Zhongyuan Paper Group, formed by Aidi Paper Company and many small private paper mills in Baoding, Hebei Province, and Donghai Paper Group, formed by the same number of small private paper mills centered in Weifang, Shandong Province, have started a war in Beijing in the past six months.
Fierce price wars have been held for several rounds.
Each time, the price was pushed to the edge of the profit line. Both parties shouted at each other with blushes and necks to see who could afford to pay! Then one party crossed the line and started to lose money, and the other party immediately followed, with their noses and faces swollen to compare their courage. Finally, one party was able to bear it.
After being unable to hold back, the other party quickly stopped his hand and took a few breaths. When he was almost relieved, he continued to fight.
So in 1998, the price of toilet paper in the Beijing-Tianjin market was like a roller coaster, going up and down. Moreover, Zhongyuan Paper and Donghai Paper were originally jointly repairing Ai Paper, but as a result, friction arose between Zhongyuan Paper and Donghai Paper.
Because the two papermaking groups are similar in size, at a similar stage of corporate development, and have similar technological content of their products, the market overlap of the two products is high. Aidi Papermaking has a greater profit margin due to its higher level of automation, so it mainly
It has mastered the mid-to-low-end market and left the mid-to-high-end market to its two rivals.
Therefore, the original alliance with Wu to fight against Cao later turned into a melee between the Three Kingdoms.
Although Aidi Paper Factory did not firmly occupy the Beijing-Tianjin market, the popularity of its products unexpectedly increased. There were numerous economic analyzes in newspapers, some lamented: the price war of home appliances is in the ascendant, and the price war of toilet paper among private companies is raging again;
Some praised: The competition in the market economy is to provide the people with high-quality and low-priced products, and the harder they are beaten, the better! Others gloated: They are all evil capitalists, and it would be best if they were beaten to death!
In this way, a manager candidate who is nominally leading this world-famous price war will be very attractive to the newly established EMBA of Renmin University of China Business School. Because it is natural that no one will support a newly established subject.
, just like a new work by a newcomer on the Internet, if someone reads it, it is a reward, and if you can easily collect it, it is worth a thumbs up. Then you need a reward... Please allow the author to hang himself for five minutes, and you must be able to recover before continuing to write...
Being able to attract such a person to study in EMBA is like a newcomer's novel deceiving a great master's promotion. The attraction to other potential "customers" is huge. So the business school agreed when they heard about it.
What’s more, this customer has already graduated from a serious university with a four-year bachelor’s degree, and his basic quality is sufficient.
Wang Ai contacted the school and went back to Huang Xin. In order to express his sincerity, Wang Ai took two days off and returned to Liaoyang to invite Huang Xin in person.
Huang Xin was surprised to see Wang Ai in front of the No. 3 Middle School. When Wang Ai explained the matter, Huang Xin was in a dilemma. Huang Xin was extremely eager to have the opportunity to study at a famous brand like Renmin University of China.
This opportunity would never have come to me in this life, but now the little genius has fought for this opportunity.
However, I am a foreign language major, so I can barely get by to study foreign trade, but business administration...Besides, my teacher at the No. 3 Middle School has been struggling with droughts and floods, so I finally got it, so it would be a pity to give up like this.
"Sister Huang Xin, don't be afraid of business administration. The school knows you are a foreign language major and they haven't said anything. Why are you trying to scare yourself? You can stay without pay as a teacher in No. 3 Middle School. Just say you want to go.
There is no reason for the school to disagree with the postgraduate entrance examination. If the school really disagrees, I will help you contact the Liaoyang Municipal Education Bureau."
Seeing that Huang Xin was still frowning tightly, Wang Ai became a little anxious. He couldn't find anyone more considerate than Huang Xin. It's not impossible to find a nanny who knows everything, but the problem is that there is no common language.
"Sister Huang Xin, are you worried about the tuition? You don't have to worry about the tuition. Our family will pay for it for you. It makes no sense for you to take care of my life while going to school, and you have to pay for the tuition yourself. Besides, I took the initiative to invite you. You
I also temporarily gave up my career as a teacher.”
"No need!" Huang Xin raised her head: "Taking care of you is nothing, it's just an extra handful of rice when cooking."
"Oops! Okay, okay, let me tell you the truth, Sister Huang Xin, please go to Beijing to study for this MBA. Not only will you take care of me, I will also prepare you to directly invite you to work in Ai's paper mill after you graduate from the master's degree. We
Know the basics and invite a senior management talent who is in charge of the government. Trust is the first priority."
"Me?" Huang Xin asked in surprise with her eyes wide open.
Two days later, Huang Xin, who was urged, pulled, pulled, and coaxed by Wang Ai to complete all the procedures, boarded the plane to Beijing in a daze. Looking back on these two days, it was like a dream, so confused.
So I took a leave of absence without pay, moved to Beijing, and took on the job of marketing manager of the paper company I love, so... I really am a person without any ideas.
Huang Xin's father, Huang An, is very supportive. Unfortunately, after four years of college, he finally became a middle school teacher with a monthly salary of only 500 yuan, while the monthly salary of the marketing manager of Ai's paper mill is 5,000 yuan. Moreover, the monthly salary of both parties is 5,000 yuan.
Social status is seriously unequal. If you are the marketing manager of a paper mill, you can often appear in Beijing's major newspapers, but if you are a teacher of No. 3 Middle School in Liaoyang, you may not be able to appear in Liaoyang Daily every ten or eight years.
Arriving at the newly bought courtyard house in Beijing, Wang Ai proudly led the way and shook the key: "Hey, this is my home, and it is also your home, how about it?"
It's not like Huang Xin and Li Lin have never seen big houses before. Houses in rural areas are very big, but in this capital city where land is so expensive, it is still an antique house. Needless to say, the aura of a wealthy person has already hit them.
Wang Ai led the two of them into the courtyard and pointed randomly: "You two live wherever you want, since you are not outsiders anyway."
The two of them were just like Grandma Liu. Looking from east to west, the 1,000-square-meter mansion was extraordinary. If it weren't for the fact that the original layout was not very good and seemed a bit compact, the living experience would be better.
In the end, Wang Ai chose the main room, and Li Lin chose the side room to take care of Wang Ai's safety. Huang Xin looked left and right. Although she didn't understand, she could see that the privacy of the backyard was good, so she chose the back room.
Early the next morning, Wang Ai was going to school, Huang Xin was going to the business school to sign up for an EMBA course, and Li Lin also wanted to see the excitement at Renmin University of China.
The three of them were walking on the street, and Wang Ai suddenly sighed: "Tsk, tsk, a bird cage and a vicious dog are missing."
The two looked at Wang Ai strangely, "What are you talking about?"
Wang Ai took a step forward, raised his head and chest, shook his head and shook his butt, pointing to his chest: "Master!"
Li Lin looked left and right, looked down at himself, nodded, curled his lips, shook his shoulders, pointed to his chest and said, "Thug!"
Then the two of them looked at Huang Xin together, and Huang Xin shrank her neck. Even if she didn't understand courtyard houses, she should know that if she really wanted to role-play like this, who lived in the main house and who lived in the back room.
After muttering for a long time, he suddenly pointed at himself and said: "The manager of the family, Wang Xifeng! Humph!"
