Cheng Lang was a little hungry. After receiving Old Mr. Xin's call seeking peace, he immediately bought a ticket and rushed to Hong Kong Island. He had not even had time for lunch, and now his stomach was growling.
Cheng Lang rang for a waiter and ordered several dishes. "I heard people on Hong Kong Island especially like shark fin over rice. I've never tried it before, so this is a good chance."
As he spoke, Cheng Lang closed the menu and handed it to Old Mr. Xin. "What would you like?"
How could Old Mr. Xin possibly be in the mood to eat? He waved a hand and said in a low voice, "Just order for yourself."
Cheng Lang nodded and ordered a few more light, easily digestible dishes. After the waiter left with the menu, he continued his pitch. "After all this time, I'm sure you can see Forest Style Milk Tea's influence among young consumers. Of course, President Shen's technology is also indispensable. I believe that is the foundation of our cooperation."
"The two brands can work together to establish a new milk tea line. Forest Style Milk Tea will handle online marketing, while First Milk Tea will be responsible for offline promotion. Forest Style Milk Tea can quickly gain a foothold through First Milk Tea's vast distribution network, while First Milk Tea can use Forest Style Milk Tea's marketing expertise to successfully transform its brand. At the same time, it won't affect First Milk Tea's traditional image. Isn't that the best of both worlds?"
Cheng Lang made no attempt to hide his own calculations. When Forest Style Milk Tea had first been established, he had indeed set his sights on First Milk Tea's distribution channels. But he believed this partnership would also offer advantages that First