Chapter 82: Shannan Barley Wine (6)
After three days of preparation, Jiang Ningyue’s first stop was the Chenmu County Barley Wine Factory.
All the employees of the winery greeted us at the door, and there was a red carpet on the ground.
I don’t know who I learned this from.
Jiang Ningyue, who was following the county party secretary, watched all this calmly, smiling and nodding to the people around her.
Reporters from Taozhou City Media Center and Chenmu County Media Center followed up on the report.
In the crowd, Jiang Ningyue saw a familiar face - Zhao Yong.
Zhao Yong is Jiang Ningyue's brother-in-law and Jiang Ni's husband.
Jiang Ni went to work in the neighboring province before she even finished junior high school. She was only fourteen or fifteen at the time. Unfortunately, it was difficult for someone without a diploma or skills to survive in a big city.
At the age of 18, Jiang Ni was introduced by a relative and married to Zhao Yong, who owned a house in the county town.
This is of course illegal, as according to national law, women can only get married when they are 20 years old. However, this is very common in small cities and rural areas, and some even happen earlier.
Jiang Ningyue didn't have a deep impression of her brother-in-law. She only remembered that when he came home, he was always silent and just kept his head down to work. From what her sister said, her brother-in-law was also an honest man. However, Jiang Ni occasionally lamented his lack of interest. Not only did he not understand romance, he even couldn't stand being dragged away on the street.
Apart from these, Jiang Ningyue had no impression of her brother-in-law.
"Brother-in-law."
Jiang Ningyue smiled and waved at Zhao Yong. At this time, all the employees of the factory and the leaders of the county party committee and county government were present. Jiang Ningyue's voice made everyone turn their heads and look at Zhao Yong.
Zhao Yong is about the same age as Jiang Ni. He is a strong, rough man with dark skin.
With so many people looking at him, Zhao Yong's face turned red instantly, with red showing through the black and black showing through the red.
But he was too embarrassed not to respond to Jiang Ningyue, so he could only lower his head and say, "Yeah."
County Party Secretary Zhang smiled and said, "Cousin-in-law?"
"Brother-in-law," Jiang Ningyue explained. "After having dinner with you, I found out that my elder sister works at a plantation and my brother-in-law works at a winery. My elder sister also kept praising the leaders of our county party committee for allowing them to live a good life."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Secretary Zhang burst into laughter after hearing this.
Jiang Ningyue's words were nothing more than flattery, and logically, people like Secretary Zhang would be immune to it. However, when it comes to flattery, the same words can have different effects when spoken by different people.
When Jiang Ningyue said the same thing, Secretary Zhang was clearly very smooth. Secretary Zhang said to the county party committee and county government leaders standing by, "Being recognized by the people shows that our work has not been in vain."
Everyone smiled and nodded.
The factory director beside him also followed behind, bending over and smiling apologetically. When he heard this, his mind immediately became active.
Zhao Yong, Zhao Yong, I think you are going to be promoted!
I want a promotion too!
After entering the factory, Jiang Ningyue got the sample. She observed it for a while and looked at the factory director, "Director Wang, how much is a bottle of our highland barley wine?"
Director Wang said truthfully, "This is packed in a kilogram, ten yuan a bottle. There's also a gift box, two bottles for 30 yuan."
"What about the inventory? How much is left?"
"Thirty-two thousand cases have already been filled, six bottles per case."
Jiang Ningyue nodded after hearing this, glanced at the backstage staff, and started the live broadcast.
As soon as the live broadcast started, 100,000 people flocked to the live broadcast room. Although Jiang Ningyue had been promoting products these days, her products were indeed cheap, and they were endorsed by the municipal party committee and government. She also visited the factory to observe the on-site conditions, which won her the approval of many middle-aged and elderly people.
As usual, Jiang Ningyue first introduced the winery and then took out samples.
"Chenmu barley wine, 52°, a 500ml bottle, not 198, not 98, not even 58, guess how much it costs?"
Jiang Ningyue smiled as she displayed the highland barley wine, then announced the price. "30 a bottle! A gift box of two bottles is 55! A case of six bottles is 150! Buy two bottles and you'll get a gift bag like this, and six bottles will get three bags. Chinese New Year is almost here, so it would be great to bring out a bottle for everyone to try at a party."
【How many? 】
【30 per bottle?】
【Link! 】
Jiang Ningyue glanced at the backstage staff, "Don't write the wrong number this time. Okay, here's the link."
As usual, more than 30,000 boxes of highland barley wine were sold out in less than a minute after they were put on the shelves.
Otherwise, 'Eyebrow Pencil Brother' would have earned tens of billions a year. It's really easy to sell goods through live streaming in the past two years!
The factory manager was shocked when Jiang Ningyue said '30' for a bottle, but he didn't expect it to be sold out so quickly after it was put on the shelves.
Looking at the word 'Sold Out' on the screen, the factory manager was speechless, with tears streaming down his face.
Everyone else thought the factory director was excited, but only he knew.
It took him half a year of begging and pleading to sell more than 20,000 boxes, and there are still many orders that have not been paid for. But Jiang Ningyue came and sold 30,000 boxes in just a few minutes.
"Let me show you, the factory director is crying." Jiang Ningyue smiled and turned the camera to point it at Factory Director Wang. The man in his forties was in tears. Seeing Jiang Ningyue's phone pointed at him, Factory Director Wang forced a smile.
Director Wang's image is very plain, but that's also true. There are very few glamorous people in Chenmu County. This image fits the online image of "XX is unsaleable, please help us."
[Damn, this made me cry.]
[Another 100,000 bottles available!]
【I didn’t even get it just now! 】
【I also want to try this barley wine. 】
[Seeing the factory manager wiping away tears, my eyes also felt sore for some reason.]
[30 yuan a bottle, free shipping, I can really buy this! ]
"No more, no more." Jiang Ningyue smiled. "Our county's winery is just a small one, so we don't have that much inventory. But don't worry if you want to buy something, I still have some good stuff here. Do you know morels?"
【have no idea. 】
[I know! It's so expensive, 1,200 yuan per pound!]
[I also bought a gift box worth 1,000 yuan this year to give to my boss!]
If you give your boss a thousand-yuan gift of tea, he'll scoff at it. But if you give him a thousand-yuan gift of morels, he'll be flattered.
【Link! 】
"I can't connect. Don't worry." Jiang Ningyue smiled and waved her hand. "Follow our car to the plantation first. I'll take you on a field tour, and then we'll connect."
Jiang Ningyue looked at the county party committee leader and asked, "Is the plantation ready?"
"I'm ready."
In fact, the county committee did not expect that Jiang Ningyue’s live streaming sales ability was so strong. She sold tens of thousands of boxes of barley wine just like that, which made them admire Jiang Ningyue even more.
Simply put, you never know when you will need help from others in the future.
"OK, audience friends, let's go to the plantation now."
Jiang Ningyue came and went in a hurry.
Leaving everyone at the Qingke Distillery stunned, the factory director lamented, "Reporter Jiang has been live streaming the entire time, and I didn't even feel comfortable giving him a gift."
The factory manager's assistant said, "You can give it to Zhao Yong."
"yes!"
The factory director suddenly realized what was going on. He had two boxes of liquor brought out and called Zhao Yong over. "Zhao Yong, this is our factory's 'special grade' liquor. We only make ten boxes. Please pass these two boxes to reporter Jiang for me."
"Oh." Zhao Yong held the wine, not knowing what he was thinking.
The factory director continued, "By the way, after discussion with the factory leaders, because you are diligent and responsible in your work, you will be promoted to production workshop team leader."
Zhao Yong slowly raised his head, his face blank. "Me? Team leader?"
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