Section 8 Fake wine
"Thirty-eight?" He felt his tongue obviously pronounced a little loud. Although his voice was vague, the meaning of the expression was clear enough: "Dollar?"
The director of the catering department is an honest man: "How is it possible? Our water label price is 38 yuan per bottle, RMB."
"Wait!" Chen Hong was anxious at the time: "I used to drink Viagra red wine in Dongqing Province, and the selling price was 1,200 yuan! Why are you only 38 yuan?"
The huge gap in price seems to be an insult to Chen Hong. Today, the important customers were invited. In his usual words, a single bottle of wine less than 500 yuan was not available at all, which is the most basic respect for customers.
Chen Hong immediately turned his eyes to Fu Yuehui, who was sitting diagonally opposite the sofa, pointed to the red wine bottle on the table, and asked unhappily: "Old Fu, this kind of wine is sold for at least 1,000 yuan outside, why are you less than 100 yuan here? Could it be a fake bar?"
Everyone is a businessman. Chen Hong wouldn't say that in normal times, after all, everyone wants to save face. But now he is alcoholic and only thinks that he has no face in front of customers, and has never considered Fu Yuehui at all.
Fu Yuehui was also very annoyed. He knew that Chen Hong wanted to show off his grand occasion when he was hosting a banquet today, but the news he received from the catering department before that "Vieu" was actually a low-end red wine. He was surprised at the time, but he didn't understand why Chen Hong specifically asked for this kind of wine, so he could only use it first.
Later, listening to Chen Hong's boastful talk, Fu Yuehui finally understood that Chen Hong actually didn't know the real price of this kind of wine. He wanted to explain it over but had no chance. He was thinking about how to help Chen Hong cover up the matter, but when he heard Chen Hong ask him if he was selling fake wine... Fu Yuehui was furious and replied coldly: "Boss Chen, all the wines here are clearly marked. The Industrial and Commercial Bureau sends people to check every year, and the only ones are not deceived."
"I think you are deliberately selling fake wine!" Chen Hong's mind was full of anger, and he was shrouded in drunkenness and had no reason at all.
Seeing the two people facing each other, the client who was invited quickly stood up to smooth things out: "Old Chen, don't be so excited, sit down, and say something carefully."
Chen Hong felt very embarrassed. He picked up the red wine bottle placed on the table and pointed to the English label on the bottle. His fat face was stimulated by the alcohol and turned red: "The label clearly states that it is original American wine. I won't talk about the quality of the wine. Everyone is doing business. Let's analyze the wine itself: the imported original wine that can be recognized by the Ministry of Commerce has quality assurance. Even if the local grapes in the United States are cheap and the cost of producing red wine is low, I use a steamship to cross the Pacific Ocean to send the wine over.
There must be a shipping fee? How much labor is involved? Also, taxes must be paid into the customs clearance, which is another expense. After entering, you will have to be distributed layer by layer. When you come in, you should be considered the last link of sales. You are a club and sell wine to make a profit. We are considered an old acquaintance. If you say that this wine is 38 yuan per bottle, which is the cost price, then I have nothing to say. But your water brand price is just that small, and you are so embarrassed to say it is imported original wine... Humph, who are you cheating?"
Chen Hong was justified and the people present nodded.
Fu Yuehui was anxious: "I never sell fake wine, this wine is indeed true!"
Chen Hong said despised: "I only sold imported original wine for 38 yuan... Tell me where I bought the goods, and I want as much as I want."
Fu Yuehui was furious: "I have a purchase document, which is clearly written on it."
"The purchase order can also be forged." Chen Hong drank too much and spoke in a ruthless tone: "Selling fake goods requires fake documents of course."
When things got to this point, the two sides had already had a big fight.
So the two of them took out their mobile phones and called 110 to call the police.
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Zhang Jianguo had handled similar disputes before. He told Fu Yuehui: "Don't be anxious, there will always be a result of right and wrong. However, this matter is not under our police. I can only temporarily seal the red wine and send it to the Quality Supervision Bureau for an appraisal tomorrow. Everything is based on the appraisal report."
Chen Hong was stunned: "Didn't you say you would look for the police if you have anything?"
Fu Yuehui was anxious: "This matter will be resolved no matter what tonight. I have opened a store and done business for so many years. This is the first time that someone said I sold fake wine. Officer Zhang said that the people's police are for the people, and you have to give me justice!"
Zhang Jianguo patiently advised: "Boss Fu, we have to follow the rules when handling civil disputes. I am not a professional red wine appraiser, nor are I qualified to evaluate the quality of the wine. This matter can only be handed over to the Quality Supervision Bureau, and it is not possible to draw conclusions in a day or two, and it will take at least fifteen working days."
Hearing this, Chen Hong and Fu Yuehui looked at each other. In fact, the matter is not big, and to put it bluntly is a matter of face. He was so angry that he called the police. It was better to say that it was a judge than asking for help. It was impossible to solve it on the spot. He had to wait for the Quality Supervision Bureau for the first half of a month... Chen Hong has been drunk a lot now and has become calm. He regretted it, but he wanted to stop here, but could not erase his face.
"Boss Fu did not sell fake wine, this wine is indeed original in the United States."
Hu Pingtao's voice was not loud, but at this moment he attracted everyone's attention.
Zhang Jianguo quickly pulled his arm and reminded: "Kitten, don't talk nonsense. This matter should be done according to the rules, seal the wine and handed it over to the Quality Supervision Bureau for handling."
"Okay." Hu Pingtao nodded and agreed: "I just talk about the matter and tell me my own opinion."
Chen Hong's face was a little gloomy. He looked at the young auxiliary policeman and asked coldly: "Young man, don't speak casually if you don't understand."
Hu Pingtao ignored him, walked to the table, picked up a bottle of "Vieu" red wine that had not been opened, pointed to a line of small words on the entire English label on the bottle, and said seriously: "It is marked as pre-dinner wine, and it is also marked as original American wine, but not all foreign things can be sold at a high price. Many Chinese people praise foreign wine, thinking that the taste and quality are of course expensive. In fact, red wine is not a high-end consumer product abroad, especially some low-end wines, which have fallen to compete with mineral water in stores. For example, Evian is more expensive than this bottle of Vieu."
Chen Hong's eyes widened even wider. Of course he knew Evian's mineral water, but he didn't expect that the young auxiliary policeman in front of him actually compared the mineral water with wine, and it sounded reasonable and well-founded. Chen Hong vaguely felt that this matter might be his preconceptions and had entered a misunderstanding, but for the sake of his face, he had to hold on anyway.
Hu Pingtao did not give him time to think and continued: "California is the largest grape producing area in the United States. When it comes to cheap wine, it is necessary to mention Charles Shaw. He opened a winery in Napa, California. In less than ten years, his products were charged $13.50 per bottle, because of their good reputation and won many international awards. But in the early 1990s, Xiao went bankrupt for various reasons. The company that took over his winery had its own vineyards, which reduced costs from the source."
"The emergence of picking machinery reduces labor and saves 30% of the cost."
"In the end, the wine is no longer fermented with oak barrels, but adds oak chips to regular light barrels and uses the cheapest natural cork as the plug."
"After such a series of reforms, the original cost of wine of $13.5 was plummeted, and cheap wines that only sold $1.99 began to occupy the market in full. In just a few years, 800 million bottles were sold."
Chen Hong was stunned again and said involuntarily: "I feel a bit shoddy!"
Hu Pingtao smiled and said, "In fact, many foreign wine merchants also have opinions on this, slandering the company's poor product quality. The barrels harvested by machines contain a large number of branches and even bird corpses. The company's reply was: Yes, but they all filtered out."
Chen Hong felt a little depressed and pointed to the bottle of red wine in Hu Pingtao's hand: "Would you be talking about this kind of bar?"
"I don't know." Hu Pingtao said frankly: "I'm just giving an example. Not all original wines abroad are high-end products that cost more than a thousand yuan. In fact, wines with good taste are also very cheap abroad. One bottle, one dollar, one box and six bottles, many people buy them home in boxes because the owner is unwilling to open and sell them. It's too troublesome to do that."
"The foreign market is full of cheap wines of various brands, with prices ranging from one dollar to two dollars, including many large-brand wineries. This is not a secret in the market, so our domestic import wholesalers do not need to spend too much time on secondary blending. It costs money to bottle again and labor. The cost of adulteration is higher, which is far from enough to make a profit."
As he said that, Hu Pingtao walked up to Chen Hong and whispered: "Boss Fu is your friend. Since he said that this batch of red wine has a complete purchase document, the possibility of malicious fraud is extremely small. Of course, you can also choose to follow the appraisal of the Quality Supervision Bureau, but I can basically be sure that the inspection report issued by the Quality Supervision Bureau will determine that this wine is real."
He almost said this to Chen Hong's ear just to take into account the other party's face.
Chen Hong's heart moved, and his tense expression slowed down significantly. He frowned and asked in an equally low tone: "But the brand and packaging of the Red Biao Weijue I drank in Dongqing Province before is exactly the same as this one, and it really costs more than a thousand yuan!"
This is the biggest problem that bothers him.
"It's just two possibilities." Hu Pingtao whispered: "The first type: you were deceived. The second type: Chinese people blindly worship imported products. Especially in the past few years, as long as foreign goods are sold at high prices. However, with the popularity of time and various information, our technology has been constantly improving, and the price of foreign goods has also dropped. The most prominent examples are Nike, Mercedes-Benz, BMW and other luxury cars."
Chen Hong lowered his head, twisted his chin with his short and thick fingers, and felt the soft subcutaneous fat, countless thoughts kept flashing through his mind.
What Hu Pingtao said is reasonable and easy to verify. Just turn on your phone and search the Internet.
Chen Hong already felt regret in his heart——If I had known this, why would he have made the relationship so furious?
Hu Pingtao saw through Chen Hong’s thoughts at this moment, leaned closer again and laughed in a low voice: “Boss Fu is a real person. In fact, this matter is a misunderstanding today. If you talk about it, you will still be friends in the future.”
One sentence awakened Chen Hong.
He no longer hesitated, and walked to the table, picked up a bottle of Kaifeng red wine, poured two glasses, walked to Fu Yuehui, handed it over, and said sincerely: "Boss Fu, this is my fault today. I have drunk too much, and I will punish myself for one glass. Please forgive me."
After saying that, he drank the red wine in his glass in one go.
Everyone present was surprised. Fu Yuehui didn't know what to say for a moment. He took a sip of wine and agreed to Chen Hong, but his eyes fell on Hu Pingtao standing in the distance. He felt that if Hu Pingtao hadn't approached Chen Hong and said something he could not hear, this matter would definitely not be good today.
Thinking of this, Fu Yuehui walked over and said gratefully to Hu Pingtao: "Little brother, you have helped me a lot today."
Zhang Jianguo came over and introduced: "This is the new auxiliary policeman in our institute, his name is Hu Pingtao."
"Your surname is Mao?" Fu Yuehui is a local from the provincial capital. He then laughed and patted Hu Pingtao on the shoulder: "What you said just now is very professional! Come on, let's have a good drink."
"You can't drink during working hours." Hu Pingtao declined: "Actually, this is not a profound professional knowledge. You can search online as long as you spend more time. In addition, please ask Boss Fu to make a record for us."
"Okay." Fu Yuehui nodded in agreement, but his eyes were filled with admiration for Hu Pingtao: "I really didn't see that you have such a high level, you can understand the full English label, and you also know so many things in the industry. Young man, it's a pity for you to be an auxiliary police officer! How about coming here? At least you are a deputy supervisor."
Hu Pingtao smiled, opened the blue cover note book without answering.
Zhang Jianguo was a little unhappy: "Boss Fu is wrong with you. Why do you poach people in front of me?"
Fu Yuehui smiled and said, "Is what I said wrong? Xiaomao is an auxiliary policeman, not a working policeman. His monthly salary is only more than 3,000 yuan. If he comes to me, he will be exempt from the probation period and will directly give him a monthly salary of 6,000 yuan."
Zhang Jianguo was a little angry, but could not find the words to respond, so he could only turn his attention to Hu Pingtao who was recording with Chen Hong.
The two sides have reached a consensus, and things will be easily resolved. After finishing the transcript, Hu Pingtao handed the note book to Chen Hong for his signature and said seriously: "Boss Chen, if you have any objections to the handling result or have other ideas in the future, you can also send the red wine to the Quality Supervision Bureau for inspection."
Chen Hong signed the paper with his "sweeping" and said, "No, I believe you. You are a very good young man and have a proper attitude in your work. Otherwise, come to my company to work! Haha, I must have a higher salary than Boss Fu gives me."
Chapter completed!