Wang Peng said into the phone, "Old Zhang, I'm sorry. I didn't expect such a small promotional event to cause such a big stir."

Zhang De laughed: "Don't you know how awesome your brother's supermarket is? What are you pretending to me for?"

"Haha," Wang Peng laughed, replying, "What can I do then? I can't just stop doing business, can I?"

"Alright, alright, next time you organize this kind of event, give me a heads-up beforehand." Zhang De said, then hung up the phone.

Wang Peng put his phone in his pocket, hid himself in the crowd, and waited for Brother Supermarket No. 5 to open.

At 8:00 a.m. sharp, the supermarket opened its doors, and the crowd went wild, surging towards the entrance like a tidal wave.

Wang Peng immediately regretted it. There were people all around him, and his body was being pushed forward like a small drop of water forming a raging storm.

"Damn it, why am I even here? It would be so much better to just go home and lie down," he couldn't help but complain.

He hadn't walked far when the crowd stopped again. He lifted his toes to look ahead and saw a group of special police officers maintaining order at the supermarket entrance.

The flow of people here is so large that any emergency would be a serious matter, and the special police officers are all fully armed.

The entire security department of Store No. 5 was mobilized, and Du Lei even temporarily transferred security personnel from other branches.

With the special police cooperating with security personnel, the order was very stable.

There was a long queue at the store entrance. A group of people went in to shop first, and the security guards would let the second group in only after they came out.

The people outside were getting bored; the short-tempered ones started complaining, while the calm ones started chatting.

"Old Sun, you've come to join the fun too, what a coincidence."

"What's so coincidental? At this rate, we won't get our turn even in another two hours. Wang Peng is really unfair; he can't even handle this many people."

"Haha, it's really not Wang Peng's fault. Half the province has come, even the Emperor himself can't do anything about it."

Wang Peng felt a little embarrassed and glanced up discreetly, seeing two middle-aged men. They also glanced at Wang Peng but didn't recognize him.

"People here really love to follow trends. There are so many supermarkets in the provincial capital, and the Brilliant No. 5 store is not far away, so why are they all coming here?"

"Old Sun, there are counterfeit goods at the Brilliant No. 5 store, but there are no counterfeit goods here. People can buy with peace of mind. Also, the service staff are really good."

"That's obvious. If I were making two or three thousand a month, and my service attitude were good too."

The two grown men chatted incessantly, even more talkative than an old lady, but Wang Peng listened with great interest.

At that moment, fifteen people carrying large and small bags walked out of the supermarket. After the security guard recorded the number of people, he let fifteen more in.

Someone in the crowd said sarcastically, "It's really strange. These days, there are people lining up to give money to others."

Laughter immediately erupted from the crowd, followed by a burst of cheerful chatter.

Wang Peng was in a good mood, listening to them brag. When a phone call came in, he hung up immediately; the environment wasn't suitable for making or receiving calls.

One mile away, at the Huihuang Supermarket No. 5 store, Wang Cheng came down from the fifth floor to the first floor, where there were only a handful of customers, and he was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

He knew that his brilliant promotion might not be as popular as his brother's, but he didn't expect it to be so well-received, with customer traffic far exceeding normal levels.

"Wang Peng...you son of a bitch!" The second shareholder, Qian Shun, was furious and cursed.

Wang Cheng sneered. What's the use of cursing? If cursing could kill someone, Wang Peng wouldn't have enough lives to kill.

"Chairman, this can't go on, what should we do?" Qian Shun asked Wang Cheng in a low voice.

Wang Cheng shook his head: "I know this can't go on. You ask me what to do? What can I do?"

"That won't do. The shareholders elected you as chairman, so you have to be responsible to them. You have to find a way to lead everyone to make money together," Qian Shun said hurriedly.

“There is a solution, and it’s quite simple. Just learn from Wang Peng.” Wang Cheng stared at him and smiled coldly. “Destroy all the counterfeit goods here, and from now on, only sell the truth. Give half of the net profit each month as bonuses to the workers.”

Wang Cheng gritted his teeth: "As long as the board approves my proposal, I guarantee that within six months we will be able to compete with Brother Supermarket."

"This is nonsense! How could it be?" Qian Shun hurriedly shook his head, feeling a pang of pain just hearing that.

"Heh." Wang Cheng sneered. He knew these rich people all too well; trying to get a single penny out of them was like bleeding them dry.

“General Manager Qian, I can tell you definitively that this is the only way to counter Wang Peng.” Wang Cheng shook his head, adding in his mind, “Even if we really learn from Wang Peng, it will only delay our demise.”

"Let's not talk about this anymore, it's upsetting." Qian Shun waved his hand and let out a long sigh.

Wang Cheng glanced at him, too lazy to waste any more words, and strode away from Store No. 5. He walked along the road until he arrived outside Brothers Store No. 5.

He saw the sea of ​​people and the security personnel maintaining order, and a strong sense of envy, jealousy, and hatred welled up in his heart.

"Do I really need to continue fighting with Wang Peng?" Wang Cheng asked himself, beginning to consider ways to withdraw unscathed.

He was 100% certain that Wang Peng wouldn't let him off the hook. So he had to prepare a backup plan for himself, a way to escape unscathed if he failed.

In the crowd, Wang Peng received a text message from Du Lei: "Brother Peng, our homemade soy sauce is out of stock."

Wang Peng replied to him: "Transfer the goods from other stores."

A moment later, Du Lei replied, "Other stores are out of stock too. The factory can't produce any more. There's nothing we can do."

Wang Peng scratched his head, finding it somewhat amusing. Selling out of stock wasn't unusual, but completely selling out was quite interesting.

Two hours later, Wang Peng finally arrived at the door and, along with the two other twenty lucky people, was let into the store by the security guard at the gate.

When the security guard saw Wang Peng, his eyes widened in disbelief. He wondered how his beloved boss could be hiding in the crowd.

Wang Peng quickly smiled at them and waved his hand, signaling them not to make a fuss.

The store was packed with people, with customers pushing shopping carts and carrying shopping baskets everywhere. Wang Peng carried a shopping cart and strolled through the bustling crowd.

He saw a woman pulling a cart full of pineapples parked in front of the fruit shelf. She reached out and placed the pineapples on the shelf, and customers reached out and took them. The pineapples sold out as soon as they were put on the shelf.

"Haha." Wang Peng couldn't help but laugh out loud; business was better than he expected.

The female employee recognized Wang Peng and her eyes widened immediately: "Boss, you..."

"Don't make a sound..." Wang Peng smiled. "I'm just bored, so I came to join in the fun."

The female employee chuckled and said softly, "I'm too busy today, I'll go get back to work now."

Wang Peng nodded and said softly, "Be careful, go ahead."