After dinner, Denver's call came.
Chen Zhao picked up the call and arranged to meet Denver at the hotel restaurant.
Denver was in his early sixties.
His silver hair was very eye-catching.
However, he was a person who cared about his appearance and dressed formally.
"Hello, Mr. Chen. I'm Denver Ritter."
"Hello."
After the two shook hands, they found a place to sit down.
"Mr. Denver, I don't understand why you're in such a hurry. The factory hasn't been built yet. Two more days won't make a difference."
"Have you heard of the Denver Beer Festival?"
"Err … It's the same as your name."
"It's just a coincidence. I'm not related to Denver," Denver said. Denver said, "I am not from Denver. The Denver Beer Festival is one of the three largest beer festivals in the world. It is held in September or October every year. This year, it will be held in July. The Denver Beer Festival is also the easiest market for us to enter. The Denver Beer Festival attracts at least two million visitors across the United States. If the people who attend the Beer Festival like our beer, it will be our best start. So, we need to produce our first beer in July at the latest."
"Is the beer festival really that important?"
"Almost every beer festival has a sales chart, so a lot of beer manufacturers will promote their beer at beer festivals, especially a large-scale beer festival like the Denver Beer Festival. If our beer can make an appearance at the Denver Beer Festival and get off to a good start, then the brewery's future development will be much easier."
"But how do we get into the sales charts at the beer festival? It won't be easy. Almost no one knows our brand. Will consumers choose our beer? "
"I have a plan. First, we have to conquer Mara Supermarket and put our beer on the shelves there. Then, we'll reduce the number of beers on the shelves. We'll use Mara Supermarket to create public opinion and make people subconsciously think how good our beer is. But it won't be easy to put our beer on the shelves in Mara Supermarket, especially for a nameless manufacturer like us. Plus, we haven't been in operation for long."
"Err …" Chen Zhao was speechless.
"What? Mr. Chen, is my plan not good? "
"I've been planning to put our beer on the shelves in Mara Supermarket for a long time," Chen Zhao said. "It's not a problem."
"Mr. Chen, do you have any connections?"
"Yes," Chen Zhao said. "You don't have to worry about that. I can definitely put my brand's beer on the shelves in Mara Supermarket."
"Mr. Chen, I heard that Mara Supermarket is very strict with its alcohol suppliers. A few well-known beer brands have already been rejected. Some people have tried to get in, but they were all rejected."
"The boss of Mara Supermarket Group will not reject my products."
Putting aside his relationship with Fali, Chen Zhao was the owner and brewer of the expensive wine.
Thus, Winnip couldn't refuse the old wine.
"Mr. Chen, can you tell me the reason? I hope the plan will be 100% successful. "Denver looked at Chen Zhao seriously.
"I am the owner and brewer of the most expensive wine in the world."
Denver's eyes widened and he stared at Chen Zhao in shock.
"Mr. Chen, are you serious?"
"Yes."
Denver suddenly realized why Chen Zhao was so confident.
It turned out that he had been working with Mara Supermarket for a long time.
Nowadays, Mara Supermarket had a good reputation.
In America, there was a saying that if you wanted to buy the best wine, go to Mara Supermarket.
The wine sold there was definitely the best.
Some alcohol manufacturers even said in their advertisements that their wine would be on the shelves of Mara Supermarket.
This was a special honor for them.
Similarly, it was a form of promotion for Mara Supermarket.
The beer produced by Chen Zhao, the brewer of Daydream, was also a gimmick.
"Mr. Chen, if you can make use of your name, then the value of your beer's brand will increase tenfold."
"Never mind," Chen Zhao said. "I prefer to maintain a sense of mystery."
Winnip had said that someone had once coveted the recipe of Daydream. Their methods were far beyond normal business competition.
If the brewer of Daydream was exposed, trouble might come knocking.
"Also, if you want your beer to taste better than other brands, you can use Mirror Lake's water to brew it," Chen Zhao said. "Mirror Lake is under my name right now. The water I use to brew Daydream comes from Mirror Lake."
Denver's eyes brightened. Chen Zhao didn't want to expose himself.
Chen Zhao didn't want to expose himself, but since Chen Zhao was the brewer of Daydream, he had to be a master brewer.
His advice would definitely be very insightful.
"Of course, I'll go check out the Mirror Lake you mentioned."
"Mirror Lake is my land, so other manufacturers will need my permission if they want to get water from here."
Hearing this, Denver was even more confident.
"Mr. Chen, I'll increase the value of the beer under your name by a hundred times, or even a thousand times."
"Also, I'll recommend a brewer who's very good at wheat beer. He's very good and can be in charge of the beer's taste."
Most beer on the market was produced by industrial production lines, but a large brewery couldn't lack a team of brewers and wine tasters.
They were responsible for inspecting and inspecting the products.
Also, a skilled brewer had to be paid a high salary by the manufacturer.
The more industrial a brewery was, the more they couldn't ignore the brewers.
"Did Mr. Andrews tell you about the situation in Mountain Town?"
"He did. You don't have to worry about that, Mr. Chen."
Denver wasn't a greenhorn.
His management skills were far beyond Chen Zhao's imagination.
"Mr. Chen, according to our plan, it's best if we buy this beer brand directly instead of working with the town government," Denver said. "This will maximize our profits, but if we share the brand, we'll be easily controlled by others."
"But the town government might not be willing to sell this brand."
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