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“Ninth Master, I’m not very bright and don’t know how to run a business. But with the brewery under your management, it will definitely make a fortune and have a smooth run.”

Ren Jiu glanced at him, unmoved by his flattery:

"From now on, Chung Tai Beer will be renamed Qiangwei Beer, and we'll get a new name."

His security company is also called Qiangwei Security Company, and now that he's bought a brewery, he's also named it Qiangwei Brewery for easier management.

Drink Qiangwei beer, savor the myriad flavors of life; even the advertising slogan Renjiu has already been thought of.

Old Liu readily agreed, "No problem, the new name will ward off bad luck."

Ren Jiu then instructed, "Old Liu, Lao Shuming, you two should spend a lot of money to recruit a group of technical personnel to improve the quality of the beer."

"Money is not a problem; we must recruit talented people."

Even if Renjiu wants to achieve a monopoly, he should first improve the quality of his beer. To be honest, Zhongtai beer is really not good, otherwise it wouldn't be so unpopular.

Lao Shuming and Lao Liu nodded, understanding that Ren Jiu really intended to open a brewery.

"Boss, I'll arrange it right away."

Ren Jiu nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Xiao Mei and smiled: "Xiao Mei, from now on, you'll work with Lao Liu to try managing the brewery, handling the accounts."

After all, Xiaomei is 100% loyal to him. Letting Xiaomei follow Lao Liu can keep an eye on him and also give Xiaomei something to do.

Xiaomei nodded without hesitation:

"Okay, Ninth Brother, I will do my job well."

Chapter Fifteen: Drinking Qiangwei Beer, Savoring the Many Flavors of Life

The following months were anything but peaceful, with the Taipei underworld in turmoil as the assertive Hsin Hwa Group stirred up trouble and expanded its territory.

The newly established Health and Wellness Association attracted a large number of people and its strength expanded wildly, like a snowball rolling downhill.

In addition, they run a pharmacy business and also engage in international trade, making them financially powerful.

Currently, the two major gangs in Taipei City, the Jianhe Association and the Wuhu Gang, are constantly fighting for territory. The Wuhu Gang is an old gang in Taipei City with strong power and a solid foundation.

Although the Hsin Hop Society was a rising star, its underlings were all ruthless and armed with firearms, and the two sides fought fiercely.

As for Ren Jiu in Taipei's West District, he doesn't pay much attention to these underworld affairs and is only concerned with his brewery business.

The Qiangwei Brewery is divided into various workshops, including a raw material workshop, a brewing workshop, a bottling workshop, and an inspection workshop.

Each workshop is crucial to the beer production line, and Ren Jiu is in the inspection workshop, which is key to quality monitoring and analysis of the beer produced by the brewery.

The brewery was extremely complex. Although it lacked the automated equipment of later generations, it had a sufficient number of workers. Most of the workers wore dust covers while brewing beer, and there was also dedicated temperature monitoring.

Ren Jiu came over today to personally sample the beer, while Lao Liu accompanied him, respectfully greeting him:

"Ninth Master, please try some."

Old Liu poured Ren Jiu a glass of beer. Ren Jiu took a sip; the beer was fragrant, not bitter, and had a refreshing aroma. It tasted good, and he nodded in satisfaction.

"Old Liu, the beer does taste much better than before."

Xu Long had Lao Liu and Lao Shuming hire specialized beer brewing technicians at high prices to improve the beer quality. Now, the quality of Qiangwei beer is not much worse than big brands like Heineken and Gold Medal.

Ren Jiu gave Lao Liu a few more instructions, telling him to keep a close eye on the quality. After returning to his office, he called over his four trusted confidants: Shark En, Rat Ming, White Hair, and Ah Huai.

After the four arrived at the office, they greeted each other and shouted in unison:

"Boss."

Ren Jiu waved his hand, and without wasting words, gestured for them to sit down before getting straight to the point:

"I plan to monopolize the liquor business in the entire West District. From now on, all liquor sellers in the West District will have to get their supplies from me."

If there were no monopoly, most West End customers would only choose big-name beers like Heineken and Gold Medal. However, the entire West End has more than 20 small bars, as well as department stores, wholesale markets, nightclubs, and karaoke bars.

There are six or seven wholesale markets, which are quite large, and there are hundreds of department stores that need to handle the distribution of goods.

Upon hearing this, Mouse Ming grinned and said, "Boss, you're sending us out to distribute the goods."

Guilinzi also realized that the West District was under their control, and most businesses paid them security fees, so naturally they would listen to their demands. He smiled and said:

"Boss, no problem."

Shark En and White Hair nodded; this little thing was not difficult for them.

After giving his instructions, Ren Jiu sent them to distribute the goods.

That afternoon, Lao Shuming arrived at a Deli Department Store, followed by more than twenty burly henchmen wearing black vests.

When the department store owner, Lao Wang, saw Lao Shuming, he hurriedly went to greet him.

"Brother Mouse, what's up?"

Mouse Ming ignored Lao Wang, looking at the Heineken and Gold Medal beer brands on the shelf, as well as other well-known beer brands, and felt somewhat annoyed.

He then went up to the front, picked up a bottle of Heineken beer, and smashed it on the ground.

"Clang."

The sound of a beer bottle shattering rang out, splashing liquid all over the floor. Old Wang was startled, and the bodyguards behind Rat Ming didn't waste any words, grabbing bottles of liquor from the shelf and smashing them down.

A series of crashing sounds rang out. After the beer on the counter was smashed, Rat Ming waved his hand:

"Throw all this wine out."

The henchman in the black vest nodded: "Yes, Brother Mouse."

After saying that, the younger brother carried the beer bottles outside. Old Wang's voice trembled slightly as he watched this.

"Brother Mouse, you can't smash these bottles of liquor."

Without further ado, Mouse Ming said, "Bring up the Qiangwei beer."

Then the henchmen immediately brought over a case of Strongway beer and placed it on the shelf:

"This is to make up for all the bottles of beer I smashed."

“Our boss has spoken: from now on, you can only sell our brand of beer. Since your store is quite large, we'll take 50 cases of Qiangwei beer first, and we'll restock once they're sold out.”

The department store owner, upon hearing this, dared not speak.

After all, he couldn't afford to offend these martial arts figures, so he could only nod and say with a pained expression:

"No problem, Brother Mouse."

After saying that, Mouse Ming nodded in satisfaction and had the shelves filled with Qiangwei beer.

On the other side, Guilinzi arrived at the wholesale market with forty or fifty henchmen. He was wearing a large suit and acted decisively.

Guilinzi's status and standing in the underworld are incomparable to what they used to be. The owner of the wholesale market is named Lao Cao, a middle-aged fat man.

Upon seeing Guilinzi, he hurriedly called out, "Brother Guilin, what brings you here?"

Guilin Boy lit a cigarette, glanced at the other beer brands around him, and frowned as he said:

"Our boss has decreed that from now on, all other brands of beer and alcohol are not allowed to be sold outside the country. They are only allowed to sell our Qiangwei beer and get their supplies from us."

"I see your wholesale market is quite large. Let's start with 3000 boxes."

Upon hearing this, Lao Cao's eyes widened: "Brother Guilin, I've never even heard of Qiangwei Beer. Everyone only buys big-name beer these days, nobody buys Qiangwei Beer."

Upon hearing this, Guilinzi suddenly stubbed out his cigarette, his eyes hardening:

“I said, from now on, only Qiangwei Beer is allowed to be sold in the West District, and you're not the only one.”

When Lao Cao saw the look in Guilinzi's eyes, he immediately felt intimidated and dared not speak.

Guilinzi didn't waste any words. He took away all the other beers and put Qiangwei beer on the shelf. There was only Qiangwei beer on the entire shelf.

After moving the goods, White Hair and Shark En began to wander around the department store.

Because Renjiu directly monopolized the entire West District, all the alcohol in the bars, department stores, and wholesale markets in the West District, wherever alcohol could be bought, was only allowed to sell Qiangwei Beer.

Other beer brands wouldn't dare sell in the West District; they'd just smash it if they did. Plus, Renjiu's price is one or two dollars lower than other big-name beers, and the taste isn't that much different.

Within a month, the entire Qiangwei Beer production line was expanded, with two more production lines added, and production went on a crazy rampage.

……

A month and a half later, in the villa in the West District, Ren Jiu was holding a victory celebration party with his underlings in the courtyard. Many of his underlings were busy running around and eating barbecue, and the atmosphere was very lively.

Ren Jiu, Guilinzi, Bai Mao, and a few others were drinking when Xiao Mei walked over, holding an account book.

"Ninth Brother, we're selling 500,000 cases of beer a month now. We only make 20 yuan per case, so we've made 10 million yuan a month."

Xiao Mei was extremely surprised when she calculated the financial figures; she hadn't expected beer to be so profitable.

Upon hearing the figure of 1000 million, Lao Shuming exclaimed, "No wonder the big boss wanted to open a brewery; it's so profitable."

They risked their lives, fighting and killing in the martial arts world every day, but they only earned a few million.

No wonder Ninth Brother can be the boss!

What's wrong with this brain?

Ren Jiu nodded and smiled, "This is the first month, so we've definitely sent out more goods. But even if we reduce it by half later, we'll still make a profit of 500 million."

Ren Jiu was very satisfied with this income, knowing that all of this money was real money in his pocket. Once he got the whole of Taipei, his beer business could quadruple.

……