The male dormitory building at a university in the provincial capital.
Wang Peng pushed open the dormitory door, and all five of his roommates were there, their eyes all looking at him.
"Holy crap, isn't that the big boss, Comrade Lao Liu?"
"Oh my, this is a rare guest! The big boss who is always busy has finally come to the dormitory."
"Sixth Brother, the Boss was talking about you yesterday. The Boss's shop just opened, and he's planning to steal your business."
The dormitory was filled with laughter as his roommates surrounded Wang Peng and reached out to grope his buttocks and genitals.
"Damn it, don't break it, I still need it." Wang Peng covered his genitals with both hands, cornered by them.
Everyone burst into laughter; they hadn't seen each other for so long, they were being overly enthusiastic.
A moment later, the guys lit cigarettes and started bragging while smoking.
"Hey, Sixth Brother, have one. How can a man not smoke?" The eldest brother, Dong Lin, tossed a cigarette to Wang Peng.
"I really don't smoke, don't be shy, Brother Dong." Wang Peng put his arm around his shoulder. "I heard you also opened a tobacco and liquor store on Xueyuan Road?"
"Yeah, the renovations will be finished the day after tomorrow, and then we can officially open for business." Dong Lin sneered, "Speaking of which, it's all my old man's fault."
Wang Peng immediately thought of his father, Dong Zheng, the provincial general agent for Maozi liquor, a father who kept a mistress outside the home and doted on his son.
Zhao Long said, "Old Dong uses your glorious deeds to lecture our boss every day, and makes him learn from you every day. He's really pushing our boss to the limit."
"Hmph," Dong Lin said, "Didn't he tell me to learn from you? So I asked my mother for money and opened a tobacco and liquor store too."
Wang Peng was taken aback, then couldn't help but laugh out loud.
It turns out that Dong Lin opened the shop to spite his father.
"Sixth Brother, share your business acumen," Dong Lin said. "Now that I've opened a shop, I don't want to close it down in just three days."
Wang Peng said with a smile, "My business philosophy can be summed up in just four words: genuine products at fair prices, and sincerity in exchange for genuine goods."
"There are clearly ten characters in this. Can't you even do math?" Zhao Long complained.
"Haha." The guys laughed again.
Dong Lin frowned. "It's easier said than done. Let's not even talk about fair prices; I can't even guarantee the authenticity of the goods."
The dormitory was quiet; everyone kept quiet.
Counterfeit cigarettes and alcohol are rampant these days, making it difficult for consumers to protect themselves. They can easily end up buying fake products without even realizing it.
Wang Peng said, "Don't worry, our Uncle Dong Zheng is an expert, his sharp eyes are very powerful."
Zhao Long quickly gave Dong Lin a wink and said with a smile, "Boss, it's not far away, it's right in front of us."
Dong Lin scratched his head. "Sixth Brother, my dad's sharp eyes aren't as good as yours. He told me to ask you for advice."
At this point, Dong Lin said seriously, "I know you're busy and have been too embarrassed to ask, Sixth Brother, could you take me as your apprentice?"
"What apprentice? We're brothers." Wang Peng put his arm around his shoulder and said with a smile, "You want to learn? I'll teach you."
The roommates were all stunned, and then the air fell silent.
Identifying counterfeit cigarettes and alcohol requires real skill; it's essentially about product knowledge. Professional counterfeit hunters make a living based on their extensive product knowledge.
If business people can distinguish between truth and falsehood, they won't have to worry about being deceived.
Before Wang Peng arrived, they speculated whether he would take on apprentices and what price they would have to pay to become his disciples.
To everyone's surprise, Wang Peng readily agreed.
Dong Lin took out a red envelope and took out 1,000 yuan from it.
"Sixth brother, this is the apprenticeship gift my father prepared for you," he said.
"Come on, who do you think you are?" Wang Peng said with a smile. "As long as you want to learn, I'll have Du Lei teach you."
"Du Lei? That young man in your shop? Dong Shishi's boyfriend?" Dong Lin asked, puzzled.
Wang Peng nodded, "It's him. Don't underestimate him; his eyesight is just as good as mine."
“Okay, let’s go now.” Dong Lin stood up and tugged at Wang Peng’s sleeve. “Let’s go find him now.”
Wang Peng got up to say goodbye to his roommates, put his arm around Dong Lin's shoulder, and walked downstairs chatting and laughing.
The two brothers got into the car and soon arrived outside Donglin Tobacco and Liquor Store.
The storefront and signboard have been renovated, with a light yellow color scheme, and the store name is Donglin Tobacco and Liquor Store.
"Sixth Brother, how is it?" Dong Lin asked.
“Great, the decor is very nice,” Wang Peng said. “Brother Dong, your backing is stronger than mine, so someone like Huang Ran wouldn’t dare to mess with you.”
Dong Lin's father is the general agent for Maozi liquor. The larger the supermarket, the more indispensable Maozi liquor becomes.
If Huang Ran suppresses Dong Lin, Dong Zheng will dare to cut off the glorious Maozi.
The relationship between goods and supermarkets is one of mutual suppression. Last time, Huang Ran suppressed Wang Peng by threatening to remove the products from shelves to coerce various liquor distributors.
Small-brand liquor companies rely on brilliance to boost sales, but they can only succumb to that brilliance.
Feitian Maozi is too tough; Huihuang is nothing compared to it. Huang Ran is begging Dong Zheng for supplies, just like the future Nvidia.
Dong Lin stared at Wang Peng and chuckled, "Sixth Brother, is there something you need my help with?"
"Smart." Wang Peng gave him a thumbs up and said with a smile, "Guess what favor I want from you?"
“I already guessed it,” Dong Lin said smugly. “If Brilliant Suppresses you like it did last time, I’ll make you my transit point.”
Wang Peng was stunned and could only give him another thumbs up, realizing he had seriously underestimated Dong Lin's intelligence.
The last crisis of suppression was resolved by personal connections, but personal connections cannot be used repeatedly; a better solution must be found.
If an agent is involved, the supply issue will be resolved through the agent.
Dong Lin put his arm around his shoulder and said with a smile, "You had Du Lei teach me real skills, so of course I'll help you too. It's a mutual help relationship."
“If there’s another crackdown like last time, I’ll help you get the goods, and I guarantee I won’t charge any handling fees,” he added.
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