"It's no problem if it's blended or not, as long as it doesn't kill anyone. But we focus on foreign markets, so the taste must meet the preferences of foreign users. Can you produce vodka?"
In the simple and white reception room, Yuan Mei, who was wearing a loose suit, sat at the table and put forward her request with a smile. Opposite her sat the serious Deputy Director Jiang and Chairman Ma, two middle-aged men in their forties and fifties.
He keeps laughing like a subordinate.
In response to Yuan Mei's request, Chairman Ma immediately said with certainty: "Vodka is the easiest liquor to fool. Lao Maozi is a creature who even drinks car antifreeze when he is in a hurry, and their wine is also simple and crude.
To put it bluntly, vodka is actually alcohol mixed with water. If you add some flavoring, it will be a high-end product. If the products of our factory are brought to Russia, they will be high-quality products. If we want to produce vodka, there will be no problem at all."
Yuan Mei didn't say much about Chairman Ma's guarantee. During this time, she was buying all kinds of low-end products, and she saw a lot of profiteers who were selling all kinds of fake and shoddy goods to her. Whatever.
When you pick one out, it makes a loud noise.
"We will ask the Quality Inspection Office of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to conduct random inspections, which must meet the minimum safety requirements. If there is no problem with the quality, we will first order a thousand tons." Yuan Mei waved off an order.
One thousand tons is not a big deal for a large winery, but Chairman Ma is officially a director, but his factory is full of people with only a hundred people, and it produces the lowest-end liquor. To be honest, the low-end liquor market is shrinking now.
It's already hard to sell.
"No problem, I still have confidence in the quality of the products in the factory." Chairman Ma couldn't help but feel confident. He really just used mass-produced edible alcohol to blend the wine, and the price was cheap.
However, the taste of brewed wine is not even the slightest bit different from that of general blended wine, especially the word "blended" which gives people a very bad impression in China. Nowadays, domestic blended wines do not dare to advertise that they are blended, otherwise there will be no
Sales. But drinking alcohol really doesn’t kill people.
Perhaps because Chairman Ma was being honest, Yuan Mei glanced at him and then said, "How much inventory does your factory have?"
"More than three hundred tons." Chairman Ma's heart trembled when he thought of this number. This batch of inventory was accumulated by his small winery over the years. The accumulation was so large that he couldn't sleep well.
"If there's no problem with the quality, please give me a price and I'll take it all." When Yuan Mei said this, she didn't even raise her head. But Chairman Ma was so excited that he fell to the ground and shouted, "Thank you for saving the suffering Guanyin Bodhisattva."
'Yes.
Finally sold, finally sold! This batch of wine has been weighing on my heart for many days and nights, and now someone is finally willing to take it.
Lao Ma felt like he was about to shed tears. Is it easy to do business these days? There are difficulties everywhere, but nowhere is it as happy as today? He quickly said: "I guarantee the price is cheap, it will definitely be a big sale at a loss."
This was what Yuan Mei meant, and she didn't want it even if it wasn't cheap. She simply checked a check mark on her work memo and asked: "Can you also produce whiskey, brandy, rum, etc."
A similar product?”
Chairman Ma seemed to have exerted all his strength at this moment and said confidently: "General Manager Yuan, in fact, foreign wines are all blended, and production is simpler than domestic wines. For example, rum itself is a blending process
, just add saccharin to the edible alcohol.
Brandy and whiskey just have different tastes, and they are very simple to produce. Moreover, my old Marco came from a large state-owned distillery back then. He has no other skills except for the unique skill of blending."
Deputy factory director Jiang joked: "Lao Ma just thought he was very good at blending, so he opened a factory specializing in blending. In the end, he lost his life."
Chairman Ma also laughed and continued boasting: "My unique skill is not simple. I have a way to make the taste of blended wine close to that of brewed wine. Adding food additives is a science. It doesn't take more than ten or twenty years.
You can’t learn anything with years of work experience.”
"Okay, I will send someone to follow up on this business. First clear the inventory, and then place an order for a thousand tons. Don't worry, our demand for alcohol is huge now. The key is to make it cheap. It must be cheap."
After Yuan Mei finished discussing with the two people selling cigarettes and liquor, she walked out of the reception room and took another contract handed over by her secretary, "The manufacturer of instant noodles is here? Their price is too high, it's not reasonable at all.
Meets our requirements.”
General Manager Yuan came out of one reception room and walked into another reception room. Here was another group selling instant noodles. There is a huge gap in food in the wasteland, and the demand is almost bottomless. Now it is completely dependent on a small amount of food storage.
support, but in many places even the food reserves have been exhausted.
What to do if there is no food? People will die!
In order to fill this huge market demand and buy enough people, Zhou Qingfeng decided to transport a large amount of instant noodles from the real world to the wasteland.
Now she was talking to Yuan Mei, a major domestic instant noodle manufacturer. When she opened her mouth, she said: "This is the best-selling non-fried instant noodles under our Hua Liang Group in recent years. It focuses on health concepts, is low in salt and oil, and is very suitable for...
The needs of the working class.”
Yuan Mei, who had just sat down, immediately frowned and said: "I remember we have made it clear long ago that we are looking for fried instant noodles with more oil and more salt. How about non-fried noodles with low salt and less oil? You can't understand my tender.
Book?"
The person who came to sell instant noodles was the largest food processing company in the country. It was like a giant. The person who came here was the sales agent of this company in Tianyang City, and he had an air of pride. His request for Yuan Mei was not worth it.
He smiled and said: "I heard that your company has overseas sales channels, and foreign countries attach great importance to the concept of 'health'. Only non-fried food is suitable for the market."
Bang... Yuan Mei threw down the contract and said to his secretary: "Let's find another company that produces instant noodles. This company doesn't understand our requirements at all. Their quotation is ridiculously high, and they keep talking nonsense. Watching
It makes people angry.”
Seeing that Yuan Mei actually turned around and left to sell instant noodles, he was shocked and angry. He stood up angrily and said: "General Manager Yuan, I am kindly advising you. Now not only foreign countries, but also domestic non-fried noodles
The market is expanding rapidly, and the concept that fried instant noodles are unhealthy has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Fried instant noodles are sold in the low-end market, and they are making less and less money, and there is no shipment volume at all. You are going against the market trend, and sooner or later you will lose money. Moreover, we at Hualiang have already
Occupying the absolute dominance of domestic convenience foods, you will still have to come to us for purchase at Hualiang."
Yuan Mei had already walked out of the office. Hearing what the other party said, he couldn't help but said angrily: "Why are you so arrogant? I don't believe that I can't find an instant noodles maker. I want the cheapest fried instant noodles with heavy oil and salt."