If someone told you that half of every dollar you earned belonged to someone else, and that person just had this job for you, would you continue to benefit him willingly
Maybe at first, it's because of gratitude, but over time it will make people feel disgusted or even hateful.
Gratitude is like food, with a very short shelf life. When it starts to go bad, conflicts arise and escalate.
In fact, there are many such phenomena in society, and it is impossible to say who is right or wrong, because everyone is selfish, whether he admits it or not.
Even gods have their "favorite" lambs, let alone humans who can't even be called holy
I work so hard to make money, why should I pay you a licensing fee
Just because I learned something so simple
In fact, these companies all have this idea. They have a certain social foundation and a high social status. Coupled with the wealth they earn, they are enough to give them a hard time.
There is a saying that is very true. When you have a conflict with someone while holding a knife in your hand, the devil in your heart will be released.
The same is true for money. The only difference between it and a knife is that the person holding the knife may directly kill some people, while money can hire these people holding the knife.
The five companies that promised to pay licensing fees are still going through the process. Merlin may not know that process is a very magical thing among capitalists.
Sometimes the process only requires a phone call and a time to sign, but sometimes it may take a long, long time to complete the process, or even wait.
Dulin told him not to worry about these things for the time being, and would leave these things to others.
Immediately afterwards, someone called Dulin, a new agent representative.
Those agents in the past became prominent figures in various regions because they gained market share, with money and status. Now they began to participate in politics at Dulin's request, either becoming council members or mayors, so there are A new batch of agents were appointed.
Most of these new agents are family members, heirs or brothers and sisters of the past batch. Du Lin knew about it but did not express any opinions. After all, fate is sometimes not so fair.
Ideals cannot control reality, but ideals and interests can control reality.
The problems of these people are actually the same thing as what happened in Merlin. Originally, in the agreement between Dulin and the wine merchants, their products had to go out through Dulin's channels.
In addition to charging them a licensing fee, Dulin also charges a part of the channel fee, and also defines the scope of their production and sales.
This is not done simply to gain profits, but to formulate rules to safeguard everyone's interests.
If these people are allowed to sell goods on their own and compete for the market, no one's job will be saved in the end. Only orderly, reasonable and healthy competition can bring benefits to this industry.
But things have changed now. Those people's goods are no longer provided to agents and do not enter the agents' channels and shopping malls. This means that they have cut off one of Dulin's financial avenues and a considerable part of the agents' income.
After some private exchanges, these agents decided to tell Du Lin about the matter and wait for him to resolve it.
The phone rang quickly as soon as he put it down. Dulin spent the whole day dealing with these messy things. The chain reaction in all aspects was too violent, beyond his imagination.
At night, Du Lin sat in his room and tidied his hair. In the dark night, his back was turned to the window. The silver-white moonlight shone in from the window, making him more closely integrated with the darkness.
After calmly smoking a cigarette, he picked up the phone.
Angamora Medical Supplies Company was holding an internal cocktail party at this time. The company's chairman, Mr. Angamora, personally attended the cocktail party and also invited some popular stars to set off the festive atmosphere.
The company's turnover this month has nearly tripled compared to the same period last year. The huge growth mainly comes from two aspects.
The first aspect is that society is developing rapidly and everyone has money in their pockets. In the past, a glass of wine costing five yuan was enough to keep most alcoholics away.
But now a fifty-cent glass of wine can turn a non-drinker into an alcoholic!
As the weather gradually turned colder, the hot sales of alcoholic beverages in various places led to a substantial increase in the company's turnover, but it was not enough to achieve such a large increase in the same period comparison. This brings us to the second reason.
Edible beverage alcohol is still a new thing abroad. It can not only disinfect some open wounds, but can also be blended into drinks. This magical product has attracted the attention of many foreign businessmen.
Alcohol has become an important role in export commodities, with a large number of orders appearing every month. If it were not for ensuring that the domestic market is not lost, Mr. Angamora plans to make every effort to export.
Not only can the export business make more money, but the country also has a tax rebate policy, making his profit margins even larger.
Under such a premise, it would be even better if we could forget about Dühring and his patents.
Of course, it is also wonderful now. Through some channels, Mr. Angamora learned that Dulin is now in great trouble, which is enough to destroy him.
Therefore, he is not so anxious to hand over the money to the new company. If Dulin is really finished, he will not need to pay the money at all.
Mr. Angamora and his female companion, who came back to their senses in a daze, walked to the stage of the venue amidst the support of their subordinates. He had to say a few words. The warm atmosphere in the venue made him a little excited.
After tapping the microphone, the venue suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on him. He smiled, paused for a few seconds to clear his thoughts, opened his arms and cheered, "Ladies and gentlemen, Turnover of 4.71 million, one month!”
"I want to thank each of you for everything you have done for the company. If nothing else happens, from this moment on, we will hold a carnival like this every month!"
He turned around and took out a stack of ten-dollar bills from the box prepared behind him, and threw them towards the crowd in the audience, "Cheer for the victory!!"
The money spinning in the air, the strong smell of alcohol in the air, the indulgent hormones and emotions were running rampant in this drinking party.
Everyone is going crazy!
Mr. Angomora stood on the stage and looked at these people, laughing loudly. There was a voice in his heart that kept repeating one sentence - This is my empire!
(End of chapter)