Jiang Letian is the Sales Director of the Central Plains East Region of Sanhua Liquor Industry, responsible for the agency and franchise business in the three provinces of Central China.
This man was not yet forty years old, and he always smiled before speaking, like a smiling tiger.
He lit a cigar and said with a smile, "Mr. Wang, would you like to join our Sanhua Liquor Industry?"
Du Lei's eyes widened instantly, and he glanced at Wang Peng with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
Yesterday, Brother Peng said there was no need to look for Sanhua, because Sanhua would deliver it to your door.
He didn't believe it, but to his surprise, Sanhua actually took the initiative to invite him to join.
"Mr. Jiang isn't joking?" Wang Peng chuckled. "There are too many bosses who want to join Sanhua, and I'm the least capable one."
"Don't misunderstand." Jiang Letian waved his hand. "Five days later, Sanhua will hold a tender at Yunting Hotel. Whoever bids the most money will become the general agent in the provincial capital."
Wang Peng understood; it was like a martial arts tournament in a wuxia novel—he had come to deliver a hero's invitation.
"Heh, Director Jiang personally delivered the invitation?"
"Well, I'm free anyway, so Mr. Wang is welcome to attend on time."
"Thanks for the invitation, but I don't have much money and I'm not playing along."
Wang Peng found it hilarious. Sanhua had become synonymous with fake liquor in the provincial capital, and this kid still wanted to hold a bidding process?
"Don't be modest, Mr. Wang. It's settled then. I'll send my secretary to pick you up," Jiang Letian said with a smile.
“No need. If I have time, I’ll drive there myself,” Wang Peng said.
The two chatted for a few more minutes, and Wang Peng escorted him downstairs, only to find that there were no other cars outside the store.
He took out the keys and handed them to Du Lei, saying, "Brother Lei, go and see President Jiang off."
"No need, my secretary went to buy a gift and will be back soon," Jiang Letian said. "President Wang, I have prepared a generous gift for you."
"You're too kind. I can't accept such a compliment without having done anything right," Wang Peng said.
"Mr. Wang, my gift will definitely surprise you." Jiang Letian smiled slightly, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.
Just then, a black Toyota Camry pulled up on the side of the road. The car was priced at 450,000 yuan.
The rear door opened, and a woman in business attire got out of the car.
She was tall, with fair skin, short hair that reached her ears, and wore gold earrings.
Du Lei's eyes widened instantly, and he pointed at her, "You, you're Wang Zhen?"
"Brother Lei, I didn't expect you to still remember me." The female secretary looked at Wang Peng. "Big Brother, it's been a long time."
Wang Zhen, the fourth sister, failed to get into Ping'an County No. 1 Middle School two years ago and dropped out to work in the south. Two years have passed and there has been no news of her.
"Wang Zhen, you're doing well." Wang Peng hadn't expected her to work at Sanhua, and even be the sales director's secretary.
Wang Zhen smiled and said, "Brother, thank you for not paying my tuition back then, because that gave me the opportunity to meet President Jiang."
These words were laced with barbs. Wang Peng said, "Work hard and don't let General Manager Jiang down."
Jiang Letian took the gift box from Wang Zhen and handed it to Wang Peng with both hands. The box was printed with a ginseng pattern.
"Mr. Wang, this is wild ginseng from my hometown. Please accept it."
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang, this is a very generous gift."
"You're welcome. I hope Mr. Wang will attend the franchise bidding meeting in five days."
Jiang Letian put his arm around Wang Zhen's shoulder and said with a smile, "Xiao Zhen is very capable. She never disappoints me, no matter what."
"Goodbye, big brother." Wang Zhen waved and took out his keys to open the car door.
A moment later, the Toyota sped away, kicking up several garbage bags in its wake.
"Are they here to show off their power?" Du Lei sneered.
Wang Peng stared in the direction the car had disappeared, unable to come to his senses for a long time.
In her past life, Wang Zhen seduced the son of a tobacco bureau leader in college, bewitching him so much that he joined the tobacco bureau right after graduation.
She never went to university, yet she captivated Jiang Letian.
Jiang Letian was also a character. After thinking about it carefully, Wang Peng felt that he was similar to the Tobacco Prince.
"Brother Peng, the chances of us becoming agents for Sanhua were already slim, and now it's even more impossible. Sanhua's reputation is already so widespread, this is the best time to become an agent at a low price. Once this opportunity is gone, it'll be gone forever," Du Lei said with a wry smile.
"Here, have this box of ginseng. It's a gift from Wang Zhen. I'm afraid he might poison me." Wang Peng smiled slightly and tossed the ginseng to Du Lei.
Du Lei glanced at the gift box, his face showing disdain. "You don't seem worried at all, still exuding an air of confident arrogance."
Wang Peng snorted, "Don't worry, neither Huang Ran nor Wang Zhen can stop me from becoming the agent of Sanhua."
Du Lei scratched his head, wondering where Peng Ge's confidence came from.
The Toyota arrived at Xinglan Hotel. Wang Zhen and Jiang Letian returned to their room, and Wang Zhen immediately threw herself into Jiang Letian's arms.
Soon, the two rolled onto the bed.
Five minutes later, Wang Zhen looked disgusted, but when Jiang Letian looked up, she quickly put on a satisfied expression.
"Xiao Zhen, you were too passionate just now, I almost couldn't handle it."
“I’m happy because I want to show Wang Peng that even if she doesn’t support my schooling, I can still live a better life than him.”
"Haha, I'm interested in the complicated relationship between you siblings. Tell me about it."
Wang Zhen immediately portrayed herself as a victim, talking about her own suffering while smearing Wang Peng.
They portrayed Wang Peng as a heartless egoist.
After a long while, she hugged Jiang Letian's neck and said, "Wang Peng was clearly very rich back then, but he just wouldn't pay my tuition. If such a heartless person joined Sanhua, it would be a disgrace to Sanhua."
Jiang Letian laughed and said, "Don't worry, Xiao Zhen, with me here, he can forget about joining Sanhua."
"Mr. Jiang is so kind." Wang Zhen smiled broadly. "I have a new position that I guarantee will make you feel like you're in heaven."
Five days later, the Sanhua bidding meeting was held on schedule.
Wang Peng led Du Lei to the venue, found a seat at random, and handed the prepared tender documents to the staff.
"Mr. Huang, hello, hello, haha."
"We never expected that Boss Huang would also want to enter the liquor industry. We're all trembling with fear."
"Don't say that, Mr. Li. Let's all make money together."
A total of more than a dozen people participated in the bidding, and they all surrounded Huang Ran, chatting with him. No one paid attention to Wang Peng and Du Lei.
"Everyone wants to curry favor with Huang Ran, are you envious?" Du Lei chuckled.
“I think you envy him,” Wang Peng said. “Don’t worry, you’ll get the same treatment as him in the future.”
At this moment, Wang Zhen entered with several women and led everyone to the conference room to await the bidding results.
Kangjiu's general agent, Zheng Jianwen, asked, "Mr. Huang, what's your quote?"
Huang Ran held up two fingers. "I'll offer 200,000. What about you?"
The air fell silent, and everyone stared at him.
“Boss Huang is indeed very wealthy; I only quoted 100,000 yuan,” Zheng Jianwen said.
Before the collapse of Sanhua Liquor, the agency fee was only 150,000 yuan. For a time, everyone labeled Huang Ran as "rich but stupid".
Huang Ran sneered, "I have no interest in becoming a distributor for Sanhua. The reason I quoted a high price is simply to prevent some people from taking advantage of the situation."
Upon hearing this, everyone's attention turned to Wang Peng and Du Lei.
Everyone knows who Huang Ran is referring to when she says "some people".
"Boss Wang, what's your quote?" Zheng Jianwen asked Wang Peng with a smile.
Wang Peng held up one finger, "Ten thousand. I think Sanhua is worth ten thousand right now."
There was a three-second silence, followed by a burst of laughter.
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