Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 859 - Chapter 859 Chapter 859 Causality

Chapter 859: Chapter 859 Causality Chapter 859: Chapter 859 Causality Wang Shiwei knew very well that Section Chief Liu was a leader at the tobacco company; where on earth would he be short of alcohol?

When faced with various invitations, he usually begged pitifully, “I want to go home for dinner.”

The times he took the initiative to drink outside and even offered to treat were really rare.

Wang Shiwei smiled, “Section Chief Liu is joking. If you want to drink, that’s giving me face, it’s definitely on me… Moutai is just our own, feel free to drink as much as you want.”

“No, not Moutai,” Section Chief Liu spoke up, “Today I want to treat my superior, and your wine isn’t bad. Bring a flask with you.”

“Really?” Wang Shiwei exclaimed, “Section Chief, you took away more than two jin just yesterday.”

“That’s not enough,” Section Chief Liu spoke loudly, “My superior can drink a lot, and the key is that this wine is really good. I slept so soundly at night, woke up the next day without any issues, and felt especially energized.”

“That’s a must, if I’m treating Section Chief Liu to a drink, it has to be good wine,” Wang Shiwei said with a smile, “But I don’t have much of this wine left, I really can’t bring a whole flask, just half a flask.”

“Tsk,” Section Chief Liu was displeased, “Boss Wang, you’re in the business of selling wine, talking like this isn’t really nice. Can’t I buy it?”

Wang Shiwei sighed, “Even if I wanted to sell, I don’t have that much, I really don’t have much on hand.”

Section Chief Liu really wanted to buy this wine; waking up feeling refreshed and even having morning exercises with his wife, he could tell that this wine was genuinely good. Especially since Wang Shiwei claimed to be out of stock, it made him think even more highly of it.

So he asked, “Then how about this, where did you get your stock? I’ll send someone to buy it.”

“I’ve told you, this wine is not available for purchase,” Wang Shiwei said with a wry smile, “As for where I got it from, it’s not convenient to tell you. The person is worth a few tens of billions, just giving me some wine is already showing a lot of face.”

“Holy crap,” Section Chief Liu exclaimed, “A few tens of billions in wealth, who is that?”

“Stop thinking about it, it’s not one of our Zhengyang people,” Wang Shiwei didn’t want to reveal Feng Jun; that person was determined to keep a clean break–Wang had established a good relationship with President Feng and of course wanted to maintain it, not to mention… that person was indeed not from Zhengyang.

“Lao Wang, this is where you’re not too nice, always hiding and hoarding,” Section Chief Liu pondered, then spoke, “Look, if you still consider me a friend, in a few days I want to invite the big boss over. Bring a flask with you.”

He had made up his mind; anyway, he still had more than two jin left, enough for him and his superior to drink that night. If the superior also found the wine good, he could definitely use it to curry favor with the big boss.

“You make it sound so easy,” Wang Shiwei exclaimed. If he didn’t want to take advantage of restocking, he didn’t need to please Section Chief Liu so much, but… when you’re in society, you have to be sociable, “I’ve barely got more than three jin left.”

“We’ll talk about it when the time comes,” Section Chief Liu muttered softly and hung up the phone, obviously not giving up hope completely.

After Wang Shiwei hung up the phone, the corners of his mouth also curled into a cold smirk: This good stuff, and you, kid, still want another five jin?

If the first and second times were coincidental, the third time even moved Section Chief Liu, it fully demonstrated that this wine was really as good as Feng Jun said, and it might very well be… genuinely beneficial to health.

Wang Shiwei himself was approaching fifty, and he was also willing to keep those things that were good for health.

Feng Jun gave him thirty jin of wine, and now after drinking more than five jin, he definitely needed to plan carefully for the remainder. For people like Section Chief Liu, who were purely business acquaintances, he couldn’t take out another five jin–unless he could get more wine from Feng Jun.

However, Wang Shiwei was quite pessimistic about this. He hadn’t realized how valuable this wine was before, but now that he did, he couldn’t help but think: How much should I sell this wine for per bottle in the future?

If it’s being sold as a health product, gift box packaging is likely, so… isn’t it normal for this wine to be priced higher than Moutai?

Wait, the way Feng Jun sees it, it seems like it’s going to be priced even higher than those top-tier red wines?

Thinking about this, he couldn’t help but pick up his mobile phone and dial a number, “Lao Zhang, how’s it going with your wine company?”

“Sold it,” Lao Zhang chuckled on the other end, “Just sold it for four hundred and ninety thousand, I kept a two percent stake.”

“So that values it at five hundred thousand,” Wang Shiwei smiled, “Lao Zhang, the person my brother introduced is reliable, right?”

“Of course,” Lao Zhang laughed heartily in response. He had tried to establish his own brand before, but it was really… too difficult.

He handled all the formalities, even designed a special wine bottle, but the product promotion and advertising were really too costly. Moreover, there were too many counterfeit products–if he hadn’t made a name for himself it’d be fine, but once he did, he couldn’t stop the fakes.

Being original is tough, yet manufacturing knock-offs could actually make a quick profit.

Lao Zhang was a man with dreams, intending to establish a brand, but in the end… he lacked money. If he really had the funds, not only would he be able to invest in promotion, but he could also ensure within his own province, there wouldn’t be any knock-offs–since we are all from the same province, I’d like to see who dares to copy me?

With control over the local market, expanding outwards would mean a completely different level of confidence, and it would require a whole new approach as well.

In essence, he had succumbed to reality. Now he also dealt in liquor, but he had abandoned his brand. At present, his only brand was “Zhang San Old Liquor,” which, sadly, was sold as bulk spirits in plastic jugs.

Now someone wanted to buy his liquor company, and he was somewhat reluctant to let go–after all, it bore his dreams. Thus, he set the price at 500,000 yuan, much higher than what Wang Yunhai had estimated.

In truth, Wang Yunhai’s valuation was just for businesses that couldn’t keep going and were only planning to sell their shell resources. Lao Zhang’s company was barely hanging on, so asking for that price wasn’t outrageous.

However, what Wang Shiwei wanted to hear wasn’t that, “Who bought the ninety-eight percent?”

“A girl named Ye Qingyi,” Lao Zhang laughed on the other end of the phone, “It seems a bit odd, huh? What would a girl buy this kind of thing for? I think there’s probably a puppet being pushed by someone behind the scenes…”

It definitely was a puppet, Wang Shiwei understood that very clearly, “What kind of liquor do they plan to make?”

“They want to create a new series of alcohol called San Sheng Liquor,” Lao Zhang replied with a chuckle, “Right now, I’m still the one handling the paperwork. Otherwise, why would they leave me a two percent share? I actually want to sell it all.”

“Then you should sell it to me,” Wang Shiwei promptly expressed his interest, “I’ll buy your ten thousand yuan worth of shares for twenty thousand.”

After all, he was familiar with the related procedures; anything the other party could do, he could as well.

“I’m just teasing you,” Lao Zhang laughed raucously, “It’s I who can’t let go, determined to hold onto that two percent to see what they can come up with. After all, it’s only ten thousand, but Lao Wang… you seem to know something?”

Wang Shiwei pondered for a moment, then answered in a deep voice, “The buyer is a friend of mine, very capable in brewing. I’m optimistic about them.”

“Pff,” Lao Zhang snorted disdainfully, “Who doesn’t know how to brew? Tell me something concrete, Lao Wang. There’s a chance that… I might sell you my shares.”

Wang Shiwei remained unmoved, “If you sell to me first, then I’ll tell you something concrete.”

“You just want me to not sell, then,” Lao Zhang replied indifferently, “I’m just curious about where they plan to set up the distillery and how they’re going to distribute the products–‘San Sheng Liquor’ is meant to be a brand, after all.”

“You’re asking me, but I have no clue,” Wang Shiwei firmly kept to his stance, “I’m just here to facilitate the deal for a finder’s fee from both sides, nothing more. If you’re not willing to give up your share to me, why should I bother so much… Don’t tell me you even want to snub the finder’s fee?”

“Expecting a finder’s fee with an asking price of half a million?” Lao Zhang snorted, “Treat you to a meal and we’ll be even. But Lao Wang, you’re really being unsporting, I’ll remember that.”

“What will remembering it change?” Wang Shiwei snorted dismissively, “If they grow the business well, your two percent will also make money; if not, I’d help you sell it for 490,000… You should be thanking me, right?”

Lao Zhang fell silent, and after a long while, he finally spoke up, “Lao Wang, I just want to ask, what’s the background of this company? I heard it has some connection to the mystique of Baixing Town?”

“I really don’t know what you’re talking about,” Wang Shiwei briskly denied any knowledge, “Anyway, you only have two percent of the shares, just watch how they manage it. Do what you must, or sell to me if you lack confidence… I don’t see why you are worried.”

Lao Zhang hung up the phone somewhat grudgingly, muttering to himself, “I just want to know… what’s the relationship between Ye Qingyi and Feng Jun!”

While he mentioned the “mystique of Baixing Town,” he had known for a while that the buyer of his company was Feng Jun from Luohua Manor; it was just someone else acting as a front–had he not known the real buyer, he wouldn’t have kept even two percent of the shares.

But understanding things is one thing and talking about them is another; having the decency to keep silent is also a quality necessary for mingling in society.

If Feng Jun didn’t want to show his hand, there must be a reason. If he stubbornly confronted the situation, could he endure the wrath of a billionaire?

In truth, Ye Qingyi had no special connection with Feng Jun, just an ordinary girl who had taken a slight liking to him when he had fallen on hard times and had tried to help him, an employee of Li Dafu Jewelry Store.

Feng Jun’s ability to appraise jade and get in touch with Li Dafu was all thanks to her mediation. However, over time, they drifted apart–neither had wronged the other, they both had a mutual admiration, and perhaps… that’s just destiny.

When Feng Jun heard about the liquor company from Wang Shiwei, he clandestinely visited Zhengyang City to do some research and, coincidentally, came across Ye Qingyi once again.

Initially, when he interacted with this girl, he had some impure motives–after all, she was quite attractive. But after meeting her this time, he suddenly remembered: It seems I still owe her a favor.

As someone who prides himself on propriety, Feng disliked owing others. So, he contemplated that since this woman was out of his destiny–no longer within the realm of a special connection–why not gift her some good fortune instead?

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