Of course, not going public also meant that Denver would never have the chance to actually control Mountain Beer. He would always be a major shareholder.
If Mountain Beer went public, Chen Zhao's shares could be continuously diluted through the stock market. But if it didn't go public, as long as Chen Zhao didn't sell his shares, no one could replace him.
Of course, Mountain Beer's profit prospects were very good. It was even more than those so-called super companies.
For example, Goose's market value was $800 billion, but its net profit was only $3 billion.
Goose's market value was in the top ten in the world, but its net profit wasn't even in the top 100.
If they were Goose's shareholders and only wanted to earn money from Goose's dividends, they probably wouldn't be able to recoup their losses.
But for a brand with high net profit like Mountain Beer, they might be able to recoup their losses in a few years. It would be sustainable for the rest of their lives.
Right now, Chen Zhao was basically living a secluded life.
In about a week, Fali's due date would be here.
Chen Zhao estimated that he would have to send Fali to the hospital in a few days.
"Fali, do you think we should go to the hospital?" Chen Zhao asked.
Fali shook her head. "No, I don't think it's that fast. Let's go in a few days."
Fali didn't want to stay in a hospital filled with the smell of medicine for a few days.
"Chen, you don't know how to deliver a baby?"
Fali wanted to give birth at home.
Chen Zhao smiled bitterly. He knew all the knowledge about delivering a baby.
However, he hadn't delivered a baby yet.
His home wasn't as good as the hospital.
If it was a natural birth, it would be fine. At most, it would be slightly painful. He could also give Fali a painless delivery.
However, if it was a difficult birth, it wouldn't be a problem of pain. It would be fatal.
By then, he wouldn't be able to do anything, so Chen Zhao felt that sending Fali to the hospital was the safest choice.
Forget it. He would observe first.
There was still some time.
…
The next day, Chen Zhao received another call from Denver.
"Mr. Chen, Weston Leese is representing Happy Beer. He wants to buy Mountain Beer for $600 million."
"Ha …" Chen Zhao chuckled. "Not selling."
"I know," Denver said. "I'm just doing my job to inform you." Even he felt that Weston Leese's offer was too strange.
Big companies suppressed small companies. If they couldn't kill them, they would buy them.
This was the most common trick.
When a large company makes an irresistible offer to a threatening small company, most small companies will succumb to the huge temptation and sell their company.
But … Westan Lees's offer was a little insulting.
His offer was more in line with the market valuation, but the key was that the brand of Dashan Beer was still on the rise.
In less than a month, the product had already reached 250,000 cans of sales. It was foreseeable that the profit would be far higher than the market valuation.
If he were to make an offer of $600 million, he would be making things difficult for himself and disgusting Denver at the same time.
"Mr. Chen, I plan to have my company shoot a new commercial."
"Didn't we already advertise before? It's only been 20 days, and now we're filming again. Isn't it too impatient?"
"It's not the same. The previous advertisements were used on second and third-tier TV stations. Now, I plan to place the advertisements on ABC. ABC is one of the top five TV stations. That kind of low-quality advertisement will not only not have a good effect, it is very likely to lower our brand value."
"If you think it's necessary, then go ahead," Chen Zhao said.
"Mr. Chen, I don't have time these few days," Denver said. "I need to go to Denver to prepare for the beer festival and rent the venue and booth."
Participating in the beer festival was something they'd planned long ago.
"Do you need me to do it?" Chen Zhao asked.
"You better do it."
"Okay, give me the contact number of the advertising company. I'll find time to talk to them in the next two days."
The next day, before Chen Zhao left, he reminded Fali again and again.
"Chen, I'm not a kid anymore. If my stomach hurts, I'll call an ambulance immediately."
Chen Zhao thought about it. "How about I don't go out? It's not something important, anyway."
Fali was helpless against Chen Zhao's strange love.
In order to take care of herself, Chen Zhao even put down his business.
"Chen, get out of here and work right now."
"Okay, okay." Chen Zhao glanced at the time and estimated when he would leave.
Chen Zhao arrived at the advertising company. He'd already talked to the advertising company yesterday.
When Chen Zhao arrived, a woman stood at the door to welcome him.
"Miss, have we met before?" Chen Zhao didn't want to flirt with the woman. She really looked familiar.
The woman glanced at Chen Zhao. "Sir, I'm Navotz Singer. That night, I was with Dahlia and saw you on the way."
"Ah … I remember now." Chen Zhao patted his head.
It wasn't that Chen Zhao was forgetful, but that he hadn't paid much attention to Navotz that night.
"This is … Dahlia's company?" Chen Zhao didn't expect to find Steven's daughter's company after looking around.
"Yes, please follow me." Navotz Singer brought Chen Zhao to the advertising company.
When Chen Zhao stood at the door, Dahlia was clearly surprised too.
Looking at Navotz beside her, Dahlia still didn't understand.
"Mr. Chen, what are you doing?"
"Boss, he's our client." Navotz still called Dahlia boss in the company.
"Mr. Chen, you're our client?"
"Yes, I'm here on behalf of Mountain Beer to discuss an advertising partnership with you." Chen Zhao nodded. "Can we get to the main topic now?"
"Of course." Daly Moore quickly composed herself. She nodded and said to Navotz Singh, "Go gather the people from the creative planning department. Gather in the conference room."
Chen Zhao was the client, while Dahlia and her advertising company were the client.
So, Chen Zhao could make most requests, regardless of whether they were reasonable or not.
However, Chen Zhao didn't understand advertising. Moreover, Dahlia's proposal was still at the copywriting stage.
Then the director would explain it. Chen Zhao only understood a little.
"Mr. Chen, what do you think of our proposal? Is there anything that needs to be changed? "
"Uh … this … not bad. What's the budget?" Chen Zhao asked.
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