Police Detective

"The market is the most direct thing that promotes productivity. Without a market, there is no need for production. So there are two problems here. People who make fake goods, who do they want to sell the fake goods to? Or, who wants to buy the fake goods? ?” Wang Huadong said: “Let’s give an example. For college students, everyone knows that Nike and Adidas have good clothes, so it is understandable if college students buy fake clothes from these sports brands, in order to make others recognize them. This brand seems to have a good reputation. Of course, there are also those who pretend to be too good. Originally, the family has little money, but they wear luxury fake clothes. There are also such people. However, in universities, basically they will not go there. Buy fake niche brands. For example, if you spend 2,000 yuan to buy a fake product from a very niche and expensive brand in a certain country, would you buy it? What about college students? Will you buy it? Of course not!

Buying fake goods is so that others can see that they are famous brands.

If the watch this woman is wearing is authentic, it is worth no less than 300,000 yuan, but the brand is very niche! Even if it's a fake, it won't be too cheap. If she wears a fake one, who will she show it to? "

Bai Song nodded. He must admire that Hua Dong knew much more than him in this regard, and what Hua Dong said was right. It's like going back to some rural areas, driving a Mercedes-Benz is more prestigious than driving a Koenigsegg, because people there only know that Mercedes-Benz is a luxury car.

If you want to buy fake goods with good workmanship, then you must buy fake goods whose brand can be recognized by people around you. Otherwise, what is the point of buying it?

On the other hand, if the girl is really wearing a fake watch from that niche brand, and her circle is a circle that can recognize this watch, then there is definitely no need for her to do this.

"Okay, okay, it's useless to analyze this. Huadong, you drink so much, how can you still see the brand from so far away?" Sun Jie said: "Maybe the rich second generation is experiencing life. It's none of your business. Come on, drink. One cup.”

It really doesn't matter. After all, Sun Jie and Hua Dong brought their own beer. . .

Just after clinking glasses and everyone taking a sip, a conflict broke out at a table a few meters away.

"Come on, come on, don't leave. How can you drink enough from your early adopter cup?" A fat, bald middle-aged man wearing a sweatshirt, tattoos, and a gold chain at this table joked: "Give it to me. Get ten boxes of the beer you are recommending now, sit here and finish the wine with us."

There were six people at this table, five men and one woman. They all looked a bit "social" in appearance. Bai Song had already noticed it when he came in, but ignored it. After all, there is no law that prohibits tattoos. It doesn’t mean that people with tattoos are not good people.

However, in the current situation, it is not realistic to think of any disputes.

The beer boy was a smart man, so he quickly stood between the three girls and the group of people, and said with a smile: "Brothers, I'm really sorry, we don't have that much beer, we are the manufacturer giving it to everyone to taste for free, if you think If a small cup is not enough, I will give you these two bottles.”

After the boy finished speaking, he motioned for the girls to leave. But at this time, the middle-aged man quit: "What do you mean, do you think I can't afford your wine? @#￥! I tell you, buying your wine is to give you face! Even if you are the boss now Standing here, he has to give me face!"

After saying that, the man stood up. When the boss and several waiters saw this scene, they all came over and started to smooth things over. There is a cooperation between the brewery and the restaurant. If a few girls are really bullied here, if nothing else, even if they are forced to drink a bottle of beer, the cooperation between the boss and the brewery will basically end there.

"What's wrong, Daqiang, I just asked someone to have a drink with me. I also bought their wine. It cost a penny a lot. Just drink with me. You won't give me this face?" The middle-aged man pointed his finger directly. Pointed at the boss's head.

The boss who was called "Da Qiang" was in trouble at this time. He really didn't want to mess with these people. Although these people were not real gangsters, it was too easy to make him feel uncomfortable. .

"Don't, don't, don't, I don't mean that." The boss smiled apologetically and said, "Second brother, you don't know something. They are indeed either selling wine or sharing new products." The boss saw that these people have not sold out yet. Liquor, and indeed he did not carry a large amount of wine with him, he said: "You, you are not happy at our place today, this is all mine!"

"Big strong, big strong!" The middle-aged man who was called "Second Brother" had a ferocious face and gently slapped the boss's face with his hand: "Do you think I can't pay?"

"I still think I'm stupid and I don't understand!" "Second Brother" opened his eyes angrily and yelled: "I'm telling you Daqiang! I won't miss your money for this wine and your food! Don't do this to me. !”

The sound was so loud that it attracted the attention of the entire hotel.

The boss was so miserable that he quickly called the waiter over and whispered to the waiter to appease the guests. Everything was 20% off today. Then he flinched a little. Although he was lightly slapped in the face, the shame was no longer the most important thing.

Every one of those who started doing business and reached this level step by step has suffered unimaginable hardships, and only he knows the pain and suffering.

Because of this, the boss retreated, somewhat bowing his head.

The three beer girls tried to leave, but were blocked by a thin man from the "Second Brother" table.

This is too much. Bai Song stood up directly and walked to the side of the thin man.

"What for?" The thin man stared at Bai Song with his eyes widened.

Bai Song ignored him at all and grabbed the thin man's hand that was holding on to the door frame: "Let them go, if you don't want to cause trouble for yourself."

At this moment, Wang Liang, Sun Jie, and Wang Huadong were also standing behind Bai Song.

"Who is this # ￥ meddling in other people's business?" "Second Brother" stood up and walked to Bai Song.

I have to say that the "second brother" is also quite tall, about 180cm, and his weight is estimated to be 250 pounds. As soon as he stood up, the three men behind him stood up, leaving a woman sitting there watching the fun.

"Want to fight?" Wang Liang said he was a little excited. Wang Liang has a problem. He gets easily excited after drinking, and now he is in a bad mood.

"Oh, you're a tough guy? Are you meddling in your own business? You're the police!" said a man behind "Second Brother" exaggeratedly.

Bai Song saw that Wang Liang was a little drunk and not in the right state, so he pulled him behind him and stared at his second brother.

White Pine has a pretty good drinking capacity and is very sober now, knowing what to do and what not to do.