Siheyuan's Journey Through the Ages

Chapter 168 Bidding with Different Thoughts
"That's not the case. There's always someone better. The bottom end of Jufeng can't be that low. We can still leave some for other factories."

Ma Qing thought for a moment and said, "What's more, the times are changing. If the raw material prices of chemical companies in other regions can be lower than those of Formosa Plastics, then plastic product companies can build factories locally, save on shipping costs and survive."

Qi Zongyuan curled his lips. Everyone knows that Formosa Plastics’ prices are extremely competitive now, otherwise it would not have been able to develop so fast. Don’t be so hypocritical.

Li Yuanqing on the stage was still performing passionately. The staff brought up a giant screen with the rules of this investment promotion conference written on it. It could be summarized into a few points.

1. Jufeng Company divides the world into 30 regions, and welcomes global agents to become agents.

Second, as a high-end product, Jufeng Company's "Jufeng Brand" products need to be advertised locally. After the reasonableness of the advertising expenses is reviewed, the agent can reimburse 50% of it.

Third, after paying the franchise agency fee, you can have exclusive agency rights in the area. Of course, you can also choose not to give it, but Jufeng Company has the right to look for other agents.

Fourth, the agency rights are decided by blind bidding, and scores are given based on seven items including franchise agency fees, annual committed sales volume, collection period, first product order quantity, product deposit ratio, etc. The one with the highest score wins.

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Ma Qing used marketing methods from later generations to hold an unconventional product launch conference. In fact, he was not sure about it. After all, he didn't know how people in this world would accept such a thing. But he still had some confidence in these products. After all, these were products that sold well in later generations.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this press conference has come to an end. Interested customers, please look over there. We have prepared standard bidding format documents. You just need to fill in the numbers with your fingers. Please submit the bidding documents before 6 o'clock today, in this hall, at this location." Li Yuanqing pointed to a workbench on the left side of the entrance to the banquet hall. The table was filled with bidding format documents in white envelopes.

The scene of a rush did not appear. Li Yuanqing looked at Ma Qing, and Ma Qing shook his head, indicating that he should continue.

"After the bidding, our Jufeng Company prepared a sumptuous dinner in the Peninsula Hotel's Western restaurant. Everyone is welcome to dine. Two hours later, at 2 o'clock in the evening, we will open the bids on the spot in this banquet hall."

Li Yuanqing found that the guests at the scene seemed to be in low spirits. Only a few people received the bidding documents. He felt a little depressed. Could it be that his performance was not good? This shouldn't be the case.

Seeing Li Yuanqing's expression, Ma Qing said directly, "You've done a good job. We've been talking for quite some time, and it's almost noon. Let's go eat first, and the staff will work according to the plan."

Ma Qing, Li Yuanqing, Zheng Yumian and Qi Zongyuan came to the Peninsula Hotel's western restaurant for dinner. Zheng and Qi saw that the press conference received a mediocre response. Zheng Yumian thought that it was a good thing that Ma Qing did not agree to his request for shares. Qi Zongyuan was a little puzzled, thinking that this shouldn't be the case.

Ma Qing was not in a good mood at first, but as time went by and the food ordered by everyone was served, Ma Qing looked at the crowded western restaurant and suddenly felt relieved. His interest suddenly rose, and he thought to himself, "You idiots, why are you playing such a trick?"

"Come on, everyone. The steak at Peninsula is really good, and it goes really well with this red wine. Come on, let's have a drink." Ma Qing raised his glass and suggested.

Li Yuanqing felt that his boss was really generous. The press conference was about to fail, but he was still in the mood to clink glasses. His spirit was really different. "Boss, I..."

"Old Li, we have done everything we can, so don't worry about the rest. Just leave the result to God." Ma Qing thought, if not now, then when should he show off. "I admire you, I admire you." Zheng Yumian suddenly felt that his partner had the demeanor of not changing his expression even when facing a mountain collapse, and he couldn't help but speak.

The old man Qi Zongyuan had been observing Ma Qing. After seeing Ma Qing's sudden interest while looking around, he also looked around the entire western restaurant and found that there were a lot of foreigners in the western restaurant today, and the proportion was also particularly high. He thought about it and immediately understood.

However, he did not expose Ma Qing's pretentious behavior. Instead, he smiled at Ma Qing with a calmness that showed "I see through you."

When Ma Qing saw Qi Zongyuan react, he couldn't help but sigh that he still didn't have enough experience and couldn't control his emotions freely enough, which made people see the clues. He still needed to practice.

Not to mention the four grown men having lunch in the restaurant, the two white-collar workers guarding the bid documents were chatting.

"The boss is so generous that he even let us have lunch in a western restaurant. How unlucky are we that we have to look at the bid documents here and wait for our colleagues to finish eating before we can take over our shift."

"Are you still worrying about what to eat? Didn't you see that so few people came to the press conference to collect the bid documents? The situation is not good."

"That has nothing to do with us. I can't decide on this matter. We just need to do our own thing well."

"You..." A white-collar worker was speechless after being confronted by another white-collar worker. When he was trying to rack his brains to think of something to refute, he saw a hotel waiter coming over.

"This is the bid document collection point, I'm here to get a few bid documents." The waiter said politely.

"...Excuse me, sir, but what are you, a waiter, doing with our bid documents? Please leave." The white-collar worker felt puzzled. You, a waiter from the Peninsula Hotel, came over to ask for the bid documents. What do you mean by that? Go and have fun.

"I'm getting it for my clients, they live in..." The waiter might have received a tip, so he looked like he was determined to get it.

The two white-collar workers looked at each other and said, "Just give it to him. There are so many bids prepared anyway. Besides, he should not be lying."

The waiter took a total of 6 bids and delivered them to the guests in need one by one, muttering as he delivered them: "It's right inside the hotel, why don't you just go get it yourself? Oh, who cares, I've got the tip anyway."

This situation occurred on every floor of the Peninsula Hotel. The two staff members guarding the bid documents were surprised to find that the number of bid documents they were guarding was decreasing at an alarming rate. When half of the bid documents were distributed, the two dared not give them to the waiters anymore.

By 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the agents had no choice but to go to the Jufeng Company's bid desk in the banquet hall to collect the bid documents. Even so, the bid documents were not enough, and a total of 143 bid documents were issued.

(End of this chapter)