C65 Prosper Day by Day

"The person I want to thank is my partner, Mr. Chan Dong. For the sake of the opening of Mao family's new factory and the listing of the Drunken Immortal Wine, he helped me a lot to achieve what I have today. "

"Thank you. I hope we'll have a pleasant cooperation in the future. "

Mao Yunyun raised her wine glass in Chen Dong's direction. With a sincere smile on her face, she downed the wine in one gulp.

Chen Dong recovered from his shock and raised his glass to drink with him.

There was a thunderous applause.

Everyone looked at each other. Chen Dong and Mao Yunyun's relationship had been publicized by Chen Changhai. It was not a secret in B City. How was this gratitude? Looking at the pink atmosphere between the two of them, it was as if no one could get in. It was simply flirting openly!

Everyone ridiculed in their hearts, but they still gave their sincere blessings.

Chen Dong was a genius in marketing. This point was obvious to everyone. With his help, in the future, Mao Family Wine Factory would grow into another mountain in B City Wine World. They did not want to provoke this future behemoth.

Under the congratulations of everyone, Mao Family Wine Factory was about to open for business. The person who carried the plaque was a famous calligraphy expert in B City, You Zhiming. He was also Chen Changhai's old friend. Chen Dong used two bottles of Drunken Immortal Wine that were fifteen years old to exchange for the old man's hair.

The new factory was officially put into production. Mao Yunyan appointed her as the director of the production workshop and led her employees to grasp the quality.

Usually, the new factory would only make profits after six months of production, but the Mao family's old factory could provide the products. Therefore, the moment the new factory opened, they accepted the orders.

The orders flew to the Mao family's new factory like snowflakes. Chen Dong was so busy that his feet did not touch the ground. At the same time, he also started to promote the Drunken Immortal Wine.

He suggested to Mao Yunyun that he could hire some popular celebrities to advertise and promote it. He did not expect that he would be strongly opposed by Mao Yunyun.

"I don't agree. Drunken Immortal Wine relies on quality to speak. It's different from those white spirits outside that only rely on marketing disciples. Inviting celebrities to advertise and increase their reputation is an impetuous method. It's not down-to-earth enough, so I don't agree!"

It came again. Mao Yunyun had her own insistence on brewing wine, and she also adhered to the usual style of Mao Family's old factory by selling wine. Chen Dong felt helpless in his heart as he explained: "What era is it now, Yunyun? Isn't it normal to hire celebrities to advertise? "

"You mean I'm outdated?"

The two of them changed their identities and were no longer in a superior and subordinate relationship. They were partners and lovers. While Mao Yunyun was close to Chen Dong, she also could not control her temper. She would often say what she thought in a straightforward manner.

Chen Dong was confused. "When did I say that?"

"You didn't say that, but that was clearly what you meant! In short, I don't agree. I think the Drunken Immortal Wine can be recognized by quality. It doesn't need celebrities to increase its reputation! "

Mao Yunyun picked up the advertisement that Chen Dong had written on the table. It was fine if she didn't read it, but when she read it, she became even angrier.

"Did you write this?"

What did he mean by using wine as a dream and a dream as a horse? This kind of sensational and childish words that even Mao Yunyun thought were childish were actually written by this sharp-tongued man, Chen Dong?

Mao Yunyun looked at the document in her hand in astonishment before looking at Chen Dong again. She was simply as surprised as if she had seen Chen Dong transform into an alien.

Chen Dong cleared his throat: "Cough cough, the document is still in progress. Young people nowadays are very fond of this. I am also choosing a document that is most suitable for the Drunken Immortal Wine. "

Mao Yunyun flipped through the document. The more she read, the more dissatisfied she became. Her brows furrowed tightly.

"It's full of fancy things. The Drunken Immortal Wine doesn't need these things to embellish it. Just make the wine and sell the wine. Why do you want to do these meaningless things?"

Chen Dong was also a little angry. He had worked hard for the whole night and read many cases before he could come up with a document. However, it was actually said by Mao Yunyun that it was meaningless?

He continued to explain patiently, "If you want to let Taibai Baijiu enter thousands of households and become a famous wine known to everyone, you must do good publicity. Otherwise, no matter how good your wine is, who would buy it if no one knew?"

Mao Yunyun was somewhat unconvinced. She said, "We can invite the media, reporters, and advertisements in newspapers and television. We can let them experience the brewing process of Mao Family's wine factory. "

"Online marketing is the biggest marketing channel. How many youngsters nowadays watch television and newspapers? If you want to cause a sensation in B City and even spread your name internationally, you need to rely on a drinking contest. You need to create a gimmick to let more people know about it and desire to understand it. That is the purpose of marketing"

"I think advertising is currently the fastest and most effective way to do so"

Mao Yunyun still did not agree.

When the Mao family winery was first opened, Mao Yunyun's grandfather, Old Man Mao, did not think about advertising. Instead, he relied on word of mouth to reach where he was today.

Back then, Old Man Mao was able to develop the Mao family winery into an old factory that had been around for decades by himself. Then, Mao Yunyun felt that she could do the same.

Chen Dong saw that she was stubborn and wanted to explain things to her. However, he was interrupted by Mao Yunyun.

"Chen Dong, the Drunken Immortal Wine is different from the wine sold in your factory. It doesn't need these items to be sold. The sales of the Drunken Immortal Wine in B City is already very good. Good wine is not afraid of the depths of the alley. Sooner or later, it will enter thousands of households. "

Mao Yunyun was straightforward and poured out all the thoughts in her mind. Chen Dong almost choked on his breath and just carried it on his back.

He finally could not control his venomous tongue and blurted out: "According to your method, ten years, twenty years? I'm afraid you won't be able to reach the height of an international winery in your lifetime! "

Mao Yunyun's face was red. She was angry at Chen Dong. She looked at Chen Dong, unwilling to admit defeat. "That's right. Ten years. Twenty years. Even if it's for the rest of my life, I'm willing to use this method to run the Mao family's wine factory. I won't let the so-called marketing method pollute the reputation of the Drunken Immortal Wine! "

The two of them stared at each other, and once again, they quarreled because of their conflicting views.

Chen Dong was so angry that he directly said, Then you should just waste your life. Then, he slammed the door and left.

He was really hit by Mao Yunqi. He was simply stubborn and stubborn. He really did not know how his father-in-law raised up such a stubborn character!

Ever since the two of them had been together, Chen Dong had actually restrained his temper very much. When he had gotten along with Mao Yunyun, he would give in if he could, but today, he really could not do what Mao Yunyun had said that his painstaking efforts were rubbish!

After he left, Mao Yunyun gradually calmed down. She picked up the document that Chen Dong had thrown onto the ground and felt a little regretful.

Was she saying too much?

The document had just been thrown to the last page. On it, Chen Dong had written a few words in a forceful and forceful manner: Wine and Minister, I will not let you down.

When Mao Yunyun saw this, she felt uncomfortable. An unprecedented sense of regret welled up in her heart.