After a few days of fermentation, the reputation of the morning drink became more and more popular in Los Angeles City, and Liu's drink was a bit at a loss for a while.
In the conference room, Xu Hong took the market report and said: "Mr. Liu, now in the entire Los Angeles City, our morning drinks occupy 60% of the market, while Liu's beverages only have 40% left. Many small factories
They all went bankrupt because of our profit concessions.”
After hearing this, Ye Chen was not surprised. This is the reality. Mortals often suffer when gods fight, just like the fight between Jiaduobao and Wanglaoji in later generations, and He Qizheng almost went bankrupt.
"Mr. Ye, Liu's beverages can still account for 40% of the share. Is there someone above?"
Xu Hong said with some doubts.
This kind of stone hammer would have been dead for most ordinary factories.
"normal."
Ye Chen took a sip of tea and said, "After all, Liu Yang has been operating in Luo City for so many years. It is still impossible to kill him with a hammer. We can capture 60% of the market in such a short period of time.
Very good."
"Next, as long as the raw material suppliers are prevented from defecting and throwing money at the market, Liu will die."
Ye Chen said calmly, "Within ten days, the market share must be increased to 70%."
"There is a high probability that there will be no problem with the raw material supplier. The contract has been signed, the price has been increased by 10%, and the liquidated damages are also very high. They cannot afford to pay."
"Well, that's good. By the way, how about the work that I asked you to hand over?"
Ye Chen asked.
"No problem. Now the dealers have basically taken care of everything. We just need to continue supplying goods at a profit."
"Well, then you can do something for me now."
Ye Chen said, subconsciously leaning against Xu Hong's ear.
Five minutes later, Xu Hong was shocked, "Mr. Ye, you, what are you doing?
We don’t have much funds to begin with!”
"At this rate of burning money, we don't even have enough money for ten days, so why don't you spend 100,000 to buy that thing?"
"Oh, just listen to me, go, go, don't waste time, if you can't spend the 100,000 in five days, I will fire you!"
Ye Chen said seriously.
When Xu Hong saw that Ye Chen was serious, he was confused and went out with his ears drooped.
As soon as Xu Hong went out, the office phone rang.
"Hello?
Ye Chen?
You kid, you are really merciless! If Liu Yang hadn’t been deeply entrenched in Luo City, he would have fallen into your hands!"
Ye Chen felt a little strange when he heard the voice on the phone.
I have nothing to do with Mr. Wu in the business field, and not very much. Why does the other party care so much about my affairs?
Do all the big guys in this era have a hobby of teasing children?
Too free, right?
Although it was strange, Ye Chen still responded politely: "That's still not as good as Mr. Wu. Haven't you seen through my little trick?"
"Don't praise me too much!"
Mr. Wu said with a smile, "What are your next plans?
The two of you are now competing to see who can burn more money, can you burn more money than others?"
"Mr. Wu, do you think I am the kind of person who is short of money?"
"No way, you are! Don't talk nonsense with me here. How can you hide your financial situation from me?
200,000 yuan is as high as the sky. There is a lot of cash available in Liuyang for 70,000 to 800,000 yuan, but you really can’t do it!”
"Mr. Wu, a man can't say no, you called me just to arrange it for me?"
"I'm not arranging you."
Mr. Wu cleared his throat and said, "I think you are a good person, but you were born at the wrong time. I said that if your factory disappears, would you come to me as a secretary? Would it be okay for you?"
Ye Chen was happy when he heard this. The other party was expecting him to go bankrupt!
However, Ye Chen was also very surprised that he was asked to be a secretary. How could a secretary of a large state-owned enterprise be an ordinary person these days?
I don’t know how many city leaders were secretaries of large state-owned enterprises.
However, Ye Chen was not interested in politics or anything like that, so he immediately said, "That may disappoint you. This factory of mine really won't go down in a while."
"What are you doing, where are you going to get money now?
Bank loan?
You know you can't borrow money."
Mr. Wu lit a cigarette and said.
"I won't bother you with that."
The two exchanged pleasantries for a few more words before hanging up the phone.
Mr. Wu kept telling Ye Chen that it was impossible for banks to lend money.
Ye Chen was also a little helpless. He had no intention of borrowing money from the bank. In this era, banks basically would not lend money to small businesses, not to mention that it was still at a time when most industries were in recession.
After Mr. Wu on the other end of the phone hung up, he no longer thought about smoking. He couldn't figure out where Ye Chen's confidence was. He thought about all the ways Ye Chen could get money. Apart from finding a bank loan, there was no other way.
Everything below is written in the criminal law.
At such a young age, that’s not a problem, right?
Wu Zhan thought about it and called Ye Chen again. To be honest, although he and Ye Chen were not related, he felt in his heart that this person was a talent, and he still couldn't bear to see the other person go down the road of no return.
"Hello?
Boy, let’s have dinner together at Guangming Hotel at six o’clock tonight.”
"Ah this..." Ye Chen was a little embarrassed, wondering what he was doing, why did the other party just catch him and not let him go?
"What is this?
Come quickly!"
"Okay, okay, Mr. Wu opens his mouth. As a junior, I definitely can't refuse."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Chen's face was full of bitterness.
He didn't want to waste time with these people, but unfortunately the other party's strength in Los Angeles City was not small, and offending such people would not do him any good.
…
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Chen arrived early. In the private room, he saw Mr. Wu sitting at the table alone, eating a plate of food. When he saw someone coming, he smiled and said: "Oh, you kid is here.
Come on, come on, eat some, this stir-fried cabbage is really good!"
Ye Chen looked at it and saw that it was just ordinary cabbage. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This kind of thing used to feed pigs in rural areas has become a delicacy in the eyes of these big shots.
And the wine and meat they are tired of eating are, in the eyes of the poor, an annual feast.
It's true that the wealthy family smells of wine and meat, and people will starve to death on the road.
Thinking about it, Ye Chen sat down with a wry smile and said, "Mr. Wu invited me here just to let me eat cabbage?
I don’t want to eat, I want to eat meat.”
Ye Chen said, picking up a chopstick of steamed pork and putting it into his mouth.
"Hey, you kid wants to eat meat. You can eat it, but you can't rob it! You can rob it, but you can't rush it!"
Mr. Wu said.
Of course Ye Chen knew what the other person meant, and said with a smile: "There is only so much meat. If I don't grab it, why don't you wait for others to vomit it to me when they are full?"
"The more I talk about it, the more disgusting it becomes."
Mr. Wu rolled his eyes at him and pointed to the private room next door, "Do you know who is treating you next door?