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Chapter 143 Chapter 141
No one expected that the person who brought good news to this chaotic time would be Hu Yuliang, the chairman of Qinghe Winery.

The alliance between his old rival Qi Jianguo and his eldest brother Sun Zhiying not only made him feel angry, but also deeply worried.

This kind of trick with no end in sight has already been played once, and now it is making a comeback again, which is really a headache.

If you want to completely kill Fenghe Winery on the beach, the best way is to let it give up early.

Hu Yuliang understood this truth.

During this time, he has been running back and forth to apply for a well-known trademark.

The material was submitted again and again, and the application was typed again and again.

Now there is finally good news: Qinghe Baijiu's application for a well-known trademark is almost inseparable!

This is really very exciting news.

After the production and development of high-end liquor last time, Qinghe Distillery has moved towards the right direction again.

All the agents got the news almost overnight.

Together with the sales manager and the staff of Qinghe Winery, they are looking forward to a better tomorrow!
But another news brought by Hu Yuliang made some people not very happy.

Because Qinghe Distillery parachuted an assistant to the chairman——Liu Qingyu.

"What the hell does he do?"

After hearing the news, Zheng Yongping called Huang Shengguo, the vice president of finance, to the office.

The meaning of assistant to the chairman is similar to the secretary of the chairman, which means that there is one more person between Hu Yuliang and Zheng Yongping.

A person who is under one person and above ten thousand people.

Maybe Zheng Yongping's power will be cut a lot because of this.

"I heard it's a reporter from a newspaper."

Huang Shengguo didn't really buy Zheng Yongping's account before, but now, the battle lines of the two have been completely unified.

"Reporter? What are the reporters doing here? These grandsons are the worst. If you give money, they will call you father, and if you don't give money, they will write reports! I have seen several of them."

What Zheng Yongping said is a minority, but there are indeed many people.

"Who knows, we can't say anything about the people brought by the chairman."

Huang Shengguo was wise enough to protect himself, so he would not vent any dissatisfaction.

"This is fucking! Nonsense!"

Zheng Yongping doesn't care so much, no matter what the origin of this assistant to the chairman is, but he must know that Lord Ma has three eyes.

Liu Qingyu is a rather poor reporter.

Qinghe City is a small city, there is not so much news to dig out, so life is naturally quite difficult.

By chance, he interviewed Hu Yuliang, an outstanding entrepreneur in the city, and got in touch with him.

He deeply knew that the head of the Qinghe Distillery in front of him was not only honored, but also rich and powerful. Relying on him was like relying on a big tree. How could he let this opportunity be easily thrown away?

He started to kneel and lick Hu Yuliang.

Every now and then, I would write an extolling deed material, which made Hu Yuliang feel elated.

It is difficult for a person to approach another person with an ulterior motive to maintain purity and integrity, and even lose the most basic moral bottom line.

Liu Qingyu's opportunity stemmed from Qinghe Baijiu's application for a well-known trademark.

The employees of Qinghe Distillery are still working hard to uphold the fine tradition of hard work. No one can match Liu Qingyu when it comes to publicity and manuscripts.

He showed his talents.

Hu Yuliang was moved by his tireless, overtime writing and collation of materials, and the chairman was moved by his performance of asking about his health and putting on a show.

Therefore, this tabloid reporter, who was less than 1.7 meters tall, parachuted into Qinghe Winery and became the assistant to the chairman of the board.

This incident had nothing to do with Cao Mengxing.

However, since he was related to Liu Gang, the agent of Qinghe Baijiu in Dahua City, Northern Province, Cao Mengxing was naturally inseparable.

From the phone, you can hear Liu Gang's helplessness:

"Commander Cao, how is Jiang Yilin recovering? When are you coming back?"

"Is something wrong?"

"Something happened."

The custom of three fires for new officials has existed since ancient times.

The newly appointed assistant to the chairman also perfectly inherited this tradition.

He proposed to let excellent agents come to Qinghe Distillery, make an exclusive interview material for them in person, and then shoot some promotional videos.

"It's a coin! This is a winery! Not an advertising company! Not a fucking newspaper!"

Zheng Yongping cursed in the office.

Obviously it is a production company, but it insists on doing some publicity, is it crazy?
Maybe Hu Yuliang is really crazy.

He agreed to the idea, and Liu Gang, an agent in Dahua City, Northern Province, was invited to come.

"You know, I'm very busy, but Mr. Zheng called twice in person. If I don't go again, I really can't refuse! Or, why don't you just stop acting as an agent?"

Liu Gang has also experienced the matter of being on TV, so of course he knows what the process and lines are all about.

"Of course we have to do it! With such a good market foundation, how can you say no to it?"

Cao Mengxing still needs a huge flow of funds.

"Okay, I'll go back tomorrow to replace you, you try to shorten the trip as much as possible! Well-known trademarks, have a relationship with the agent?!"

"Who knows! Toss around!"

The night before leaving, Cao Mengxing reluctantly said goodbye to Jiang Yilin.

"I'm sorry, I'm going back again. I ran around, but I couldn't stay with you all the time."

"No, you've been with me for so long, I don't even know how to thank you."

Jiang Yilin knew that Cao Mengxing had many things waiting to be resolved.

He stayed calmly in front of himself, actually under tremendous pressure and anxiety.

"When you recover, are you willing to go to the north with me..."

Cao Mengxing asked tentatively, he really wanted to know what Jiang Yilin was thinking.

"I... haven't figured it out yet..."

Jiang Yilin was somewhat conflicted.

Before Principal Zhang left, he saved her life. She should have inherited his legacy and passed on this spirit;
But it was also because of this that she couldn't face that school and the innocent eyes of the children...

Go or stay, it's hard to choose.

Cao Mengxing hurried back to Northern Province.

At the same time, Liu Gang rushed to Qinghe Winery.

Two people can only communicate by radio waves in the interlacing of time and space.

At this time, the Qinghe Distillery was decorated with lights and festoons, as if celebrating the New Year.

And the happiest person was the new assistant to the chairman, Liu Qingyu.

Zheng Yongping's face is longer than the sole of the shoe:

With the chairman as the backer, you don't take Lao Tzu seriously, do you?I see you can dance for a few days!

The rest of the vice presidents also watched with cold eyes, and even Ma Guanghai who was far away at the Zuixian Drinking Factory was a little confused:
Qinghe Distillery is going to invite a mage to perform on stage?

He was right, the person on stage now was indeed a mage.

More importantly, Hu Yuliang, who was sitting in the audience, didn't feel extravagant or exaggerated at all. The lyrics of fake Dakong always sounded so smooth, singing and making progress.

Liu Qingyu, who was a reporter, brought a jaw-dropping performance to the dreary Qinghe Winery.

Huang Shengguo, who was in charge of the money bag, did not expect that Liu Qingyu would be so talented and bitter when it came to burning money to make money.

(End of this chapter)