"Mr. Jiang, you are young and promising. We, Mr. Li, must give you a toast."
"Nineteen years old is really amazing. I'll tell you the truth, Mr. Jiang. When I was nineteen years old, all I could think about was breasts and thighs, nothing else."
"Mr. Jiang, are you sure you don't want to promote group tours to others? It's a pity."
"You all have a rest for a while, and I'll toast Mr. Jiang with a drink, okay?"
While they were changing cups, the night was getting darker. Jiang Qin showed his drunkenness and said he couldn't drink any more. Before anyone could continue to persuade him, he fell down on the table with a thud.
Seeing this scene, the bosses sitting in front of the banquet looked at each other, thinking that being so drunk, they should have said almost everything they should say, but since he didn't say that he would continue to promote group sharing, he shouldn't be letting it go.
smoke bomb.
So, they are currently left with only two options.
One is to take advantage of the government-led opportunity to get on the bus and promote it nationwide with Zhihu.
The second is to give up this opportunity and continue to develop conservatively.
There are candidates for both options, and the ratio is about half and half.
Those who chose to get on the bus believed in Jiang Qin's ability and felt that since he announced his plan to promote Zhihu in the second half of the year with such great fanfare, it was by no means groundless.
Others have witnessed the two demonstrations of group-building with their own eyes and are full of confidence in the group-building project, but they have never seen Zhihu’s ability to attract traffic, so they are unsure.
They still look down on the college student market, always feeling that poor students don’t have much money to pay, and even if they get on Zhihu’s train, they will get very little results.
"Mr. Liu, what do you think?"
"Let's talk about it at the meeting tomorrow. I can't make up my mind right now."
"Where's Mr. Wang?"
"To be honest, cross-city promotion has always been a very time-consuming and labor-intensive thing. If we do it ourselves, we may not be as good as him. Now that I have this opportunity, whether it is a group or Zhihu, I want to try it.
"
"Mr. Zhao, would you like to say a few words?"
"What I make is a high-end brand, with high costs and low prices. However, Zhihu targets the college student market. This group's consumption power is too low, so it is not our target market."
While he was talking, Jiang Qin suddenly raised his head and burped. Then he stood up with his hands on the table and staggered out of the door. On the way out, he almost knocked over a piece of garbage at the door.
bucket.
Seeing this, Mr. Liu, Mr. Wang and Mr. Zhao stepped forward to help, but Jiang Qin waved his hand and refused.
"I'll tell you a secret."
"What secret?"
“No. 1 in the world on Zhihu.”
Jiang Qin said something mysterious, and then staggered out of the hotel.
As a result, just as he left with his front legs, He Yijun arrived with his rear legs. After looking around, he couldn't see Jiang Qin. He couldn't help but look a little confused, so he asked an acquaintance to ask.
Then he realized that Jiang Qin had just been toasted by everyone at the table, and left alone after getting drunk.
Damn it, what about taking turns to toast, it's obvious that they are just pouring wine. He Yijun saw through the truth of this cocktail party at a glance.
They couldn't understand why Jiang Qin ignored such a promising project like group-building and insisted on doing it on Zhihu. They were afraid that this project would be a smoke bomb, and they were also afraid that he would choose to pause it just halfway through, so they felt unsure.
I want to use the other party's drunkenness to find out.
After all, even if group buying cannot achieve instant online collection and payment for the time being, the potential is not comparable to a social network like Zhihu that cannot be monetized.
The more unclear they were about Jiang Qin's thinking pattern, the more wary they would feel and the more cautious they would be, always unable to make up their minds.
In their opinion, telling the truth while drunk might allow them to understand Jiang Qin's true thoughts.
But if more than a dozen people take turns indoctrinating one person, it really doesn't look like a personnel matter.
He Yijun got a lot of benefits from Jiang Qin during the reform. In terms of close relationship, he was definitely on Jiang Qin's side, so after simply drinking two glasses of wine, he left the hotel on the grounds of feeling unwell.
.
The midsummer night was a bit sultry and definitely not a comfortable temperature. He Yijun came out of the lobby and got into his car to leave. However, before he even started, there was a knocking sound outside the window.
Before He Yijun had time to ask who it was, he found that his car door had been opened. Jiang Qin sat in like a normal person and said, "Long time no see."
The air was silent for three seconds, and He Yijun's expression looked like he had seen a ghost.
[Mr. Jiang can’t drink enough. He fainted after just a few drinks and almost made it to the women’s restroom.]
[Mr. Jiang was drunk and knocked over the trash can when he left.]
[Mr. Jiang couldn’t walk in a straight line and almost walked onto the waitress at the door. Fortunately, she hid quickly.]
The words of the Linchuan boss echoed in He Yijun's mind, and when he looked at the carefree man in front of him, he felt doubtful in his heart.
"Aren't you drunk?"
"Drunk? That's nonsense. None of you in Linchuan can drink. The mouth of the cup is smaller than a damn one-dollar coin. Who can get drunk? You look down on us Jeju people too much."
He Yijun was stunned for a moment: "So you are pretending to be drunk?"
Jiang Qin grinned: "They want to know if Zhihu is a smoke bomb so they can decide whether to get in the car or not. I also want to know what they are worried about so that they can prepare their speech for tomorrow's meeting in advance, so they think I can hear it if they get drunk.
To tell the truth, I also think I can only hear the truth when I’m drunk.”
"Damn it, you are a real dog!"
"There's nothing we can do about it. How can an honest person do business? Are all the Kuchazi left without being cheated?"
He Yijun thinks this sentence is the truth: "Now that you have drunk and pretended to be drunk, what are you going to do next?"
Jiang Qin crossed his arms: "I will try my best to trick them into joining in tomorrow's exchange meeting. Then I will ask Mr. He to give me a compliment and let them know that it is definitely not a loss to be tied to Zhihu."
"It's okay to cooperate, but what good can I gain?"
"Aren't you going to buy a shopping mall in the next city? I've already prepared the money for you. You can just give me some shares when the time comes."
He Yijun was silent for a moment: "You don't want a unilateral win-win situation again, do you?"
Jiang Qin's mouth was twisted: "I'll give you real money and silver, are you still afraid that I'll trick you?"
"Okay, I have already drawn up the share subscription agreement. If you prepare the money, we will sign the contract. But you are about to start nationwide promotion. This is a money-burning matter. Do you really have any spare money?"
Jiang Qin narrowed his eyes and smiled: "The leaders of Linchuan hope that our local brands can rush out together as a team, so they pushed me out as a target. As long as we are tied together, we will both prosper and suffer, and I will spend their money."
Isn’t it too much promotion?”
He Yijun was amused by him: "How can you be so confident about spending other people's money? No wonder you can get rich!"
"Mr. He, you should know that what I said is the truth. They spend the same money on promotion, and they will never achieve the results I can achieve."
"That's true..."
He Yijun was the first wealthy Linchuan businessman to cooperate with Jiang Qin. While others lamented the rapid rise of Tuan Tuan, only He Yijun understood that the rise of Tuan Tuan was absolutely inseparable from the traffic pool cultivated by Zhihu.
Without this traffic pool, it would be very difficult for the group group to devour the market of Linchuan University Town, and it would definitely not be possible without two or three years of hard work.
In the same way, if he can get businessmen in Linchuan to form a team, invest money in Zhihu, and provide it with nutrients, then the traffic pool will grow larger and wider, and its scope will become wider and wider.
At that time, all local brands in Linchuan can use this traffic pool to achieve nationwide success like a group.
Just like Wanzhong at the beginning, if it hadn't been for those two bright sword marketing campaigns, it might not have fully recovered until now, and it would still be struggling to make ends meet.
If one plus one equals two, it is not called business. It is at best speculation. Only when one plus one is greater than two, greater than three, or even greater than four, greater than five, greater than tens of thousands, is it called business.
"Tell me, the Linchuan Municipal Government will hold a meeting tomorrow. How can I cooperate with you?"
"Do you remember that you once commented on me when you were interviewed by Linchuan TV station, saying that I have a long-term vision, as if I can predict the future, and always anticipate things that have not happened yet and make adequate preparations?"
He Yijun was stunned for a moment: "I have some impression, but how do you remember it so clearly?"
"That was a compliment to me. Can I remember clearly?" Jiang Qin said with a crooked tongue.
"It makes sense, but what are you talking about?"
"I need Mr. He to say this again based on his own personal experience."
After hearing this, He Yijun nodded, his expression gradually becoming thoughtful.
He wanted to know when Jiang Qin thought of this step. Was it when the group started to promote it across the city? Or when he was being interviewed?
If it were promoted throughout the city, then this person would be too scary, because the most difficult thing about doing business is not the momentum to advance by leaps and bounds, but more importantly, the perseverance to retreat bravely.
What if it was him during an interview? That would be even scarier.
Because it is equivalent to him always throwing bait and fishing, and you can't figure out what his final purpose is.
"Mr. He, I'm here. Let's meet tomorrow."
"Okay Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Qin opened the car door, got out of the car, and walked back to the room on the fifth floor. However, after knocking on the door several times, he heard no response. So he went to the front desk to get the spare room card and came back. He found that the little rich woman was already sleeping on the bedside.
He was asleep, and at this time he was mumbling and talking in his sleep, shouting like his own name.
Damn little devil, you are really testing like crazy on the edge of having a baby.
Jiang Qin turned off the TV, took out the next door room key card from her pocket, turned around and exited.
Tomorrow's meeting is very important and may determine whether he will be extremely rich in the second half of the year, so he needs to take a good rest tonight and recharge his energy.
I'm bringing my wife back home today. The one in the afternoon may be a little late.
