Ke Luofu didn't expect that a random article he posted would become a hot topic.
In just over ten hours, this topic had garnered thousands of replies and tens of thousands of reposts.
Ke Luofu did not expect this, and neither did Denver.
Because the topic started by his Publicity Department through the Internet Water Army didn't have the desired effect, and then it disappeared in the crowd. Even Xiyuan Beer didn't notice this topic.
On the other hand, another topic had inexplicably become popular.
It seemed that everyone was participating in the discussion about the more applications of Dashan beer.
This topic actually gave rise to a second one.
That was to use beer to make beer ducks. There was a netizen who used different brands of beer to make beer ducks.
All the steps, portions, and ingredients were exactly the same. The only difference was the brand of beer.
After more than a dozen servings of Beer Duck were made, they were eaten separately and given different scores.
For some reason, Dashan Beer had actually become a condiment in people's mouths.
Of course, Denver did not care about this. No matter what happened to Mountain Beer, it was fine as long as the sales volume went up.
Especially after Denver received the sales report for the past few days, he became even happier.
In the past few days, the sales of Dashan Beer had also gradually increased.
The current sales volume was stable at around 150,000 cans per day.
According to the initial high investment, selling 150,000 cans a day was already profitable.
Of course, he still needed to maintain this level of sales.
…
Chen? Soaking in the Desert Cistanche Cup Descending the Cormorant Curtain.
The reason why Denver was so diligent in reporting sales was not only to take credit, but also to give Chen Xiang a chance. Imitation copy
After all, no investor could last long if they were losing money every day.
Even charity was about stability, let alone business investments.
Chen? Sizzle? Di Ya? Bramble with round branches? That twisting, twisting, twisting and tearing
Let's not talk about whether we can make money or not. First of all, we must not lose money.
Nowadays, many of the new startups actually had potential.
However, very few companies were able to persist past the initial stage.
Just because they couldn't maintain the supply of funds.
Once the capital chain was broken, they could only resort to financing or loans.
However, if it was a loan, the bank would need to observe the prospects. If the bank was not optimistic, then the bank would definitely not make a loss.
Investors, on the other hand, were even more demanding. Investors not only looked at the progress of the investment, but also at the rate of return.
Not every investor's needs were the same.
Some investors wanted to wait for the company to go public and make a profit before leaving.
Some investors wanted stable and sustainable profits. They wanted fixed assets and a certain amount of power to intervene and influence the company's decisions.
Chen? Zi Lai Shi Na (Glancing? Sincerely flattering the peacock, throwing away a date with the crane, scolding the imperial carriage, deceiving the cormorant pouch. Iridium? Jia Huan scratches??
This was enough to prove that Chen? Squatting in the sun
Maybe Chen? Bumping into the Emperor and making a fool out of himself? The Emperor is afraid of judgment and shocked to his grave? Shallow? Squatting in the toilet? Samādhi hissing? Please forgive me.
Now, Chen? Is it Cistanche Guanidine? Ji Cimi sailed to the former Qin Yi? Write? Rui? More ferocious and stubborn? Zhenba Strā
What was a high-quality industry? A stable and appreciative industry was a high-quality industry.
On the other hand, a fixed asset that could continuously and steadily generate profits was an excellent industry.
For example, Marina's Restaurant was an excellent business.
Currently, 30% of Marina's Restaurant's shares were in the hands of the bank. Words? Baü? Couple riding crutches? Resisting at the Gorilla Pond? Fu Wei.
The bank was unwilling to give up the 30% shares. Of course, other than being unwilling to give up the shares, the bank did not dare to interfere with the restaurant's operation at all.
The bank only wanted to hold shares and did not intend to destroy the normal operation of Marina's Restaurant.
Of course, Chen? Burden? Bao Zhenchu Huan Luo? Book Poke Yun Qu Yue? Grave Joy Di Ming? 0% of the price.
If Chen? Did he dare to make a fool of himself??? Zinc Gap Dai Pan Frame
But Chen? I dare to forgive you.
…
There were slums in many big cities in the United States.
The more prosperous the city, the more slums there were.
It was the same in Los Angeles. There was the largest slum on the West Coast, Antwerp.
Just like what people knew about slums, dirty and messy could basically describe the impression that Antwerp gave people.
The architectural style of the 1960s and 1970s and the poor community planning made it filled with an unbearable smell.
There were lawbreakers wandering the streets. There was also a McDonald's, but the McDonald's checkout counter here was installed with bulletproof glass.
More than 60% of the residents here had criminal records, and 20% of them were serious crimes.
There had been sports stars and movie stars here before, but none of them were willing to admit that they were from Antwerp.
That was because when people talked about this place, the first thing they thought of was criminals.
Liamson was a drug addict who relied on theft, robbery, and extortion to survive.
Liamson hadn't eaten for almost two days, but he had his eyes on a target.
That person should have just come back from shopping. He was carrying food and a box of beer.
Liamson looked around. There weren't many people on the street at this time.
Liamson rushed up and strangled the man's neck. At the same time, he stabbed the man's waist with a dagger.
"Buddy, hand over the money, or I'll kill you."
"Don't hurt me … I don't have money."
The man was so scared that he quickly took out his wallet.
Liamson snatched the man's wallet and glanced at it. Disappointment appeared on his face. There were only a few dollars in it.
"Where's your credit card? Give me your credit card. "
"I don't have a credit card. I've already broken my promise … I don't have money to pay it back."
Lian Musen rubbed his nose. He felt like his drug addiction was coming back.
Liamson glanced at the man, snatched the food and beer from his arms, turned around, and disappeared into the dark alley.
He hurried back to his nest, and Liamson's feeling was getting worse.
He was no stranger to this state. The drug … addiction was acting up.
Liamson hurriedly opened the drawer. The tranquilizer was gone … and the tranquilizer was gone.
He felt himself getting more and more miserable.
Liamson suddenly saw the beer. He wanted to get himself drunk. Maybe that would be the way to get through this drug addiction.
'Eh, this beer tastes good. Ever since I started taking drugs, I rarely touch alcoholic drinks.'
However, at that moment, Liamson felt that the beer seemed to be good. For a moment, Liamson forgot about his drug addiction acting up and started drinking can after can of beer.
Until he was drunk, Liamson had never slept so peacefully.
When he woke up the next day, Liamson found himself very energetic. It was a feeling that he had never felt before.
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