half a year first, and then I'll chase all your shit out!"

These words made everyone laugh. It’s already May, and the branch is built and then put into production. It will take October sooner or later, and the year will be the end.

I want to compete with us for one or two months of sales?

You just eat shit!

Ding Zhiyuan never interferes with the competition between them. Only with competition can there be progress.

On the contrary, if they are harmonious, Brother Yuan is most worried about.

After the meeting, Ding Zhiyuan asked Zhao Ping and Qi Aitian to take everyone out for a walk.

"Biaozi, please stay."

"Brother Yuan, what else do you have to tell me?"

Ding Zhiyuan signaled him to close the conference room door.

"Biaozi, when will you set off for Chongqing?"

"I have brought all my belongings here and I can leave at any time."

Ding Zhiyuan walked to the window, looked up at the sunset that was about to set, and was silent for a while and said, "When you arrive in Chongqing, please find someone."

Biaozi asked: "Who are you looking for? What's your name? Where to live?"

"Xu Jing..., no, Song Ying, Song of the Song Dynasty, Nightingale's Ying..." Ding Zhiyuan looked confused and said helplessly: "Forget it, I'd better write it down."

Picking up the notebook, writing and saying, "Song Ying's husband passed away last year. There is a posthumous daughter named Xu Jing. Please bring some money to her."

Bring her money?

Which she?

Song Ying?

Or is it a baby called Xu Jing?

The more Biaozi thought about it, the more something was wrong. At first, he thought Ding Zhiyuan knew that the person named Song Ying, but at the end, why did he feel that Brother Yuan was going to Song Ying’s daughter?

After Ding Zhiyuan finished writing, he tore off the page and handed it to Biaozi: "This place is in the suburbs of Chongqing, which is easy to find. Please ask more people."

"Okay!" Biaozi didn't think about it anymore, and carefully folded the note and put it in the inner pocket of the suit. "Brother Yuan, after I arrived in Chongqing, I went to find someone as soon as possible."

Ding Zhiyuan said: "I will give you the money tomorrow."
Chapter completed!