After a while, Ren Yiping was invited into the office by the factory director and others.
"Please take a seat, Comrade Ren!"
After the factory director politely invited him to take a seat, a factory leader next to him immediately handed him a cigarette, while another person was busy making tea.
Ren Yiping became increasingly restless. He tried to explain his purpose several times, but was interrupted by the factory director who pulled him into conversation.
It was not until they were polite to each other for a while that the factory director took the initiative and asked: "Comrade Ren, I wonder what your instructions are for coming here this time?"
"Director Bao, you must have misunderstood. I didn't bring any instructions when I came this time. I came to sell wine to you." Ren Yiping said with a wry smile.
"Selling alcohol?"
All the factory leaders in the room were stunned when they heard this. They were not too angry about this mistake, they just felt shocked.
We have had unified purchasing and sales for many years, but there are still people selling wine door-to-door.
And this is not right for the banker!
You, a member of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, come to sell wine here? It sounds so awkward!
"That Comrade Ren." The factory director was a little puzzled: "I don't understand. What's going on with you? Why is the Ministry of Foreign Affairs still selling wine?"
"Listen to me and tell you slowly." The honest and upright Ren Yiping coyly repeated the words that Chu Heng had given them in advance: "That's what happened. In the past few years, our Ministry of Foreign Affairs engaged in various activities to earn foreign exchange.
I opened a winery and planned to produce some red wine and sell it abroad. I couldn’t produce too much at once and some of it was not sold, so I had to digest it internally.”
"Then because these items were not included in the plan and could not be sold in department stores, we had no choice but to go door-to-door to sell them. I hope you comrades can support us and help us."
"Oh, so that's it." The factory director nodded suddenly.
Another factory leader quickly grasped the key point and hurriedly asked: "Comrade Ren, the wine you just served in your unit was not part of the plan. Does that mean you can buy it without a ticket?"
"Yes, you don't need a ticket, you can buy it if you have money." Ren Yiping looked at them expectantly: "Would you like some? It happens to be the Chinese New Year soon, so we should give more benefits to the employees."
When they heard that there was no need to vote, a group of people with deep pockets immediately became interested. After all, the money in the factory was not theirs, so they didn't feel bad about spending it, and they could still get some benefits.
So, the factory director immediately asked: "It's okay to buy some, but I've never seen red wine before. You must have brought a bar in your bag? Can you give us a taste first?"
"Bring it, bring it."
Ren Yiping hurriedly took out a bottle of wine, took out a corkscrew, and took out the cork with great difficulty.
Seeing this, the factory director and others quickly picked up the tea cups on the table, poured the tea in them on the floor, and then came over and handed the cups over.
"Crash!"
Ren Yiping pouted and poured some wine for each of them, then put the cork back on the bottle and kept it for later use when he went to the next house.
The factory director and others didn't have any objections to this. They raised their heads and drank the wine while holding the wine glasses. They then smashed the wine in their mouths. They felt it was sour and astringent, not as tasty as vinegar. Everyone's expressions were extremely complicated.
So damn sloppy!
I wouldn’t do it if I knew it tasted so bad!
"How do you feel? Want to buy some?" Ren Yiping's face was full of hope.
"What do you think?" The factory director, who was worried that he was not used to drinking, did not rush to express his thoughts, but turned to look at others.
"I'm a little drunk and don't feel good about this."
"It's not as delicious as beer, and it's not as strong as liquor."
"That's what happened."
The others shook their heads, but no one agreed.
These days, Chinese people basically don’t have the habit of drinking red wine. There are only a few people who like to drink red wine and know how to drink it. It just so happens that the people in the room are all part of the majority of people.
When the factory director saw that he didn't think it tasted good, he looked at Ren Yiping apologetically and said, "Comrade Ren, you heard me. I really want to help you, but your wine is not good at all."
Come on, I really want to buy it and give it to the employees, why don’t they scold me to death?”
"Hey, I'll take my leave then. I won't disturb you all." Ren Yiping stood up in disappointment and was about to leave. He was not a professional salesman and didn't have such a thick skin. Since he didn't want me, he just left.
"Walk slowly, I'll see you off!"
The factory director and others politely sent him out of the office building.
Then Ren Yiping rushed to another factory perseveringly, and the result was better than that of the cotton and linen factory. Although the factory leader did not buy it, he passed the news to the employees. After learning that the wine was free of charge, some people who liked red wine, or
The employees who wanted to try it bought some, about fifty bottles.
You must know that it was a large factory with more than 5,000 people, but in the end it only sold so little, and it was based on the fact that the Sijiucheng Winery had always been selling red wine.
This shows how low the Chinese people’s acceptance of red wine was at that time.
But it’s understandable. After all, it’s not open yet, and the idea of worshiping foreigners and favoring foreigners hasn’t spread yet.
Yes.
The situation on Ren Yiping's side is not unique. Yu He and others are similar to his side, and they basically haven't sold much wine.
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Days are short in winter.
It was only around four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was not yet time to get off work, and the sky started to get dark.
Yu He, who was bathing in the colorful sunset and ran out after lunch, finally returned to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. He was as cold as a dog after being blown by the cold wind all afternoon.
"Ouch, I'm freezing to death!"
When Yu He entered the house, he quickly found a kettle and poured himself a large glass of boiling water. He warmed his hands while holding them while drinking.
Chu Heng, who had been reading in the office all afternoon, handed him a cigarette and asked with a smile: "How was the harvest?"
"Don't mention it. I sold five hundred bottles of wine in one afternoon. This person only bought it because I heard that you are my leader." Yu He sighed.
"You're pretty good, I haven't sold any of this bottle!" Yuan Qing walked in at this time, her face flushed red by the wind. As soon as she came in, she ran to the heater and put her hand on it.
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Chu Heng was also mentally prepared for this. He stood and spoke without any pain in his back and comforted him: "It's okay, don't be discouraged. We won't be open for three years this time, and we will be open for three years. As long as there is one who can buy it, it will be fine.
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"hehe!"
The two brothers responded with polite smiles.
After a while, other people came back one after another, but no one brought back any good news. The six of them together didn't sell a thousand bottles of wine.
Chu Heng was not disappointed. After some encouragement, one person gave them a bottle of wine as a consolation and asked them to go back from get off work early. Then the next day, he kicked them out again and continued to sell.
In this way, three days passed quickly.
The sales situation of this batch of wine is still not very optimistic. Only more than 3,000 bottles were sold in a few days. For the stock of more than 50,000 bottles, it is a drop in the bucket.
Seeing this, some people in the ministry who could not stand Chu Heng began to gloat at his misfortune, thinking that he had suffered a setback and were waiting to see a joke.
