Chapter 12: 12: Friends or opponents are just in a moment

Author: Backstreet Boy

Chapter 12: 12: Friends or opponents are just in a moment

The hot sun brings time to August.

Cao Mengxing ran around the street corners under the warm temperature.

Summer is the off-season for liquor sales, and this period is actually more about dealing with people and contacting others.

He lay naked on the kang reading documents and information, enjoying the coolness brought by the night.

The phone rang, it was Ding Daya.

This is the first time he has called over in three months.

"Fuck! I thought I had forgotten."

Cao Meng woke up and cursed, then answered the phone.

"Xiao Cao, are you still in Dahua City?"

"Well, of course, this is not a blessing for you."

This question makes people angry.

"What's going on in Han Baochun recently? Why did he suddenly propose not to be an agent?"

Ding Daya's tone was a bit serious.

Don't do it anymore???

What's going on!?

Cao Meng woke up and suddenly sat up.

Looking back on the recent past, Han Baochun was completely different.

For his identity as an expatriate salesperson in the manufacturer, this should be a dereliction of duty.

It's also a kind of ignorance.

"I'll go to Dahua City to find you tomorrow, and you'll wait for me."

After taking a big sip of cold water, Cao Meng woke up and tried hard to make his thoughts clear.

It seems that Han Baochun hasn't invited him to have dinner together for a long time.

In his store, strangers often talk about things with him recently, and they don’t know what they are.

I arrived at the store early the next morning, and Han Baochun was not there.

"Where is Brother Han?"

"How could I know? He doesn't report to me."

Liu Gang lit a cigarette and shrugged.

Cao Meng woke up and said nothing, turned around and walked into the house.

"Sister-in-law, where is my Brother Han? Why haven't you seen anyone these two days?"

To dig the roots, you have to dig to the ancestral tomb.

"Your Brother Han has gone out these two days and may have to come back tomorrow."

"Where have you gone? You've been away for so long."

"Who knows, I didn't tell me."

I don’t know what he was selling, but it made Cao Meng wake up a little uneasy.

"Don't worry if you go out alone for several days?"

It sounds like a joke, but you can learn more.

"I went with others. I was too lazy to care about where he liked."

"Sister-in-law!"

The calm clouds on the surface lightly cover up the throbbing in my heart. Let’s first listen to what Ding Daya means.

In the afternoon, Ding Daya, who was exhausted, appeared in a hotel in Dahua City.

When Cao Meng woke up and pushed the door open, the room was already filled with smoke.

It turns out that he was worried too.

"Old Han has gone out these two days. His sister-in-law said she will come back tomorrow."

"Han Baochun has any abnormal behavior recently?"

"No, as usual."

This conversation seemed to be a quiet connection between the undercover agent.

"However, there are some strangers in the store recently. As for what to talk about, he has never told me."

Yesterday, Ding Daya received a call from Han Baochun. With just a few words, there was only one content: Qinghe’s agent in Dahua City, he stopped doing it.

reason?

No reason.

"It seems that he has not purchased goods and paid recently. So what are you doing every day?"

Ding Daya's question was straightforward and powerful, like a presiding judge.

"I go to the store normally and maintain customer relationships every day. It's summer now, and the off-season for liquor sales, so it's normal to purchase goods without paying for them?"

The reason is that it is normal to purchase goods without paying money, but there must be a reason why he doesn't want to continue doing it.

After dialing Han Baochun's phone number, Ding Daya immediately smiled.

"Old Han, are you busy? Are you in the store? I'm in Dahua City and out? When will I come back? Whether to do it or not is not a trivial matter. We have to meet and talk. I'll wait for you to come back."

After hanging up the phone, Ding Daya sighed.

According to his expectations, he originally planned to let Han Baochun make some blood in the second half of the year, and to make more money and purchase more goods, so that his sales tasks would be almost the same, but he was first cut off the fire.

"He still expects him to serve food! He turns his back on his face. Did he scare us with this?"

Ding Daya guessed.

Business games are not about being frank and lenient. Truth and falsehood can be changed at any time.

“It is also possible.”

Looking back on the contacts over the past three months, it seems that Han Baochun has never expressed his idea of ​​giving up, but the lack of advertising support and exposure has always made him complain.

"I think it is necessary to provide some market support, which not only mobilizes the enthusiasm of agents, but also mediates the market."

Cao Mengxing is making rapid progress now and is no longer a piece of blank paper.

"Brother! Do you think I don't want to invest in agents? I really have resources. Not only is the market easy to do, but we also have face in front of agents."

Ding Daya snarled his buck teeth.

"But all the initial investment is paid by the factory, so why do you need an agent? Just do it yourself! We don't have so much money either."

He is telling the truth.

A winery that wants to go out of the house to become bigger and stronger does not have that much financial resources and the courage of a king. This is the key factor that restricts them from going up to the top.

The way of Qinghe winery is to make a spoon with dates or no dates. If you beat it, you will win, and you will not be able to beat it.

Nearly noon the next day, Ding Daya and Cao Mengxing, who had been sitting in the store, met Han Baochun.

"What is Lao Han busy with? He is not afraid that his brother and sister will ask you to kneel on the washboard?"

Ding Daya's jokes make the atmosphere very relaxed.

"Just be busy!"

Han Baochun handed the cigarette to the two of them and took it with him, looking in a good mood.

"Women should not get involved in men's affairs. Besides, if I go out for two days and kneel on the washboard, then you will not be cut when you go out for two or three months?"

"Isn't this a tolerance without freedom!"

Ding Daya replied with a smile, like two old friends of many years.

It seems that before the official confrontation, there must be a warm-up preparation.

"You called me the day before yesterday and said that the agent didn't want to do it anymore. If you have any needs, just say, why are you still acting like a child!"

Ding Daya got to the point.

"I'm not having a joke with you. I can't do it if I don't do it."

The relaxed atmosphere just now was swept away.

"There must be a reason?"
To be continued...