Return To 1990

In the cafeteria, there was a high-level discussion being held. Lu Feng was in charge of talking, and Datou and Han Dong were in charge of answering between the gaps of the conversation. Before talking about the domestic economic situation and the development prospects of the snack industry, the two of them were able to gab something, although it was far off the mark.

As Lu Feng and Gao Zhiwei talked about the international market, the two ‘servants’ couldn't keep up. In the end, only Lu Feng was left to sit there and talk about the variety of snacks, market positioning, marketing, and market share. The chat was very detailed.

Both Datou and Han Dong were a little confused, staring at Lu Feng with some doubts, is he lying to us, or is it true?

It sounds so real!

Gao Zhiwei always felt that Lu Feng was a rich second-generation. He didn't expect him to know so much about the market.

Although Lu Feng has some bragging elements, he is still ambitious about the market. Children's snacks are a big market. Once they become a leading company, the profits will be terrifyingly large.

Post dinner, Gao Zhiwei was asked to go back to the hotel room and wait. Now he is a turtle and can't run!

In the afternoon, Lu went to the factory to take a look. Lu Feng asked Han Dong, "Are the former workers still willing to come?"

"No, it is estimated that they will all go to the job market, these short-term workers are always unfaithful!"

"Then let's hire a few more people. Hire twenty people first!" Lu Feng glanced around and said, "Bring the equipment from the workshop, clean this place, prepare to unload the machines, and go to the factory director's office to have a look."

As expected of a former state-owned enterprise, the office was huge, with a two-meter-long solid wood desk, a large boss chair, and a row of filing cabinets behind it.

Lu Feng picked up the document next to him and slapped the chair to dust it off. He then sat down and looked at the two of them and said, "From today onwards, we are officially busy, Jiamei Food Co. Ltd. has been established. Datou, you are in charge of finance; Han Dong, you are still in charge of production, as a production director."

"Good!" Both replied in perfect sync.

Both of them were confused. As they were considered officials, they were very happy, but they could sense that the amiable Brother Feng was a little serious.

"The previous workshop was a small business, but the factory now is a formal enterprise, and an enterprise must have regulations. Datou, don't call me Brother Feng in the future, alright?" Lu Feng looked at the big head.

Datou nodded, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, feeling he was suddenly divided.

"Han Dong, sort out the list of suppliers, as well as quotations, etc., and make a document. I will ask for it as soon as the machine arrives, There are also about 100 assembly line workers, warehouse management, finance personnel and procurement, marketing, public relations, etc. I will be busy for the time being.”

"So many people?" Datou thought for a while and said, "We don't seem to have that much money."

Lu Feng sighed and said, "After recruiting, the salary will not be paid until one month later. We have one month. Whether we win or lose completely depends on this month."

Han Dong sighed. He felt Lu Feng was just playing the extreme operation. He won with the workshop last time, but this time it may not necessarily be true. The person who danced on the tip of the knife all year round finally died on the tip of the knife.

Of course, that's someone else. Han Dong couldn’t understand Lu Feng. This person is invisible, you never know what he can do. During this time, he has felt that he was a pragmatist(1).

As long as it is useful to him, he will use any shameless means.

Simply assigning the tasks, Lu Feng pondered what to do with the first product. The production cost of children's snacks is very low. The cost of a piece of fruit dan skin is basically about a cent. In a canteen retail, it is a dime, ten times as much profit.

For relying on the platform of the commissary supply and marketing cooperative, you must give them ranging profits if you want to sell well, if there are agents in the middle, the profits will drop too much.

Wanyuan's products give 25% of the profit from terminal sales. If Lu Feng wants to grab his market, he must have more!

In the evening, Lu Feng left the factory to return the car. Looking at the large factory, he felt nostalgic, remembering the feeling of starting a business for the first time, and felt more pressured than usual.

After returning the car, Lu Feng rode his motorcycle to rush home.
Somewhere, Ren Qianbo was busy arguing over a divorce. Many outsiders thought He Yanli's must be the reason.

The two have only been together for a few days. Ren Qianbo, a person with a strong purpose, was doomed from the moment of the marriage. Zhang Yali was a real tiger.

Now that the last bit of window paper had been pierced, there was no turning back!

In the next few days, both Lu Feng and Ren Qianbo were extremely busy. As workers entered the factory, the factory which had been silent for more than two years, recovered!

In two days, everything was cleaned up, and people from various departments began to settle in, specify rules and regulations, and conduct personnel training!

The machines in the workshop were ready to be started and would not be forced to stop work, this time, with security guards, it can be regarded as a sense of security.

With the arrival of the assembly line, everything was basically ready and the sign at the door also stood up. At eight o'clock in the morning, Lu Feng was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, very formal.

"Now I announce that Jiamei Food is officially established!"

There was applause at the scene, and even many young workers looked at Lu Feng with peach blossoms in their eyes. After all, at his age, such temperament, and is an outstanding young man owning such a large factory, it is really rare.

The firecrackers sounded. Lu Feng picked up the scissors and started cutting the ribbon. Han Dong, who was beside him, could clearly feel that Lu Feng had changed, and he was not as approachable as he was in the workshop before.

Especially these two days, when the assembly line came, and the day before yesterday, there was a small problem when unloading, and Han Dong was reprimanded over it.

Lu Feng kept his distance from everyone. In the previous small workshop, it didn't matter if they called each other brothers and sisters. Now it's an enterprise with more than 200 people and he had to take such measures to improve efficiency.

When the wages are to be paid next month, the factory may not be profitable and will face the risk of closing down. If he is still the same as before, the people below will go bankrupt in less than half a month.

The reason why Lu Feng let Datou manage the finances is not that he could not find someone who can manage it. On the contrary, it was for people with money talents to be dug up.

For a factory of this size, the deadliest part is financing.

Small workshops only pay so much every day and collect on-site accounts. There is no greed for ink. Large groups are very strict in finances. Even if they lose a little, it will not shake the foundation of the enterprise.

It is Lu Feng's current situation that is not too big nor too small, and the account book is easy to manipulate. If he is greedy, the profit may be lost.

The accountant doesn't need to be very talented; he just needs to be honest. Of course, giving him 5% of the shares also had the idea of ​​​​stabilizing people's hearts.

The air was filled with the smell of firecrackers. Lu Feng raised his hand and pressed it down, announcing, "Today we are officially established. I hope Jiamei is prosperous, everyone can perform their duties and start production soon."

Today is not only an important day for Lu Feng, but also for Ren Qianbo, it was not easy for him. He walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the scratches on his face are scabbed, but his steps are obviously a lot lighter.

Starting from today, he no longer has to carry the characters of "Son-in-law", he walked directly to the car, and just as he was about to get into the car, the driver hurriedly said, "Mr. Ren, Jiamei Food was established today."

"So fast!" Ren Qianbo threw his bag on the front passenger seat and smiled disdainfully, "How much money does he have left? It's all in debt, it's vulnerable!"

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A person who is guided more by practical considerations than by ideals.