Unfortunately, at this time, the Trademark Law has not yet come into being.
Because, in today's business field, most of them are state-owned enterprises, which pay attention to the brotherhood between enterprises, and there are higher-level departments that allocate the same type of enterprises. Trademark registration is completely useless in the eyes of many old-school leaders.
They believe that if Factory A has produced a good product, it should contribute it to Factory B free of charge, so that the interests will be shared and we can make progress together.
In this way, the trademark law was stillborn.
Of course, having been deceived by Japan in terms of patents, the central government would not take the matter of trademarks lightly. Although the Trademark Law was not passed, it did pass the protection regulations for well-known trademarks.
For example, well-known trademarks such as Moutai, Wuliangye, Phoenix Bicycle, Panda Color TV, and Pearl Watches are protected by the government.
These well-known trademarks are all acquired through years of best-selling and accumulated reputation.
But Shuxiang King is a latecomer product, and it doesn’t even have a finished product. How can it become a well-known trademark?
Since it cannot become a well-known trademark, there is no guarantee that others will not use it.
According to what Xue Laosan knows, businessmen of this era can be said to be the first wave of business trendsetters in the Republic. They are all open-minded, bold and careful people, and their business sense is extremely sensitive.
Not to mention anything else, this Spring Festival Gala, Ma Ji performed "Universe Brand Cigarettes". It didn't take long for real Universe Brand cigarettes to appear on the market, and sales were booming. What's more, the leader of the cigarette factory finally successfully invited
When Ma Ji arrived, he became the brand spokesperson for Universe brand cigarettes.
With the lessons learned from this experience, how could Xue Laosan not be timid and make mistakes. All his hard work was in vain.
Xue Laosan couldn't wait, and all he could think about was how to control the deterioration of the situation.
He had a very smart mind and thought of several methods in an instant, and then rejected them one by one.
First, focus on production and distribute goods as soon as possible; but now it is the Spring Festival, it is impossible to raise funds to start work. In addition, even the production raw materials are not properly prepared. Distribution is out of the question.
The second is to push for the formation of the trademark law with full force. However, the Xue family has a lot of energy, and it is impossible to push for the introduction of a law in a short period of time. That is also a fantasy.
The third is to start from consumers. Let the world know in the shortest possible time that the King of Sichuan Xiang comes from Yunjin. But these days, CCTV has no advertising department at all. Even if it has money, it has no place to advertise.
, if you want to clarify the ownership of Shuxiang King, you will have to wait until the Spring Festival next year and start looking for the Spring Festival Gala.
Xue Laosan was so worried that he almost wanted to explode, but he couldn't get anything out of it for a long time.
The Su Mei people on one side were attracted by the wonderful program of the Spring Festival Gala, their eyes were almost glued to the screen, and they were not aware of Xue Laosan's strangeness.
No, Xue Laosan was worrying so much that the little guy suddenly held his belly and laughed so hard that he leaned hard on Xue Laosan's shoulder and couldn't help but twitch.
Her exaggerated movements immediately pulled Xue Laosan out of his melancholy.
When Xue Laosan raised his eyes and looked at the TV, what was playing on the TV was the sketch "Eating Noodles" by Zhu Shimao and Chen Peisi. On the TV, Chen Peisi was shown eating up a bowl of noodles with a tsunami, with funny facial expressions and humorous language.
, even if you look at it again, it is very interesting.
But now Xue Laosan is full of worries and is not in a happy mood. Just as he was about to look away, he suddenly heard Chen Peisi say on the TV: "These noodles are so fragrant. Are there any seasonings added to them? My tongue almost melted after eating them."
"Sheng your face, where did all this nonsense come from."
Zhu Shimao, who was in a suit and leather shoes, held the guide tube and glared, "I told you that you have no place to buy it. This is a specialty of Yunjin, a treasure in Sichuan. I got it with a lot of effort. If I weren't afraid of you, kid
If the food isn't delicious, I won't be able to give it to you."
Chen Peisi said with saliva, "Yes, yes, yes, I know you put in a lot of effort. You must have asked your second cousin's third aunt, fourth grandpa's fifth aunt's grand-niece and grand-niece to get it..."
Chen Peisi's talkative talk on TV made everyone in the room burst into laughter and almost out of breath. However, Xue Laosan on the other side stood up and rushed out of the yard, so happy that he beat him several times in a row.
Everyone was dumbfounded. The little guy stopped laughing and murmured, "What have I seen? I can't bear to laugh at this."
Little did they know that Xue Laosan's excitement was not because of the skit itself, but because of Xue's deep concern just now. After this skit, nothing happened.
At this moment, he was really grateful to the bones of the honest Director Huang. He only paid 10,000 yuan. Not only did he go to great lengths to help his Shuxiang King appear in front of the camera, but he also took care of the art design of the sample and the product.
This fatal omission that even Xue himself had forgotten has been filled in.
At this time, his previous worries about fakes and preemptive trademark registrations were all gone. Zhu Shimao said "Yun Brocade in Sichuan" and nailed it. This Shu Xiang King can only come from Yun Brocade, and can only come from his jurisdiction, Xue.
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He even believed that in less than two years, King Shuxiang would become a well-known trademark of the Republic and come under the protection of the government.
After receiving the good news, Xue Laosan was in a good mood. He changed his previous dullness and started making wonderful comments on the programs on TV. He was from Hunchuan. He had experienced the Internet era and knew these celebrities who would be familiar to later generations.
Although it is not particularly clear, in this era of information congestion, it is much stronger.
On a program, he picked out the ins and outs of famous performers and gossip about their lives, and the little guy, Xiao Yi, two gossip gangsters, were very excited when they heard it. They were Su Meiren and Xiao Wan, two high-level intellectuals.
, and couldn’t help but glance sideways from time to time.
While talking and laughing, time flew by very fast. Before the bell rang to keep the New Year's Eve, Xue Laosan moved a hundred thousand spring bells and hung them on the old tree in front of the door. The firecrackers were meandering and dragged out on the ground.
Ten meters.
The Big Mac firecrackers were taken apart, and the little guy's hands were spread out like trumpets. He was staring at the TV and shouting "Ten, nine, eight, seven..." at the top of his lungs.
When she was about to exit the "zero" side, the firecrackers exploded on time, and the sky-shattering crackling sound shattered the dark night.
Listen carefully, the sound of firecrackers spreads farther and farther, and gathers more and more. At this moment, this kind of sound can be heard almost at the same time in the land of 9.6 million square kilometers, which together compose the history of China.
The grand music.
As soon as the sound of firecrackers stopped, the little guy shouted, "Oh, New Year, New Year, brothers and sisters, I wish you good health, smooth work, all the best, everything goes smoothly, and a successful career in the new year...
"
For a moment, the little man turned into a smooth talker. He was as obedient as fried beans. He babbled and skipped, saying more than ten words in one go.
Seeing that he was at a loss for words, Xue Laosan was afraid that the little annoying spirit would hold back the blessing words of "abundant grains and prosperous livestock", so he quickly took out the red envelope he had prepared earlier and blocked the little man's mouth.
Xue Xiang and his wife finished giving out red envelopes to the third child and stayed up late on New Year's Eve, and it was finally coming to an end.
While the three boys were washing up, Xue Laosan took the broom again and cleared away the firecrackers, confetti and snow in the yard with three strokes.
At one o'clock in the morning, Xue Laosan, who had worked hard all day, finally got his pillow wet.
"Why aren't you asleep yet? I'm disturbing you?"
Xue Laosanfang fell down and saw Su Meiren turning over.
He was about to get up, but Su Meiren stretched out his hand to hold him back, "Lie down, I'm not asleep, I'm waiting for you."
Xue Laosan did as he was told and lay down on the pillow. He felt very strange in his heart, something was wrong with Sumei.
"Go to sleep, it's getting late, and you have to get up early tomorrow." After speaking, Xue Laosan patted Su Meiren on the arm.
"Xue Xiang, thank you!"
Without any clue or warning, the Sumerian suddenly said this.
Hearing the sound, Xue Laosan sat up in shock and stared at Su Meiren. He really didn't know what happened to his wife today.
However, Su Meiren said nothing, raised her body, pulled Xue Laosan to lie down, opened his arms, curled up, squeezed into his arms, and hugged him tightly with her arms.
Although Xue Laosan didn't know why Su Meiren was like this, he could clearly feel the touch of the beauty in his arms.
He could only hold the beauty's back and gently caress her.
The two of them lay quietly like this. I don't know how long it had passed. Su Meiren, who was curled up in Xue Laosan's arms, suddenly turned over and quietly stared at Xue Laosan's handsome face and murmured to herself.
He said, "I wish to win the heart of one person and never leave each other until we grow old together."
It turned out that today was New Year's Eve, and Xue Laosan was working hard without letting the four Su Mei people interfere. Especially in the evening, before going to bed, Xue Laosan fetched hot water, helped the whole family wash up, and then
I took a broom to remove the snow and worked until very late, then rested on the bed.
It would be fine if she was the third child. After all, she is still young, but Su Meiren is the mistress of the Xue family. What Xue Laosan did was originally what she should do, but Xue Laosan did not let her reach out.
Thinking about how kind Xue Laosan was to me in the past, I almost treated myself like a spoiled child. I didn't want to get involved in any annoying things. I simply treated myself like a spoiled child.
Occasionally, the soft heartstrings in Su Meiren's heart were touched, and her emotions overflowed like a river bursting its banks. But she was a reserved woman, and although her heart was filled with waves, she did not want to reveal it.
It wasn't until Xue Laosan fell asleep that she quietly stood up and whispered to her beloved husband in his sleep.
"Grog," she finished her words. With a click, Xue Laosan opened his closed eyes and smiled at the dumbfounded Sumei.
"ah!"
Su Meiren exclaimed, and in an instant, her cheeks were stained with rouge, and she crawled under the quilt.
Xue Laosan had been holding it in for a long time, waiting for this moment to let her escape. He grabbed Su Meiren with his left hand and said with a smile, "What did you say just now? Say it again."
It was the first time that she confided her love words in front of Xue Laosan. The reserved and restrained Su Mei was already extremely embarrassed. Seeing Xue Laosan joking about it, she wished she could find a crack in the ground and crawl in. How could she repeat herself?
, "No, I didn't say anything. You must have heard wrong, otherwise you were talking in your sleep." (To be continued...)