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Volume One, Section One Hundred and Twenty-Fourth

"He said that your Oriental Red Wine Industry is now popular, making Changsha City prosperous. TV, newspapers and newspapers are published every day, and the streets and alleys are covered with its advertising posters. In addition, it even co-organized a essay contest with the Propaganda Department of the Hunan Provincial Party Committee to celebrate the 42nd Anniversary of National Day. The essay contest for the hometown of the leader - the Oriental Red Cup 'Celebrating the 42nd Anniversary of the National Day', which made the entire colleges and universities in southern Hunan feel restless. The key is that the Propaganda Department of the Hunan Provincial Party Committee is still very satisfied!"

Huang Shaotang's classmates from the Central Party School served as senior officials in southern Hunan Province, and were in charge of business in the provincial government, rather than publicity and education.

However, Cui Jian's "Rock on the New Long March" concert itself caused a huge uproar in Xingcheng, and it was extremely popular. Coupled with the extremely distinctive and impactful advertising posters of the Oriental Red Wine Industry, there is no lack of profound humor in its humor, which is unprecedented, and it ignited the market in Changsha at once.

In addition, this essay contest jointly organized by the Provincial Party Committee Propaganda Department fits the theme of the 42nd anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, which made the Oriental Red Wine Industry very prosperous in the market, but also gained fame in the official market.

No one does not welcome such a sensible company, which caters to the needs of the official and takes the initiative to build momentum for the National Day, which complements each other.

That's why Huang Shaotang, a member of the Party School, called him to ask him.

The old classmate also sighed on the phone, saying that Hanchuan liquor was conquering cities and territory in southern Hunan, but the liquor company in southern Hunan could not come up with a decent counterattack strategy. He could only watch the Oriental Red Wine Industry become a hit in the southern Hunan market. It seems that he is afraid that the mid- and low-end liquor market will be captured by this emerging Oriental Red Wine Industry.

The Oriental Red Wine Industry, which is even more incomprehensible, is not a few famous wine companies among Hanchuan liquor companies, so this is what annoyed the old classmate Huang Shaotang the most.

"Since you can do such an event, why didn't this company think about cooperating with our Hanchuan Provincial Party Committee Propaganda Department or our Hancheng Municipal Party Committee Propaganda Department?" Huang Shaotang said with emotion.

"Secretary Huang, as far as I know, this company actually took advantage of the 'Rock on the New Long March' concert to carry out a marketing promotion activity. If it weren't for this concert, they wouldn't have spent so much effort to carry out this promotion. And you also know the fierce competition in our Hanchuan liquor market. It is a township enterprise that will definitely choose to break through weak links in marketing and promotion. It is impossible to fight with several famous liquors in Handu, and they don't have the strength."

Cao Qingtai's explanation made Huang Shaotang feel a little relieved, but he didn't care much about this. On the contrary, the call from his old classmate was expressed from another perspective, which made Huang Shaotang very happy.

In his opinion, this shows that a township enterprise in Handu can conquer cities and villages in the southern Hunan Province, which is enough to show that the influence of the market economy has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

There are very few capable people in township enterprises who have such vision and marketing capabilities. They rely more on extensive management and the price advantages brought by cheap labor to build the market. Even talented people on the coast are rare. I didn’t expect that there would be such talents under my own rule.

"Qingtai, I didn't expect that you, the former secretary, had the ability to build a business with such a few tricks. It's not easy." Huang Shaotang pondered: "What's his name? He graduated from Hanchuan University, how many years have he graduated?"

"He is called Sha Zhengyang, who graduated in 1990." Cao Qingtai replied: "He is not a financial student, but he has worked in Quanxing Winery for two summer vacations to do sales. It should have triggered some inspiration in it."

"Oh? Then what did he learn?" Huang Shaotang was very surprised. He didn't believe this statement. He didn't study economic management. He just started sales at Quanxing Liquor for a period of time and then was able to take charge of a company, thus creating such a big momentum?

Changsha is not an ordinary city, and it is the political, economic and cultural center of southern Hunan. It has always produced talents. If you want to establish a brand in Changsha, you will not be able to make a move in a few moments.

Although southern Hunan does not have several famous wines in the country, how can there be no decent local famous wine companies in such a large province that have been expelled by the Oriental Red Wine Industry? How can I not let my old classmate feel dull?

"A person who studies Chinese has a good literary talent, and writing is a good material." Cao Qingtai pondered his words, "In fact, the first experience summarized by Yintai County was from Nandu Town, which was written by him."

"Hmm?" Huang Shaotang's eyes fell on Cao Qingtai's face. Cao Qingtai looked calm. Huang Shaotang's eyes turned slowly, and then he took them back, and said nothing more.

Cao Qingtai regretted it a little, but he was still a little anxious. He shouldn't have pushed Sha Zhengyang out so eagerly, as there are many opportunities in the future.

However, Cao Qingtai was not worried about anything. He was selfless and had a wide world. Sha Zhengyang's performance was remarkable. Even if he wanted to transfer him to the Municipal Party Committee Office, it would not be a shameful thing. As for the inappropriate moment, he could wait until the right time to talk about it.

"Qingtai, this year, the Central Committee and the Provincial Party Committee attach great importance to the work of 'recalling traditions, making contributions, and being a qualified party member in the new era'. I went to the bank station in the early stage. During this period, I had more things to do, so I didn't go there. I waited for a while and planned to go down and take a look. Since I was in touch, I had to be in touch. I couldn't always sit in the office and listen to reports and materials. If I really looked at the grassroots situation, I could feel more at ease."

"Okay, then I'll contact the Yintai first. I won't talk about the time for the time being. What do you think?" Cao Qingtai replied quickly.

"Well, don't talk about time. Then we will go and see the real things if we want to see it. He Zhongye is also an old secretary. I believe that he won't be vain in this regard, but I want to see the most real side. Don't report the materials. As a result, when I go down, I'm not the same thing at all, so I'll just shut my eyes and listen."

After Huang Shaotang finished speaking, he paused, "The work in the Municipal Party Committee Office is very complicated and is more challenging than the Political Research Office. You should learn more from Lao Huo and Chen Qi."

He didn't say much, but it was meaningful, and Cao Qingtai felt warm in his heart.

After returning to the municipal party committee for so long, Secretary Huang has never talked to him. He usually explains his work directly and has no extra words. Although Cao Qingtai is calm, he still can't let go.

It was not until this moment that he truly felt relieved. Secretary Huang was still paying attention to himself, and that was enough.

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