Chapter 128: A Small Stream

On the stone path in the botanical garden, where the water marks have not yet completely disappeared, Han Songlin and Zhang Menglan walk between the trees, listening to the birdsong, and forgetting the troubles of the world for a while. Zhang Menglan sighs, 'How long has it been since we last walked together like this?'

How long? How would I know!

Han Songlin couldn't say that, but Zhang Menglan was thinking of something sweet.

Without expecting an answer, Zhang Menglan reached out and touched the water droplets on the leaves, feeling the coolness.

'Your winery is quite good, and the wine is also very good. It will definitely have good prospects in the future!'

'I hope so!'

Han Songlin knew in his heart that the future of Fule Liquor would definitely be promising, and that it would definitely have a place in the Chinese liquor market.

It should be said that as long as Han Songlin doesn't mess up, and just keeps up the good work, advertising when necessary, and most importantly, controlling the quality of the liquor, then the development of Fule Liquor will be very stable.

The establishment of a brand depends on perseverance.

'In a couple of days, I'll be going back to Hujian!'

Han Songlin glanced at Zhang Menglan, and said, 'You can go back then!'

'So, tomorrow, we'll sign the contract?'

Zhang opened her mouth, but Zhang Menglan didn't know what to say. Did he really not understand, or was he pretending not to understand?

Zhang Menglan smiled bitterly, she was being naive!

She knew in her heart that it was now impossible between the two of them; even an underground relationship was not possible.

'Okay, tomorrow!'

Han Songlin: 'Oh, yes, as a provincial distributor, you have to pay a deposit of 10 million. I wonder if you can come up with it?'

'Deposit?' Zhang Menglan was very surprised, not at the deposit, but at the fact that many manufacturers now require distributors to pay a deposit.

It was nothing strange.

What surprised Zhang Menglan was that she and Han Songlin could be said to have grown up together, childhood sweethearts; she actually had to pay a deposit too?

Han Songlin thought Zhang Menglan didn't know, and explained, 'This is mainly to ensure the strength of the dealer. Don't worry, after paying the deposit, you can use the money for future wine purchases.'

Fule Wine Industry cannot be said to have encountered dealers who take advantage of others without giving anything in return.

In the history of Chinese business, there is a very classic example of taking advantage of others without giving anything in return, and that is Chen Tianqiao's obtaining the agency rights for the legendary game from South Korea.

Then, with the contract signed with South Korea, he went to Compaq and Dell and got two months of free server resources; with this newly signed contract, he went to China Telecom and got two months of free bandwidth for trial use.

The game was ready to be launched, so all that was left was to figure out how to sell the game point cards.

So Chen Tianqiao went to Ubisoft, a stand-alone game distributor, to sell the game point cards. Why did Ubisoft agree?

Because Chen Tianqiao had three contracts in hand, and when they saw that, there was no problem!

In this way, Chen Tianqiao completed the most classic business game in the history of the Chinese Internet.

Dealers with insufficient strength have a considerable impact on the sales of white spirits for Fule Liquor.

Zhang Menglan laughed without saying a word, her mouth moving slightly, before she said after a long pause, 'Yes! After the contract is signed, the payment will be transferred a week later!'

Han Songlin let out a small sigh of relief. When manufacturers face dealers, he doesn't want to sound too strong or anything.

What he hoped for even more was a mutual understanding and a win-win cooperation.

Only if everyone could reap the benefits could this kind of cooperation continue.

Without benefits, there was no doubt that the cooperation could not continue.

Han Songlin did not want to see anything like bullying the dealers or letting the dealers bully the manufacturer.

'Thank you for your understanding!'

'Wait, just send me some more bacon!'

Han Songlin said with a generous air, 'That's no problem, as long as you can fit it, just load it up!'

Wait, how much bacon did the factory actually give?

No, I have to ask He Yuqiong and the others to prepare some more. I also want to say that this Chinese New Year, every employee will get a piece of homemade bacon to take home for the New Year!

In Sichuan, if a family doesn't have a few pieces of bacon and sausage for the New Year, it's not called the New Year.

No matter how poor the family is, they will prepare some at this time.

'You said it, I won't be polite,' Zhang Menglan raised her eyebrows, and she was really prepared to take some more bacon.

'By the way, do you have any sausages?'

Han Songlin was really stumped: 'Well, let me ask!'

How much can Zhang Menglan carry? With the trunk of her car, she definitely couldn't fit 500 catties of meat.

The two of them walked to the water pool, which had taken a lot of effort to build.

The bottom of the pool is made of sedimentary rock, and the surrounding banks have been reinforced with stone and cement.

Willows, wax flowers, and some other tree species unknown to Songlin are planted on the banks.

To be fair, Songlin grew up in the countryside, but he can only name a few plants: cypress, yellow thorn, bamboo, pagoda tree, osmanthus tree, loquat tree, plum tree, cherry tree, etc.

For example, he doesn't think he would recognise a pomegranate tree if it didn't have any fruit on it.

Zhang Menglan leans over the edge of the pond's fence, looking at the sparkling water and the waterbirds gliding across it.

'It would be really beautiful on a sunny day!'

Han Songlin looks around him doubtfully. Could this place be considered beautiful?

It seems pretty normal to me!

'I guess so!' Han Songlin naturally doesn't argue, just goes along with it.

'Does this lake have a name?' Zhang Menglan suddenly asked. Such a beautiful lake, with such clear water, it would be a pity if it didn't have a name.

The water in the lake is indeed very clear.

It's just that it's slightly murky today because of the rain.

If it stays sunny for a while, the water will become even clearer.

You can even see the fish swimming in the water.

Zhang Menglan's calling the pool a lake didn't seem strange to Han Songlin, because the pool was quite large, covering an area of more than 50 acres.

So there was nothing wrong with calling it a lake.

As for why Han Songlin called it a pool, it was just following what they called it.

In the past, there was originally a small pool here, which was then artificially expanded to form the current lake.

Han Songlin casually said, 'There really isn't one, so why don't you name it?'

After saying this, Han Songlin realised what he had said, but the words had already been spoken and could not be taken back!

Oh dear!

He could only sigh inwardly, and next time he spoke, he must think carefully about what he said.

He could not say that when he saw a beautiful woman, he could not keep his mouth shut!

That would not do.

Zhang Menglan didn't care about any of that, but instead began to think seriously about a name.

Lan Linhu?

No, no, that's too direct!

Looking at Han Songlin, Zhang Menglan knew that the name of the lake couldn't contain the names of the two of them.

Some things still had to be avoided.

Over the years, Zhang Menglan has been able to mingle well in Hu Jian because of this carefulness in her heart.

Zhang Menglan could faintly hear the sound of a stream; following the sound, she found it was above the stone mountain.

A small stream was slowly flowing into the lake from between the rocks.

The water flow was not strong, just like the water flow from our water tap!

'Why don't we call it Xiao Quan Jian (Little Stream)!'

Han Songlin looked puzzled, 'Little what?'

'A small stream! I think it's quite suitable.' Zhang Menglan was very happy that she had come up with an interesting name.

The spring water was brought from the mountains to form this lake.