The Richest Man Yang Fei

Yang Fei is right, the shop owner has no choice!

The shop owner called the salesman obediently, and said what Yang Fei ordered.

"Xiao Liu, where are you? What a coincidence? You're running business here? I'll introduce a big client to you. He's in Guandong, who owns a chain supermarket in a township. Don't underestimate him. Township, the consumption power of the township has also increased now. He has opened dozens of chain stores and is a big boss. Rebate, huh, ok, I'll wait for you."

That salesman, Xiao Liu, is in charge of the business in this area. He is running business in a neighboring city, which is only an hour away from here.

How did Xiao Liu know that there was a net waiting for him here?

He thought that the shop owner really introduced him to a big business, so he hurried over.

Yang Fei had to wait for Qinchi Distillery's reply anyway, and the meeting over there would not end so soon, he had plenty of time to wait.

Comrades from the Consumers Association, Industry and Commerce, and Public Security also cooperated with him very much, and they all stayed in Xinyuan Supermarket, waiting for Xiao Liu to come to the door.

Yang Fei bought some fruits, cigarettes, and drinks for everyone to eat, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, you are all helping my Meili Group! I thank you all, and I dare not give you red envelopes for fear of being said I paid bribes. So, I had to treat everyone to a snack."

The comrade from the industry and commerce said: "It's ashamed to say that the fakes are right under our noses, and we didn't notice it. It was Boss Yang who saw it through your sharp eyes."

Yang Fei pondered: "Fakes have been rampant for so long, and they are becoming more and more rampant. The main reason is that consumers do not have a high degree of recognition of fakes. In addition, consumers have a strong tolerance. Even if they buy When it comes to counterfeit goods, one is that you don’t know the goods, and the other is that even if you know you have bought a counterfeit product, you don’t bother to defend your rights because the amount is not large.”

The comrades in the industry and commerce were very talkative, and he said: "Boss Yang, what you said is on point. Chinese people pay attention to suffering is a blessing, and few people argue with reason."

Yang Feidao: "In this way, the society is harmonious, but the counterfeiters are condoned, making them more unscrupulous. And the market share of regular manufacturers is gradually swallowed up by fake products. The days are getting harder and harder, and they will eventually die out. Connivance of crime is also an accomplice .It's a deformed social form."

Fatty Zheng, the agent, said: "Boss Yang, I'm sorry, it's because of our ineffective supervision. Let fake products appear in our agency area."

Yang Fei said in a deep voice: "When it comes to responsibilities, you all have them.

But this matter is impossible to prevent, and we can't blame you all. "

Fatty Zheng said: "Boss Yang, don't worry, we will definitely strengthen regional inspections in the future to prevent fake products from taking advantage of it."

Yang Fei smiled lightly.

Fatty Zheng's scalp was numb, and he said awkwardly, "Boss Yang, I'm sorry."

Yang Fei said, "Why did you say sorry again?"

Fatty Zheng smiled wryly: "Just now, in our store, I said a lot..."

Yang Fei said: "Oh, those are all from your heart, I can hear them."

Fatty Zheng's fat face was flushed like a red balloon, and he said in a low voice, "Boss Yang, I just said it casually. Although you are young, you are wise and talented. It is thanks to you that Meili Group is what it is today." status! Only by following you can we make money."

The mouse listened to it, and couldn't help grinning. This guy's ability to adapt to the wind is too strong.

Yang Fei said: "Mr. Zheng, you are right. I think your opinion is very good. I have written it down. I will discuss with the company's senior management later and make corresponding adjustments."

Seeing Yang Fei's friendly face, Fatty Zheng thought he was speaking ironically on purpose, so he quickly said: "Don't dare, I was just talking nonsense, swearing, talking nonsense, I don't even remember what I said. Boss Yang, you Don't take it to heart."

Yang Fei said seriously: "I think it's correct for you to bring up the fact that the agency represents too many and too many brands."

Fatty Zheng snorted, scratched his face, and said with a smile, "Boss Yang, are you not angry?"

Yang Fei said: "We have to accept the correct suggestion with an open mind. Why should I be angry? In the future, the company may stipulate that agents can choose which brands to represent instead of representing all of them."

Fatty Zheng said: "However, this is not good. Think about it, if you only act as an agent for clean white washing powder, then there will be other agents representing other brands such as Meisi and Jiefu. In that county, there will be multiple agents Merchant. Is this not very good?"

Yang Fei said: "Why not?"

Fatty Zheng said: "At the beginning, when we signed the agreement, what I won was the sole agent of Meili Group in this county! In this way, my power will be divided up."

Yang Fei was silent.

Fatty Zheng said: "Also, the situation is changing. For example, the sales of white washing powder are good this year. Maybe next year, the sales of beauty silk shampoo will be high? Is cardamom skin care products popular in the next year? Then I think If you buy other brands, don’t you have this right?”

Yang Fei thought to himself, this is indeed a very difficult matter.

"After I go back, I will hold a meeting with the senior management to see if I can come up with a solution. Don't worry, since the problem exists, there must be a solution."

They sat and talked in the office room of the supermarket, and through the glass window, they could see the scene outside.

At this time, a young man with a three-seven combed hair hurriedly entered the store and chatted with the cashier.

The store owner recognized the person, and said in a low voice, "Boss Yang, that's him, the salesman Xiao Liu."

Yang Fei hummed and said, "According to the plan."

The so-called plan means that there is no plan, first catch people and then talk!

The cashier pointed to the office and guided the salesman Xiao Liu to come over.

There was a knock on the door, and the store owner glanced at Yang Fei, and then shouted: "Come in!"

Hearing the shop owner's words, Xiao Liu whistled: "Your boss is really a trustworthy person, and he is waiting for me here!"

The cashier unscrewed the door, let him in, and closed the door tightly.

As soon as Xiao Liu entered the door, he saw a lot of people sitting inside, and couldn't help feeling a little dazed. Just about to ask, he suddenly heard a loud voice: "You're here, kneel down!"

Xiao Liu was startled, turned around and saw a strong black boy punching him in the face, he felt a sweetness in his throat, and a gust of blood gushed out from his tongue.

The mouse succeeded in one blow, and was even more merciless. Another elbow hit the opponent's head, making Xiao Liu dizzy, and then his knees softened, and he knelt down involuntarily.

His eyes were bloodshot, his vision was blurred, and he vaguely saw a person sitting in the middle, with his legs crossed, as sunny as a big boy, but as majestic as a judge, looking down at him with contempt and disdain.

Xiao Liu shook his head vigorously, and asked, "What are you doing? Robbery? I have no money with me!"

"Rat, give him a meal first, let him wake up!" Yang Fei's cold voice sounded.

With a cry of "Yes!", fists and kicks rained down on Xiao Liu's body, and the pain made him regret being born in this world.