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Chapter 83, Chapter 81, News of Victory (seeking tickets)

After the acquisition of Zuixian Drinking Factory, the staff remains intact, except for a leader and a few middle-level management cadres who need to be replaced.

Wu Honghai, the deputy general manager, tried his best and always wanted to become the king there, but no matter what he asked, Hu Yuliang never said anything.

"Nowadays, product quality requirements are getting stricter. You have to take care of this. Zuixianyin is a small workshop that doesn't matter, so don't take it too seriously."

Now this small workshop is in his own pocket, no matter how he puts it, it will not hurt people, Hu Yuliang thinks, just find someone who is dispensable there and book a number.

Big Brother Sun Zhiying was sent to take the helm.

Hu Yuliang's words are very artistic: you have strong ability, you can grasp it with both hands, and you can just take a tube of Zuixianyin by the way, without involving too much energy.

Sun Zhiying thought of the phrase "kill the donkey".

In the process of negotiating with Qi Jianguo, it can be said that he has contributed the most. Although it cannot be said that he has dispersed his rights now, it always feels a bit like going up and down.

"It's because I think I'm old! I can only take care of unnecessary things!"

He secretly thought.

Next year is the time when he leaves Qinghe Winery, and now counting the days, he is really reluctant.

Because of Cao Mengxing's confrontation with Ma Guanghai, he gained great trust.

Near the end of the year, Ma Guanghai made a selective tour of the provincial market, and the first stop was Tiecheng City, which showed his recognition of Cao Mengxing.

The sales task of Iron City this year is 700 million, and 450 million has been completed so far. The last month or so is the final sprint stage.

Liang Xiaoyu stood beside Cao Mengxing and received Ma Guanghai who came from afar together.

Last time in the hotel, she, who was waiting to eat someone, left the deputy general manager speechless. Looking back, she felt a little out of control.

This time, she took the initiative to shake hands with Ma Guanghai: "Mr. Ma, welcome to guide the work!"

Ma Guanghai had lingering fears, even though she had a smile on her face, she still looked at Cao Mengxing worriedly.

Dealing with such a tigress is really difficult for my beloved general.

"The purpose of my visit is mainly to take a look at the market sales. If this year's task is not completed, next year's market support will be reduced by half. So Miss Liang, you must help me with this favor."

The last time Ma Guanghai talked about this topic, Liang Xiaoyu complained to Cao Mengxing, saying that he couldn't be on top at a critical moment, and now, it's time for this beautiful woman to be on top.

"Don't worry, Mr. Ma, I'm fine here, I'll listen to Manager Cao."

Ma Guanghai was a little surprised.

In just a few months of hard work, this aloof Liang Xiaoyu has been turned into a tangle of fingers. Could it be that his subordinates used some magical tricks?

"This year's situation is a bit special, so we need to be well equipped for pressing goods."

Ma Guanghai looked at Cao Mengxing and said.

The meaning of pressing goods is to pay first and issue a purchase order, but the products will be delivered next year. The pressing of goods is the funds, which is also the position of Ma Guanghai's deputy general manager.

"I understand, Mr. Ma. Don't worry, I will do my best!"

In the evening, Liang Xiaoyu had a sumptuous dinner with her, which was considered as a kindness of the landlord.

When he returned to the hotel, Ma Guanghai stopped Cao Mengxing and asked in a low voice:
"She seems to have changed a lot, a completely different person."

"Come out of the shadows and be in the sun, it will be much better."

Ma Guanghai didn't fully understand this sentence, but nodded slightly.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

The next day, Cao Mengxing accompanied him to meet Zhu Guangyong and Xu Xiaoya one after another, and then rushed to the next market.

Sitting in the car, Ma Guanghai was a little puzzled.

Whether it's Liang Xiaoyu or Xu Xiaoya, although they are talking about liquor inside and out, they don't always feel like a wine maker.

Especially when they couldn't answer the questions, they looked at Cao Mengxing, as if they were waiting for the manager of the manufacturer to give an answer.

If the manager of the manufacturer can achieve this level, why worry about the lack of market control?

He secretly thought.

This New Year's Day is very anxious.

It seemed that yesterday was still the beginning of the month, and suddenly it was the end of the month.

Wang Danping ran back and forth between the finance department and Ma Guanghai over and over again, constantly reporting the latest changes in sales.

Not only Ma Guanghai was very concerned about this, but also general manager Sun Zhiying and deputy financial general manager Huang Shengguo often asked about the daily figures.

It took 800 million to build a modern and high-end sales exhibition hall;
Spend another 2000 million to acquire Zuixian Drinking Factory;
If there is no large amount of funds to support it, this year will not be a success.

In order to prolong the business processing time as much as possible, Qinghe Distillery's factory staff meeting was postponed until after New Year's Day for an unprecedented time, which whetted everyone's appetite.

At 12 o'clock in the evening on December 31, Huang Shengguo finally brought the long-awaited report to Hu Yuliang.

1.08 million.

Hu Yuliang felt that his adrenaline was out of control at all, gushing out of his cells unscrupulously.

"Great! Great! This is a milestone in the development of Qinghe Distillery! Qinghe Distillery has stood up!"

Ma Guanghai was equally excited with him.

He has been waiting in his office for the final results.

Either die in silence, or explode in silence.

On the first day of work on New Year's Day, the staff meeting of Qinghe Distillery was officially held.

Everyone had smiles on their faces, and everyone had already heard the news: Qinghe Distillery had sold over [-] million yuan, officially becoming a star enterprise in this small town!
Sun Zhiying, the general manager, delivered a passionate speech. In the past year, Qinghe Distillery has accomplished several major events, each of which was completed by himself, which can be described as dedicated;
Ma Guanghai's words are extremely brief: We have overcome various difficulties this year, and our sales have reached 1.08 million!
Thunderous applause!

Everyone seemed to have taken a stimulant, unable to hide their joy and excitement.

Chairman Hu Yuliang's speech was equally brief, but it won everyone's wish:
10% salary increase for all staff!

The venue went crazy.

Cao Mengxing feels that this is a carnival where everyone gets what they need.

Some people are looking forward to a rise in wages, some are looking forward to a stable position, and some are looking forward to making money every day...

The biggest function of this good news is to cover up all the problems and make everyone feel happy and beautiful.

Zhao Zhiyang, Cao Mengxing and another sales manager won the honor of outstanding employees.

After the meeting, Hu Yuliang personally hosted a banquet for all the sales staff to celebrate.

At the celebration banquet, Zhao Zhiyang, who was full of ambition, came over to clink glasses with Cao Mengxing.

"Manager Cao, congratulations on becoming an excellent employee!"

After winning Zheng Xiuju and completing the sales task, Zhao Zhiyang said it was congratulations, but he was actually showing off on purpose.

"Thank you! You are better."

Cao Mengxing smiled slightly.

"I can't. The market in this city has only sold 4000 million yuan this year, which is far from enough. When the sales in this city exceed 1 million yuan, then Qinghe Distillery will be really strong."

Naked Versailles.

Cao Mengxing understood what he meant. His sales were 750 million, and Zhao Zhiyang's understatement of 4000 million was a deliberate humiliation.

"I hope it will come true soon." Cao Mengxing raised his glass.

Zhao Zhiyang curled his lips, and took a big sip of wine with disdain.

But within two days, Zhao Zhiyang was slapped in the face for his pretense:
Zhu Guangyong impounded his truck.

(End of this chapter)