Return To 1990
Chapter 60
Many people like President Chen are in state-owned enterprises, officials and businesses. They think they are in a high position of business and want to sell him face at the command. However, the reform has entered the deep water area, especially after the 1990s.
Lu Feng gave him a face and called President Chen. If he didn''t give him a face, he was nothing!
President Chen clapped the table angrily and wanted to give Lu Feng some color to see. Recently, they were really arrogant, but they had no direct interest relationship. It was very difficult. Ren Qianbo borrowed money from him. He boasted that he called to settle Lu Feng, but he was beaten in the face.
Lu Feng stood up, opened the door and shouted to the nearby office, "Xiao Li, look if President Gao, Han Dong and big head are here? If they are, call me to my office."
"OK, factory director!" a young man of Lu Feng''s age replied.
More than ten minutes later, people came in with a snowflake. In addition to Gao Zhiwei, Datou and Han Dong, six or seven people were recently promoted to be in charge of quality inspection, publicity, product design and personnel. It is also a perfect department.
Lu Feng first looked at Gao Zhiwei and asked, "there is a problem with your market research report. The market share is high and low."
"There are too many dealers in our products, and some people pull them to Henan to sell them." Gao Zhiwei said reluctantly, "it''s so popular. Now on the market, I estimate that the share is about 70%."
"How about user viscosity? Is such a high share hard promoted by those vendors for interests, or do users like it? Even if the profits return a little, there is still no problem."
"Just compare with Wanyuan. No one wants their money, and Wanyuan''s market has been broken." Gao Zhiwei said confidently.
"I want the latest product on the 1st of next month. I''ll do it according to my requirements. I don''t expect you to do anything creative." Lu Feng said to the new design manager, "don''t give full play to what I say you do."
Manager Li nodded, feeling a little wronged.
After chatting with everyone, I understood the whole situation of the factory from inside to outside, looked through the documents on the table, and remained silent for half a day: "starting tomorrow, the profit point will be increased by 10%
"Are you going to make a profit?" big head''s eyes glowed.
"Look at the market reaction. Once the profit point is increased, we can still maintain this trend." Lu Feng took a deep breath and looked at Gao Zhiwei. "Before the new year, I want you to take down the market in half of the province and the factory should be full."
"As long as the product market effect is good, I promise to connect with the problems and small problems of major supermarkets and agents. The big deal is that I won''t go home for the new year." Gao Zhiwei said in a deep voice.
Although it was less than six o''clock, it was dark outside. Lu Feng stood up and said, "if it''s time to get off work, get off work."
"Good bye to the factory director. It''s snowy and slippery. Please slow down," said the director of the publicity department who was new for a few days.
Lu Feng stopped, turned his head, looked at him and said, "I can''t hear this flattering voice in my factory. Let me hear it again next time and leave."
The supervisor shrunk his neck and dared not speak.
In the factory, these new managers and supervisors are absolutely afraid of Lu Feng. Except for the big head, even Gao Zhiwei sometimes dare not laugh in front of him.
Once at dinner, Gao Zhiwei was aggrieved. He did a lot of work. There was still a gap between the power he got and the big head. Lu Feng said with a smile that the big head was not very good at using his brain. If Gao Zhiwei was not good at using his brain, he could be as confused as the big head.
It made people laugh. In fact, everyone knows that Lu Feng prefers big head.
Riding a motorcycle home, it was already more than 7 p.m. covered with snow. It felt like returning at a snowy night. Jiang Xiaoyan quickly patted him.
"It''s so cold. Snow flakes are like knives. I have money and I have to buy a car." Lu Feng muttered.
"How much is a car? I''ve been whispering for a long time. I know how to buy a car. Every day I tell me you''re going to make a lot of money, and the factory hasn''t seen any money back." Jiang Xiaoyan shook her head and said, "instead, I haven''t suffered less. Shave your beard and go out with me. People think you''re my father."
"That''s good. It seems that I have money and you are kept." Lu Feng joked, looked at Duoduo and said, "girl, don''t you know what to call?"
"You didn''t buy me a present." Duoduo pursed.
"I''ll buy you a hammer." Lu Feng didn''t have a good way: "I''ll send you to the kindergarten next year."
"Dad is the best, dad is the most handsome." Duoduo ran over and flattered.
Eating, Jiang Xiaoyan said, "when we celebrate the new year, are we free to go back?"
"Yes, what''s the matter?"
"My mother called me and told me to go back in the new year. My eldest brother, second brother and little sister are all here. This year, my little sister will lead the object to the door, and it will be ready next year."
"Yes!" Lu Feng lowered his head and ate.
"Don''t take the past to heart."
"What''s the matter?" Lu Feng looked up and thought for a moment. She went to her house for the new year the year before last. Her second brother sarcastically said at the dinner table that Lu Feng was a waste and lived on his sister. As a result, a fight broke out.
In other people''s territory, there is nothing but being beaten. On the second day of the new year, there is no one who is beaten by his father-in-law, brother-in-law, brother-in-law and sister-in-law.
"It''s all over." Lu Feng is very generous. Anyway, it''s not himself who was beaten, so he doesn''t care.
"How nice of you!" Jiang Xiaoyan smiled.
"It''s all right. Let your family beat you up. It doesn''t matter if you were beaten ten times before. I''m generous." Lu Feng said with a smile.
"My house is not so bad!"
After dinner, Lu Feng took a bath and shaved. Jiang Xiaoyan washed the dishes and chopsticks and said with a little shame: "you go to bed first. I''ll coax Duoduo to sleep later. Don''t worry about sleeping."
But when she entered the bedroom, she snored loudly. Looking at Lu Feng so tired, she felt a little bad. She silently carried Duoduo from the sofa into the inner room.
At 5:30 the next morning, Lu Feng woke up on time, put on his clothes, arrived at the factory at dawn and began the first batch of loading.
When the salesmen learned that the profit point was raised, some people hesitated and some people shouted abuse. They said outside the factory that they had achieved the present Jiamei. Without them, it''s bullshit. It''s death to return the profit point and squeeze their profits.
More people talk wildly and say that they will go to Wanyuan to get the goods tomorrow. Jiamei will change back in a few days. Lu Feng laughs when he hears these remarks.
Jiamei''s products are very popular. They don''t pull. Some people want them. The first truck of goods starts loading.
Lu Feng stared at the truck. Whether the truck could be accepted by the market or not represented whether he had completely defeated Wanyuan and stood firm in the market. If he could make a profit, Wanyuan would lose completely.
When the first truck of goods signed the bill, just the first ray of sunshine cut through the darkness and gave the world a golden yellow. The thick snow in the factory was particularly white. The big head rushed out with an account book in his hand and his face was excited.
"It''s profitable. We''re profitable. That car makes 320 yuan and makes money!"
Gao Zhiwei stood not far away and looked at big head. He was as excited as a child. His throat was like a stone, and his eyes gradually turned red.
He is not an entrepreneur, but a manager. He can leave regardless of success or failure, but he has been under too much pressure this month.
When I heard the word "profit", thousands of emotions surged into my heart.
Lu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face, looked at the Oriental Sun and muttered, "see the light in the end!"