High-profile King

Was rejected by the foggy apes as ghosts, as expected by Zhang Jiao.

Therefore, he was not disappointed, but sincerely fought: "I have known through investigations in recent days that my company's products have been boycotted because of the two monopoly food groups of" Kitchen Baiwei "and" Muwei ". Hostility.

Frankly speaking, I could n’t think of it before. Just because of my background in the community, I had just made a name for myself in the legitimate industry, and it would immediately cause such separate occupations. The entire Nanyang agricultural and livestock products market has 45% and 36% equivalent of super trust companies .

But the more I do this, the less I will hold back, but I want to face the difficulties more and see the game break.

And the key to breaking the game is your 'Nanyang Japanese Overseas Chinese Association'.

I know that because of the desire to import bulk rice from Nanyang to relieve the famine of the hometown of Nippon, you fought a fierce trade war with the chefs.

Even because these two despicable monopoly enterprises made ‘outside bids’, they did not hesitate to bleed and sacrifice ... ”

Before he finished speaking, he listened to the foggy ape like a ghost with a sorrowful chant: "Hurrying fifty years, has never been reached.

The official of the temple is hidden, and he apologizes for the corpse grits.

Destroy Fang Feihe, know nothing but no Iyu.

Shiyue Zou camel, I am wise to hold the halberd.

Zhang Sang, I already understand what you mean.

But my Nichimaru diaspora is not like your Zhou people. No matter how long they live in Nanyang, they are not my kind in the eyes of Nanyang people.

The last lesson was enough. We really do n’t want to fight the unnecessary giant Nanyang giant companies any more.

I'm really sorry. "

Zhang Jiao sighed and heard a sigh, and said in his mouth: "Fuyun Suo is here, the most expensive is not Confucianism.

The fate of the dust is complicated, and only Ershu is easy to edit.

The ancients learned new years, what kind of drama they love.

Mister Ape, you know that failure is not terrible, but if you lose your heart, you will be oppressed from generation to generation. "

"I didn't expect Zhang Sang to know this ancient poem of" overseas residence, "" Hazy Ape is like a ghost with a sympathetic expression, hesitating: "But when the timing is wrong, it's futile to fight, it's better to save strength for the future. Good.

As for the difficulties you encounter, frankly speaking, with the influence of your company's brand, it will not cause the hostility of the real taste of the kitchen or taste.

Should only be the manager of the Bandung area, privately want to curb the development of your company.

Finding the right way is actually not difficult to crack. "

"How did Mr. Haze make this judgment?" Zhang Jiao puzzled.

"Zhang Sang is a fan of the authorities," Mist Ape Rugui said with a smile: "With the strength of" kitchen flavor "and" mellow flavor ", it is a simple matter to divide the Nanyang farming and animal husbandry market cleanly.

But for hundreds of years, they have always vacated 15% to 20% of the market space, allowing small companies with local brands to survive.

This is a long-term and clever business strategy. How could it be changed because of Zhang Sang's status as a small businessman who does not even have the annual sales volume of 10,000 tons of natural food. "

This is unreasonable, but it makes a lot of sense. In addition, Zhang Jiao feels that even if he continues to entangle, the foggy ape will not change his mind, and he will look like a dream, waking up, politely saying: "So, look It's really fascinating for my authorities.

Under the guidance of Mr. Mist Ape, he will leave. "

Jumped from the branch of the cherry tree to the ground, bowed slightly towards the misty ape like a ghost, and walked away.

The misty ape hanging in the air is like a ghost, looking at Zhang Jiao's back and forth, and suddenly murmured in his mouth, "The child car is dying, and this dying is a special thing for centuries.

Near its acupuncture point, sorrowful and sorrowful.

Zhang Sang, you reported the murderous revenge for me. I ’m pointing you to the maze, we do n’t owe each other. "

Watched him disappear in the bright sunlight.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Jiao walked back to his mansion in Jiandongwan.

Seeing two slender backs in front of the vermilion iron gate full of Xia Zong's old style, he was leaning his head to say something in front of the monitor, and could not help asking strangely, "Two ladies, may I ask who are you looking for?"

Two girls turned around at the same time.

One of them even had a relationship with Zhang Jiao. It was the insurance company colleague Liu Xiangyin who Liu Jinyin brought home to his father He Shou last time.

And Zhao Xiangjun also recognized Zhang Jiao, stupefied: "Hello, hey, you are the boyfriend of the second sister of gold and silver, Mr. Zhang, right?" "

"it's me.

Hello Miss Zhao. Zhang Jiao smiled and said, "Who did you seem to be talking to at the door of my house and the monitor? Right, is there anything? "

Zhao Xiangjun also spoke next to her, wearing black pencil trousers and a white shirt. She was face-to-face. The facial features were very standard, but the girl who gave a kind of labor face was pleasantly surprised. "This is your home."

You are sister Zhao's friend.

This is great.

Mr. Zhang, right, Mr. Zhang, your house suffered a fire not long ago.

I passed by a few days ago and accidentally saw the burning is very bad, the loss should be very serious.

Do you know if you get insurance compensation? "

"I bought this piece of land," Zhang Jiao said in amazement: "It wasn't me who burnt the house before ..."

"Then did you buy home insurance?" The girl asked impatiently.

"No." Zhang Jiao guessed the girl's thoughts and shook his head with a smile and asked, "Aren't you here to sell insurance?"

"It ’s not marketing, but I hope you can change to a more secure lifestyle ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ The little girl solemnly corrects:" By forgetting to introduce myself, my name is Anjia, Lingdingyang Insurance Company Salesman.

Is now following Sister Zhao as an intern.

If you have time, I can tell you about modern asset protection ... "

Zhang Jiao shook his head in a dumb smile, interrupting An Jia's words, "Well, Miss An, you don't have to ask me any insurance.

Miss Zhao is the girlfriend of Brother Jinyin, and I will definitely give her face.

In the afternoon, I will order the company's financial manager to sign the order directly with you.

It's not too early.

If you have no other business to run, let ’s have lunch together.

Of course, if there are other things to be busy, do not have to force it. "

The words fell to the ground, and Zhao Xiangjun said with a smile on his face: "Zhang Xian, I really have to take care of you.

Signed your beach house, I believe we don't have to worry about the business volume this month. "

"Is everyone a friend, it's mutual benefit, don't be so polite." Zhang Jiao smiled and opened the door with the remote control key, and walked in with Zhao Xiangjun and An Jia.

The courtyard of Zhang Mansion is almost the same as that of Sheng Mansion, except that the damaged flowers and plants were replanted again, and the broken swimming pool and the ground were repaired.

But the main building has been very different from before.

After cleaning up the broken walls and debris due to the explosion, Zhang Jiao changed the western style of Sheng Mansion, and asked the designer to redesign the pavilion and pavilion of Dazhou's traditional wood and stone structure and build it.

Looks antique and full of Xia Zong's legacy.