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    "Empire Hegemony" Chapter 62

    Zhang Bao and the others deliberately swaggered through the city wearing brand-new uniforms. The majestic black uniforms immediately aroused the interest of many officers and soldiers.

    Compared with their messy coarse cloth clothes, Zhang Bao's black uniforms not only look clean and neat, but also show the iron-blooded ruthlessness and domineering wearing.

    The profit of the Far East Commercial Bank is related to whether their 9th Battalion eats meat or soup, so the officers and soldiers of the 9th Battalion are also working hard to promote it.

    "Priority orders for military uniforms enjoy a 20% discount. Originally, a set of ten silver coins can be snapped up for eight silver coins!"

    "More patterns, more styles, only you can't think of, there is nothing we can't do!"

    "You deserve the military uniform that symbolizes iron and blood!"

    "Our black uniforms are tailor-made for soldiers and are worth the money!"

    In just half a day, the advertisements for Chen Ziang's new military uniforms were directly posted in various camps inside and outside the capital city, making it known to everyone.

    Chen Zi'ang's uniform black military uniform replaced a variety of clothes, making their troops look more regular, which undoubtedly made many generals eager to move.

    And Chen Zi'ang's advertising effect is also very good, almost all the Qinghe Army near the provincial capital know about it.

    Soon, the camp of their 9th Battalion was completely surrounded, and all of them came to order this new military uniform.

    After all, they just broke through the provincial capital, and every soldier's pockets are bulging, and now they are not short of money.

    The first batch of 5,000 black uniforms ordered by Chen Ziang was originally used to equip their 9th Battalion.

    However, in the face of soldiers from other battalions who came to buy one after another, in order to expand publicity, Chen Ziang could only take out part of it first and carried out hunger marketing.

    Some soldiers from other battalions bought brand-new black uniforms, and they couldn't wait to put them on immediately, making other officers and soldiers envious, as if this ordinary military uniform had really become a symbol of dignity.

    "I'll offer a gold coin, get me a set!"

    Seeing that other people have the black uniforms that symbolize noble status, officers with deep pockets naturally dare not lag behind and directly increase the price.

    "Master Battalion General, it's not that I won't sell it to you, we are indeed out of stock, please come back tomorrow."

    The man who was in charge of receiving these officers and soldiers who purchased the black uniforms was originally the clerk of the Shen family shop. Seeing that the battalion general directly asked for a gold coin to buy a set, he still didn't let go.

    "Damn it, if you don't get me a set today, be careful I smashed the signboard of your Far East Trading Company!"

    This battalion general is also a rebellious master. Seeing others wearing majestic black uniforms, he naturally couldn't leave empty-handed, and immediately threatened loudly.

    The more than a dozen soldiers behind the battalion general also clamored. They rolled up their sleeves one after another, preparing to overturn the signboard of the Far East Trading Company.

    "Who is causing trouble?!"

    Just when the battalion general was about to buy it aggressively, Chen Ziang walked over slowly with a cup of tea.

    Seeing Chen Ziang, a fierce guy, come out to support the Far East Trading Company, the battalion general suddenly showed bitterness.

    "Sir General Chen, misunderstood, misunderstood."

    This battalion general didn't dare to offend Chen Zi'ang, but he didn't want to get into bad luck knowing that the deputy commander Xu Fu's sons had been beaten all over the floor by him.

    After Chen Zi'ang gave the general a cold look, he let out a cold snort from his nostrils.

    "Remember, I, Chen Ziang, belong to the Far East Commercial Bank, so don't make trouble for nothing." Chen Ziang warned.

    "Yes Yes."

    Although this battalion general was also a rebellious leader, in front of Chen Ziang, he was nothing more than an insignificant person, so he left in a hurry.

    The rest of the onlookers also knew that Chen Ziang was behind the Far East Commercial Bank, so they didn't dare to mess around.

    "Brothers, everyone likes our black military uniforms, but our manpower is limited and we can only produce 2,000 sets a day, so hurry up tomorrow."

    Seeing the soldiers flocking to buy this black uniform, Chen Ziang also explained in public.

    Chen Ziang and his 9th Battalion's soldiers on duty were all in black military uniforms, which made the rest of the soldiers envious.

    Although they urgentlyThey need to change their outfits to make their troops more energetic, but the goods are limited, and they can't help it.

    "Brother Chen, we have killed the enemy together, which is considered a life-threatening friendship. You have to give it to us first tomorrow."

    Although most of the soldiers have dispersed without buying uniforms, there are still some people who are not reconciled.

    "My brother Liu, which one of us is with whom, let me tell you the truth, I have 500 sets under pressure, if you want, I will send someone to send you to the camp."

    Chen Ziang also took advantage of this opportunity to get close to these generals and build relationships.

    "Brother Chen, don't say anything. In the future, if you need my help, brother, just say hello."

    Chen Ziang's actions immediately won the favor of this general, and he and Chen Ziang immediately began to call each other brothers.

    Now that the Qinghe army is mixed with fish and dragons, it looks like a group of mobs. The uniform uniforms introduced by Chen Ziang and the others meet the needs of many generals, that is, to make their troops look regular.

    Therefore, orders for military uniforms continued to flow, and Chen Ziang and the others had to increase production again and again. Even so, they still could not meet the demand.

    In order to achieve the publicity effect of the advertisement, Chen Ziang specially took out 1,500 sets of military uniforms, and gave them to the three generals respectively, and let them change their uniforms for free.

    Seeing that the commander's personal troops began to change into this black uniform, the rest of the generals followed suit one after another, making Chen Zi'ang's Far East Trading Company a lot of money.

    "We want to open up new businesses. Once all soldiers wear our black uniforms, orders will decrease, so we must expand new businesses."

    Although the new military uniforms launched by Chen Ziang and the others are very popular, Chen Ziang also knows that the market is limited. After all, there are only so many people in their Qinghe army, and at most they have several sets.

    "From tomorrow, a mobile gourmet shop will be established under the Far East Commercial Bank."

    "Sir General, what is a mobile gourmet shop?"

    Facing the new term proposed by Chen Ziang, Shen Bin, the general manager of the firm, was also full of doubts.

    "It's all kinds of delicious food that accompany the army, and it's easy to move with a small cart." Chen Ziang explained simply.

    "Immediately recruit cooks, purchase fruits and vegetables, we must act immediately."

    Although Shen Bin didn't know much about the new business, but with the popularity of military uniforms, they made a lot of money, so Shen Bin believed in Chen Ziang's words.

    Soon, the soldiers of each battalion who had changed into new military uniforms discovered that something new had appeared outside their camp.

    The chefs affiliated to the Far East Commercial Bank, a team of three or five, started selling fried vegetables, fried rice and delicious snacks directly outside the camp.

    The big pot of rice in the military camp has long made the soldiers tired of eating. Now facing these delicious and delicious stir-fries, the taste buds of the soldiers are immediately opened up, and they go to buy one after another.  There is no shortage of money now.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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