People in the Republic of China era began to rise from industry.

Liu Jing smiled like an old fox: "I'd love for them to come and smash up the shop."

He said with a smug look on his face, "Everyone, I analyzed how Feng Hua became so popular yesterday."

"The novel design is one thing, but the most important thing is that Zhang Xiaolin used his own head to carry Feng Hua in a sedan chair."

"We dare not hope for such a heaven-sent opportunity, but as long as our store is also smashed, Fengxing's reputation will be completely established."

As he spoke, Liu Jing lowered his voice: "To be honest, I've already prepared the article for the newspaper. Even if they don't come, I'll arrange for people to come and smash up the shop tomorrow!"

The group looked at each other in confusion for a moment, then suddenly realized and gave each other a thumbs up.

I must say, this bastard really figured this out!

Seeing everyone's admiring expressions, Liu Jing smiled calmly.

Such petty tricks were something he could easily pull off.

The reason he has become so destitute and unsuccessful over the years is simply due to bad luck and lack of connections.

If they had been lucky enough, or had a powerful backer, they would have achieved great success long ago.

Why bother running around and working so hard to earn this little bit of money?

However, this time he had a vague premonition.

My fortunes are about to change completely because of this...

Another half hour passed.

Fengxing Bicycle Store continues to be a hot seller, having sold another eight bicycles.

As for Feng Hua across the street, there was still a long queue in front of the door.

Two more trucks arrived to resupply the goods.

Liu Jing, who occasionally came out to observe, couldn't figure out the exact number sold, but he was certain it was at least ten times that of Fengxing.

This made him extremely envious.

They were also increasingly hoping that the other side would come and smash up their shop soon.

This is why branding is so important.

A price difference of a few dollars may affect some people, but most people still prefer brand names.

As for further reducing the price, Liu Jing didn't even consider it.

This will certainly attract more customers.

But there are too many partners.

If it were priced the same as other domestic bicycles, he wouldn't get much money from his 20% stake.

There's no need to take such a big risk and provoke the deity.

Although he appeared confident and in complete control in front of his partners, he was not alone in his actions.

But I still have some concerns.

After all, Ando Company has a gang background.

Despite his careful research, he learned that Lin Andao, this gang leader, had basically never used gang methods in legitimate business over the years.

Even Buddhists have two faces: the heart of a Bodhisattva and the wrath of a Vajra.

He wasn't sure if Andao Company, in its desperation, would put him in a sack and throw him into the Huangpu River.

After all, the way I handled this matter was indeed disgusting.

Therefore, he had planned it all along.

They're just waiting for the store to be smashed up so they can just hide far away and open a new one.

Anyway, by then the reputation will already be established, and it won't be an eyesore in front of Feng Hua. There will be plenty of customers coming to the door.

This can be considered a sensible move.

If he takes the initiative to back down, the other party will probably stop making things difficult for him personally.

While smoking, Liu Jing went over the whole plan in his mind again. He exhaled a puff of stale air, threw away the cigarette butt, and turned to go into the shop.

Several partners had already taken refuge in the backyard.

Clearly, they want to make money but don't want to take any risks.

Liu Jing didn't mind.

After all, these people are the ones who actually bear all the costs.

He only holds a stake, and he is the one who offers advice and takes the risks.

However, it is true that we need to rely on them to get things started.

But once Fengxing's reputation was established and they made their first profit, Liu Jing didn't plan to involve them in anything else.

He had figured out Feng Hua's entire outsourcing model very clearly in the past two days while setting up this scheme.

To be honest, I was greatly inspired.

I never knew business could be done this way.

So, after saving up enough money in Shanghai, he planned to go to big cities like Nanjing and Beijing to start anew.

Following the example of Feng Hua, they quickly expanded their women's bicycle business across the country.

He could even use the name Feng Hua directly!

Riding the wind, its momentum is unstoppable...

"What the hell kind of crappy bicycles are you selling?"

Just as Liu Jing stood behind the counter, humming a little tune and thinking about the good days to come...

Suddenly, shouts and curses came from outside Fengxing Gate.

Liu Jing's eyes lit up immediately, thinking to himself that the shop-smashing thieves had finally arrived.

He practically ran all the way to the door.

Then you see a burly man standing menacingly at the door, carrying a bicycle that's spinning around in circles.

He recognized the man; he had nodded to him as he pushed his bicycle away.

Recognizing the other person at a glance, Liu Jing understood what was going on.

How could a brand new bicycle break down so easily?

So there is only one truth.

That means this guy is from Feng Hua across the street. He deliberately found a pretext and then took the opportunity to cause trouble and smash up the store.

It's a minor matter, nothing to worry about.

Having already prepared himself for a beating, Liu Jing became increasingly calm.

They also looked down on Ando Company.

With such a strong gang background, they still need to find an excuse for something as trivial as smashing up a shop. Is this what you call being a gangster?

With a look of disdain, Liu Jing feigned a perfectly bewildered expression: "Sir, what happened?"

"what happened?"

The burly man in front of the door glared with his bull-like eyes.

While demanding an explanation, he threw the bicycle he was holding at Liu Jing's feet and then angrily shouted, "I just bought this bicycle from your store, and the rims started to wobble after only a few steps. Give me my money back!"

This explanation was exactly what Liu Jing had expected.

He sized up the burly man a few times, then frowned and said, "This gentleman looks unfamiliar. I don't remember buying a bicycle from our Fengxing store."

As he spoke, he laughed and shouted in a few octaves, "Are you sure you're not in the wrong place? The bicycles at Feng Hua across the street look a lot like our Feng Xing's. Think about it carefully, could you have bought them from their store?"

As he spoke, Liu Jing leaned forward slightly.

I'm just waiting for them to give me a good beating.

Then he can lie on the ground and freely accuse Feng Hua of hiring people to commit violence and vandalize the store.

Once things get out of hand, the truth becomes irrelevant to onlookers.

Some people will surely believe his slanderous accusations!

Unfortunately, despite having positioned his face perfectly to take the beating, he wasn't met with the expected punch.

A glob of phlegm landed directly on his face, and the burly man put his hands on his hips and cursed, "You dog, don't I recognize the name Fengxing?"

"How could it be unclear whose bicycle it was bought from?"

"Damn it, seventy-three yuan a bike? Is that the price you set for Fengxing bicycles?!"

Cursing, the burly man turned around and shouted to the crowd that had quickly gathered after noticing the commotion, "Neighbors, those damn Fengxing bikes brag about being domestic products, but look at this! This bicycle is completely unrideable; the wheels break as soon as someone sits on it!"

"Are there really such rip-off domestic products?"

The plot development was completely contrary to my predictions.

Even the role of the victim was taken over by the other party.

Liu Jing's face changed drastically!

The saying goes, "Three men can make a tiger." If this guy really stirs things up, no one will listen to his explanation!

Before he could even wipe the thick phlegm off his face, Liu Jing took a step forward, intending to continue to confuse the situation.

In short, we cannot allow anyone to seize the power of discourse.

Before he could even speak, several more people carrying bicycles emerged from the crowd.

Both men and women.

As for the bicycle in his hand, it looked exactly the same as the one the burly man had thrown on the ground—it was all spinning in circles.

Seeing this, Liu Jing was dumbfounded.

The words that were on the tip of my tongue got stuck, and I couldn't say them at all.

He can even break a bicycle.

But with so many issues like this, people naturally believe what they see with their own eyes!

As for the truth... what you see with your own eyes is the truth!

He knew perfectly well that this could only have been done by Feng Hua on the other side.

How despicable!

What kind of gangsters are you!

Just as he was raging with impotence, the burly man turned around, grabbed him by the collar, and cursed, "Tell me, you son of a bitch, were you sent by the Japanese to impersonate Chinese goods and cheat us?!"

As soon as he said those words, Liu Jing's vision went black.

Only one thought remained in my mind.

Completely, completely over...