Fangfang's pig feed is so famous that it is extremely difficult to buy a bag of feed from Fangfang Company. Peasant brothers are the most simple people and the most down-to-earth people.
They don't care what the name of the feed is or what its origin is, as long as it can make the pigs grow up quickly and sell them to make money, it is the best feed. Relying on the word-of-mouth word of mouth, the local market share of Fangfang Feed has rapidly expanded.
There are too many people who come to the door every day to stare at the feed, and the company's threshold is almost broken. Jun Tao thought of a way, so he decided on his own, wrote the number cards in private, stamped the company's seal, and distributed them.
It was also announced that only those who got the number cards were eligible to subscribe for the feed. As soon as the move came out, it immediately aroused strong repercussions. Not only the farmers themselves came to line up, but even seven aunts and aunts. Anyone who could be found followed to grab the number plate.
If the number plate is turned around and thrown out, that is a profit of a few cents. Relying on the number plate, some quick-witted people will make a small profit first. In this way, people who have a brand to buy feed are happy.
However, those who did not grab the number plate and were unwilling to pay the difference to buy the number plate from the scalper were left behind. Seeing that they suffered unexplained losses, those people were naturally overwhelmed. Rumors even began to spread, saying that this was the result of the Dong family's greed for profit and collusion with the scalpers inside and outside.
On this day, Dong Fang and Jun Tao were discussing business matters in the office. After talking for a while, I heard some loud noise downstairs. After listening carefully, it seemed a little unusual.
"Jun Tao, did you hear that? Is this someone arguing downstairs?" Dong Fang asked with a frown.
Jun Tao nodded, listening to the scolding outside was indeed a bit unpleasant. Dong Fang opened the window and poked her head out to look around. She saw a few hired workers below who were pushing them out with outstretched arms. Both sides blushed and made loud noises.
The atmosphere was somewhat stalemate, and the few people who wanted to break in were forced to retreat again and again. Judging from their posture, Dong Fang could more or less guess that these people probably wanted to buy feed.
All right, it's really disgraceful to make a fuss like this. Dong Fang hurried downstairs and was about to ask loudly what was going on. A few hired workers saw her first, and Lao Ying, the leader, yelled first: "Boss, it's not good, a large group of them are going to break in to grab the feed. Seeing that they can't grab it, they are going to smash it." .¡±
When Dong Fang heard this, she was a little stunned. Okay, why did these people break in and snatch it? Although these people are strangers outside, the villages in Jin County are all simple and honest, so it is unlikely that anyone will do anything to smash them.
Before Dong Fang could respond, a dark face approached: "Fangfang, your feed is really more precious than gold. We have been queuing for three days, but we still haven't got a number plate. You call us A large group of people, is the trip in vain? Isn¡¯t it like you to do things like you, is this bullying us country people who don¡¯t know how to do it?¡±
Dong Fang stepped out of the door with a serious expression: "The people who heard this are a little confused. We make feed to make money with the big guys. Well, how can we say that we are bullying people?"
Another short man rushed up from behind and yelled at Dong Fang: "We are here today to ask for an explanation. We have been here for a few days, and we haven't got a number. Don't tell me. Outside Those who resell are good, and they are just snowflake number plates. If you say, you didn't sell them to them privately, who would believe that!"
Dong Fang turned her head and glanced at Jun Tao, seeing that his complexion was pale, and he seemed to have something to say.
"Jun Tao, what the hell is going on?" (Remember the URL of this website: www.hlnovel.com