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Chapter 48 You Didn't Say There Was A Million Bonus

Chapter 48 You didn’t tell me earlier about the 1 million bonus

Meng Yajing instantly realized that she seemed to have said the wrong thing.

But she didn't know where she was wrong.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Yajing said: "In this case, I will tell the truth.

Although the public security department has found some clues about the gang selling fake wine last time.

But those caught were only peripheral members.

Just the day before yesterday, one of the core members appeared in front of the police and when they were about to secretly arrest him, they failed.

At ten o'clock yesterday morning, our marketing department suddenly discovered that a large amount of Maotai liquor was on the market.

When I took it back for testing, I found that it was indeed fake wine with ethylene glycol added.

Since you were the first to discover the clue about fake wine, I wanted to ask if you have any good ideas?"

Zhang Yue was dumbfounded: "Ms. Meng, you overestimate me, don't you?

Firstly, I am not a policeman, and secondly, I don’t know how to solve crimes, so how can I do anything about it?”

Meng Yajing: "There is really no way?"

Zhang Yue shook his head decisively: "Really not!"

Meng Yajing sighed: "Sorry, it seems my expectations are too high.

For this case, the headquarters even offered a reward of 1 million, but it's a pity..."

Zhang Yue quickly interrupted: "Wait a minute, do you still have a reward?"

Meng Yajing nodded subconsciously: "Yes!"

"Really give me money? Just after solving the case?"

Meng Yajing nodded: "One million is not enough for a marketing promotion for Moutai Liquor Industry, so naturally it will not break its promise."

"Then I might be able to help!"

Meng Yajing: "?"

Zhang Yuecai is too lazy to care about what Meng Yajing thinks. As long as you have money, I can find some way for you even if there is no other way.

What's more, this is still Iron Rooster's money. If you don't make money, you will be completely sorry for yourself.

Meng Yajing also came back to her senses at this time: "Then what do you think we should do now?"

"It's very simple. Aren't those people selling fake wine?

As long as it moves, there must be a flaw. You can start from the downstream and look up, seizing the line of 'retailer-agent-manufacturer'.

Once the thread is pulled out, the opponent will have nothing to hide."

Meng Yajing shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You don't know something, we have already followed this line to investigate.

But it's not clear at all.

Because in all sales channels, real wine and fake wine are mixed together.

Even those who personally handle it, such as warehouse clerks, truck drivers, and retail store owners, can't figure out which one is real and which one is fake.

Of course, this is also related to the chaotic market management of Moutai.

Although we have established a complete sales network, we prohibit counties and cities from cross-selling goods with each other.

But no one implemented it at the terminal channel.”

Zhang Yue can understand this.

Unlike other wines, Moutai is so famous that the market is often in short supply.

In other words, as long as you have the goods on hand and are sure they are genuine.

Even if there is a premium, people will buy it.

He waved his hand: "I understand this.

In this way, you can arrange for two people to go to the market with me tomorrow to get some news first.

But let me be clear in advance, my ideas may not be correct.

If it really works, everyone will be happy.

But if I can’t find any clues, there’s nothing I can do.”

People's Park was built in 1952 and is the largest park in Zhongzhou.

The green area can reach 84%, giving people a always lush impression.

Zhang Yue sat on a rest chair and waited, and soon two beautifully dressed women strolled over.

Zhang Yue was stunned for a moment, he was no stranger to either of them.

One of them is Meng Yajing whom I met yesterday, and the other is the policewoman Liu Shihan I met in Wei County.

"Why are you two here?"

Meng Yajing smiled and said, "Why, we can't come?"

"No, you can just arrange two people for me."

"Aren't we two human beings?" Meng Yajing's smile remained unchanged, "Or maybe I can't arrange to come by myself?"

Zhang Yue was helpless, thinking that you, a senior executive of a two trillion company, are too idle, right?

Liu Shihan was equally unhappy: "Mr. Zhang, I am a police officer who graduated from a regular martial arts school. Please do not judge a person's ability by gender."

Zhang Yue hurriedly laughed: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to discriminate against you, I'm just a little flattered.

In this case, let’s set off!”

After saying that, he started walking forward as if he was familiar with the road.

This made the two girls a little sluggish.

In their opinion, even if Zhang Yue had some ideas, the two of them should be the main ones.

Meng Yajing represents Moutai Liquor Industry and has a large amount of customer and channel information.

Liu Shihan represents the police and is aware of the latest developments in the case.

But the two women didn't say anything, they just followed Zhang Yue quietly, wanting to see what clever tricks he had up his sleeve, and it wouldn't be too late to remind him when he was defeated.

Zhang Yue walked into a cigarette shop and greeted the owner with a smile:

"Boss, do you have any high-end wine? Bring it all out to me!"

The shopkeeper asked: "Which brand do you want?"

"Wuliangye Puwu, Guojiao 1573, Blue and White Fenjiu 20, Jiannanchun Crystal Sword..."

Every time Zhang Yue said something, the shopkeeper would bring out the same thing.

As a result, Zhang Yue paused: "I don't want any of the above."

Shopkeeper: "..."

Looking at Zhang Yue speechlessly, the shop owner said angrily: "Brother, are you kidding me?"

Zhang Yue spread his hands: "You can't blame me, who told you to move too fast?"

Shopkeeper: "So, it's my fault?"

"Of course it's your fault!" Zhang Yue said confidently, "When I say high-end wine, it must be on the table!

The result is that you asked me which brand I wanted?"

OK!

The shopkeeper opened the container and took out a familiar red wine bottle.

Unexpectedly, the moment he saw the wine bottle, Zhang Yue was stunned and remained motionless for a long time.

Meng Yajing couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Yue finally came to his senses, with a strange expression on his face.

This bottle of wine is Moutai’s real wine.

Of course, this was not what Zhang Yue was stunned about, but the price curve of Moutai.

The current price of a bottle of Moutai is 1,288 yuan, but 12 days later, it has risen to 3,698 yuan.

It has nearly tripled!

Almost instantly, Zhang Yue's face turned red.

Previously, he had been looking for varieties of grain that would see a sharp increase in price in the future.

As a result, I couldn't find it despite searching over and over, so I had to settle for the next best thing and make do by hauling hundreds of tons of corn.

Although I also made hundreds of thousands, it was really tiring!

Until now, my body has not fully recovered.

Unexpectedly, there was no way to recover the doubt, but it took no effort at all.

"Ahem, boss, how much wine do you have left?"

"14 bottles in stock!"

"That's all?"

The shop owner was helpless: "Brother, it's a lot. One bottle is 1,288, and 14 bottles is a small 20,000."

In addition, Maotai cannot default on the payment for the goods. If it cannot be sold, it will all be lost.

If you don’t believe it, you can ask other cigarette stores, none of them have more than 20 bottles in stock.”

Zhang Yue said: "Okay, I want all 14 bottles."

"real?"

"Why did you lie to me?"

The shop owner was instantly happy and even forgot about being teased by Zhang Yue just now.

He knelt down and opened a cabinet and took out 4 bottles from it.

Then he turned and walked to another corner and took out 9 bottles from a carton: "Here, that's all."

Zhang Yue's eyes suddenly narrowed. He pointed at the nine bottles of wine in the carton and said, "I don't want these."

The shop owner was stunned, and his face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot: "Didn't we agree to finish it? Are you deliberately playing tricks on me?"

Zhang Yue smiled: "Brother, why don't I want these 9 bottles of wine? You should know better than me, right?"

It's very simple for him to say that.

Because these 9 bottles of wine are all gross in the display of eyes’ superpowers.
Chapter completed!
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