With Wang Qinqin coming forward, it will not take much time for students to get together. And with the experience of the last time, we all know that this kind of party will not pay for itself. As long as we have time, who doesn't want to increase the friendship of former students?

Even Hansen left the business to his men and came to participate. He has heard that Wang Baolai has sold 300 mu of rice. He would like to see what new tricks Wang Baolai has in organizing this classmate party. Is it just to show off his wealth? In that case, he can take the opportunity to humiliate Wang Baolai.

The party is still a Saturday. Just after ten o'clock in the morning, most of the students have already arrived. Among them, Qin Mingyue is still relatively early. Since then, those who have a good relationship with each other call to remind each other that Qin Mingyue has come ahead of time, so they all leave things in their hands and rush to Xinxiang County.

The gathering of nearly 40 students was quite spectacular.

This time, it's still Wang Qinqin. However, he has obviously kept a low profile, because he has clearly realized that as an official of the Propaganda Department, he still can't hold up his appearance compared with Wang Baolai. Besides, there is Qin Mingyue, the son of provincial senior cadres. So, after a few words, Wang Qinqin gave the microphone to Wang Baolai.

"Today, I'd like to invite you to share my Qingshan rice wine with me. However, because of the special effect of this wine, we can't drink it at noon today. Ha ha. "

"Why?" There are girls with the coax.

"It's bad to drink my wine." Wang Baolai gave a bad smile, but didn't explain it in detail. Some boys asked loudly, "is there any special help in that respect?"

"Almost." Wang Baolai took the microphone and said with a shy smile.

Hansen, on the other hand, put one arm on the back of the chair and looked at Wang Baolai's performance with disdain. He guessed that Wang Baolai invited so many old classmates here today to promote his family's rice wine. Just as a small successful businessman, he despised Wang Baolai's practice of making money only from his old classmates. Heart said, if you give each person a box, people may not like to drink it, let alone sell it for you, wait to die for you.

"Let me have a taste first. By the way, we female classmates all drink a little." The playful boy couldn't help joking.

Girls also burst out laughing. After many years of separation, boys and girls will still miss the friendship when they went to school. This is most people's psychology. Therefore, it's just a joke. It's deeper and shallower, and they won't care.

"As for me, I prepared two bottles of gifts for each student this time. However, this wine is not drunk here. I have to take it home to drink with my daughter-in-law and husband." With that, Wang Baolai burst out laughing again.

His smile, in Hansen's view, is a direct affectation, there is no laughing point at all. But Wang Baolai is different, because he knows the power of the wine best. If he drinks it at the classmate's party, something will really happen.

"Wang Baolai, how do you say today you have to let our classmates taste your rice wine. What's the meaning of going back to drink it?" Some students want to make use of it.

"I dare not. If your younger siblings find my head, I'll be miserable. Of course, there is also a task, that is, after you taste my wine, you can also pass on a word of mouth, at least the publicity reward, just these two bottles of wine. If anyone wants more, he'll have to pay for it. Two hundred for a bottle, the market price. "

Wang Baolai said half jokingly and half seriously.

In fact, Wang Baolai organized this party to let these students bring his rice wine back. In this way, the publicity will be much bigger. This is a kind of radial propaganda, which should be very effective. What's more, due to the limited raw materials and the experimental stage, Wang Baolai is not sure how much he can produce, and he is not in a hurry to sell.

Therefore, even if the reputation of his classmates can be spread, the wine can also have a good market. Of course, he is more looking forward to having his classmates as his sales agent. Each place has a small agent, in this case, the sales can be spread out.

"Wang Baolai, what's your rice wine like? Don't you want to give us two bottles each? You give me my share first, and I'll share it with you. " Someone suggested.

"Do you really think I need those two bottles of wine? Let me tell you, don't worry about it. There are four bottles of wine, and all of us in our class are down when there are less than 40 people. Do you want to make trouble for me? " Wang Baolai said with a bad smile.

This is Wang Baolai's explanation to the students when he was drinking, why he didn't take out his rice wine at the reception for everyone to taste.

In fact, besides Wang Baolai, Qin Mingyue is the one who knows the strength of the wine best. But this time, she just sat there and giggled.

At the end of the drink, everyone didn't want to leave. A male classmate named Li Bing couldn't help but be curious. He insisted that Wang Qinqin take out his share first. He didn't want to take back all the gifts from his classmates, which made people think he was so mean.

Wang Qinqin didn't know the strength of the wine. He just thought that Wang Baolai's propaganda was a gimmick, so he didn't stop it any more. He secretly took out two bottles to Li Bing.

It happened that Wang Baolai was not on the table, so Li Bing gave all his two bottles to the students at that table. That's a jin of wine, just ten people, one or two for each, which is exactly the amount that works.

When Wang Baolai came to offer a toast, he saw the empty bottle of his rice wine on the table. His heart was broken.

"Who told you to drink now?" Wang Baolai knew that something bad was going to happen, but he didn't have a serious expression. He just made a joke.

"Bora, your rice wine tastes really good. I'll give my share to the students. Isn't there an advertisement? Hello everyone, it's really good! "

Li Bing is also proud to show his wine tasting ability.

"Don't blame me if something goes wrong later. I didn't remind you. Don't mess around when you feel it!"

After the toast, Wang Baolai went to other tables and reminded them that they should not drink his wine today.

As a result, in less than ten minutes, some strange phenomena appeared on the table where the rice wine had just been drunk. Several boys raised their guns one after another and did not dare to leave the table. The female students were enchanting one by one, pinching and twisting with the boys nearby. The scene was somewhat out of control.

Even Wang Qinqin, a director of the Propaganda Department, was not spared.

He knew that things were not good, so he ran to the bathroom to avoid making a fool of himself on the wine table.

"You see that? There were two bottles of rice wine at that table. One person was one or two. " After returning to his own table, Wang Baolai pointed to Li Bing's table and said with a smile.

Even so, some students refused to believe that Wang Baolai's rice wine would have such power.

"Isn't that exaggerating? You don't know, wine is a matchmaker. " Some people say.