Another World’s Fruit Tycoon

At the entrance of 　　 Kunyuan Juice Factory, there was a long queue of cars waiting to pick up the goods.

Since the last time the stock was out of stock, the delivery mode of Tongcheng No.1 has been quietly changed. Many merchants found that if they want Tongcheng No.1 to keep the goods, they have to queue up at the factory gate with the cash and car. Who is the rule that arises from? Anyway, if you want Kunyuan Juice Factory to ship, you can wait slowly.

　　 As the marketing of Tongcheng No. 1 has taken off in recent days, Qian Lina has to allocate part of the products for promotion, and the output of the juice factory has been lower.

　　 Under such circumstances, one person in the Kunyuan Juice Factory became popular, and that was the guard Liu Qing.

　　 "Master, your surname?" The visitor politely handed over a cigarette.

　　 "My surname is Liu." The doorman Liu Qing turned a cigarette and pressed the lighter skillfully.

　　 Soon the doorman's room was filled with smoke, and the way men pulled closer, often only needed a cigarette.

　　After smoking half a cigarette, the person who just arrived said: "Master, your juice factory has always been doing so well?"

　　 "Well, the production line has been working overtime for half a month."

　　 "It's really rare that canned juice can have such a good business now, but it seems to be back more than ten years ago."

"Oh, you guy still knows what it was like ten years ago? I'm the old security guard of this factory. I was there when this factory was the Kirin Juice Factory, but what you said is not bad. I haven't seen the scene of customers lining up at the door with cash in more than ten years."

　　 "That's not because the juice from your factory is really delicious, plus the advertising is overwhelming. Now the entire Copper City probably doesn't know about your Copper Orange One." The man continued to say flattery.

Liu Qing seemed to agree with nod and said: "Indeed, if we say that our factory manager is very powerful, she has not taken over this factory for a long time. Who would have thought that the Kirin Juice Factory, which had been cold at the beginning, changed its name and even the production line? She didn't change, so she was revitalized."

　　 "Really? There is this kind of thing. I already have an old brand of your juice factory. I didn't expect it to be so young." That person seemed to be very interested in this topic.

　　 "Do you know who is the first and the last to use in each factory?"

　　 "Director?"

"Wrong, it's me who is the guard at the door. When the factory was still a Kylin, I was the guard. In the end, the workers were disbanded. The only thing left in the whole factory was me. What happened to this factory, how can I not? knew."

　　 Seeing the door guard shifted the topic to himself, the man seemed a little anxious, so he gave Liu Qing another cigarette.

　　 "Then you are talking about Kun Yuan, you think it should be very interesting."

Liu Qing took the cigarette and glanced at the man, and said, "As for this juice factory, I was there when I first came to talk. A big boss and a young guy came. The old factory director thought the big boss would I bought this factory and ran behind people’s **** all the way. In the end, guess what? It was the young man who bought this factory, and then our factory was renamed Kunyuan Juice Factory."

　　"Young man?" The man murmured, seemingly thoughtful.

　　 "By the way, you also came to line up to get the goods? Which restaurant does it look like? Doesn't you look like a small restaurant?"

　　 "This is my business card, sir. If you want to say that the situation in the factory is the most familiar to you, this pack of cigarettes is for you. If it comes down from the production line, you can give me a call."

　　 "No, I can't collect this cigarette." Liu Qing pretended to evade.

　　 "It's okay. It's not about what you want to do. Just let me know when it is available. This is nothing."

　　 In the end, Liu Qing pushed the cigarette away and put it away. The man left after seeing this.

　　 Liu Qing looked at the name on the card. This person was Li Yanglin.

　　 After confirming that Li Yanglin had left, Liu Qing picked up the phone in the security room and called Director Cai.

　　 "Director Cai, today we have another person at the door of our factory to inquire about the situation." After so many years as a doorman, he can tell at a glance whether Li Yanglin has come to buy the goods.

　　 Director Cai has already taken care of it in advance. If someone suspicious comes to inquire about the news in the factory, he must report it to her as soon as possible.

　　 "Here is another one? Did this person leave a business card?"

　　 "Yes, his name is Li Yanglin, Muzili, the sun of the sun, the forest of the woods."

　　 "Okay, I see."

　　 "Director Cai, he still left a pack of cigarettes, look..."

　　 "You can smoke if you leave the cigarette to you. As long as you make this call, it will prove that you are fine, Lao Liu."

　　 "Okay, thank you Director Cai."

　　 Xiao Cai has been promoted to Director Cai since he joined Kun Yuan. With the hands-on in the past two months, the majesty of Director Cai has gradually accumulated.

　　 Xiao Cai skillfully input Li Yanglin's name into the personnel system ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This system used by Xiao Cai when he was in Xuyang before, as long as it is a person in the industry, relevant information will appear in it. Qian Lina spent a lot of money to buy this system when the factory was first built, and it happened to be used recently.

　　 Li Yanglin, the business manager of Hongsheng Food and Beverage Co., Ltd., Xiao Cai knew at a glance that this was a colleague who came to inquire about the news. This month was the eleventh.

　　 Liu Qing hung up and took out the cigarette that Li Yanglin had just given him. It was the 22nd Yellow Crane Tower. Liu Qing did not open the cigarette package immediately. He took a small key from his pocket and opened a locked drawer at the bottom of the guard room table.

Inside 　　 is a neat row of cigarettes. These cigarettes are expensive and cheap. Liu Qing arranged them in order according to the price.

　　 Cigarettes over fifty are the least, and cigarettes over a dozen pieces are not much. The most are cigarettes of twenty to thirty-five.

These cigarettes were all given to him by merchants who came to pick up the goods recently. After all, as Li Yanglin said, how many goods in the entire factory have come off the production line, and how many have been pulled away. He, the guard, is clear. Chu.

　　 Even Director Cai knew about Liu Qing's collection of cigarettes, and he took care of him from time to time to spray some smoke bombs. Once the inventory is too large, he will contact a few more customers to pick up the goods. Naturally, let them wait if the inventory is low.

　　 It can be said that the sales in the factory depend on Qian Lina, and the inventory depends on him, Liu Qing.

　　Looking at the Yellow Crane Tower given by Li Yanglin, Liu Qing suddenly let out a cold snort. The salesperson who is just like this can't do a big deal.

　　 I want to get news from him, without any sincerity. This kid is so inept, it seems that it is not good to be a mess.

　　 Li Yanglin returned to his factory with specious news from Liu Qing, completely ignorant of the arguments behind Liu Qing.