“You’ve already spread the sweetness in these two rounds, the next round will be the harvest time. How much do you think these people can help you?” Sean sat down, lit a cigarette, handed one to Lu Feng, and asked, “Have them help you sell your goods for free? Without brand power and enough endorsements, you won’t be able to sell them.”
Lu Feng looked at the cigarette in his hand, then looked up at Sean. Was this a kind of recognition?
He used to look down on me.
"You're just saying these poor bastards have no value, right? I'll make them valuable. Besides, I don't plan to have them sell goods on the street. Everyone has their own network of relationships. Who doesn't have a rich friend?" Lu Feng looked at him and said, "No brand, no advertising, no sales channels, there's still a way called trust selling. There are always some people in this world who are willing to unconditionally trust the people around them. That's much better than advertising."
Seeing Lu Feng's arrogant expression, Huang Mao felt a little annoyed and said, "Isn't your model just a pyramid scheme? Last year, Europe cracked down on six pyramid scheme groups."
"Hey? You can't say that. Be careful, or I'll sue you for defamation! This is direct selling!" Lu Feng stared at the blond-haired man and said, "Watch your words. The core of pyramid schemes is that there are no products; they raise funds through word of mouth. We sell goods; it's cash on delivery!"
Sean was starting to feel uncertain. After observing Lu Feng for the past two days, he realized that Lu Feng was indeed very talented in this area. Whether it was direct sales or not was not important. What was important was that if he could really make this path work, it would bring about a revolutionary change to the European sales market.
This means that the monopoly of large supermarkets can be broken, and a completely different path can be taken.
"Aren't you afraid that Walmart and other big retailers will come after you? Not to mention competitors, the power behind those companies won't let you off the hook," Sean asked.
Lu Feng took a sip of water, put the cup aside, knocked the cigarette ash into the disposable cup, and said unhurriedly, "If I didn't have some skills, I wouldn't be in this business. That's enough for today."
As Sean watched Lu Feng leave, he pondered what exactly his skills were.
Back at the company, we continued to collect data, amplified the information cocoon effect, and disseminated information in the media with the largest circulation in major regions.
Lu Feng then called John, urging him to quickly go to Schroder Financial Group to make contact, preferably so that the loan could be processed tomorrow.
For this matter, Lu Feng even set up a special department team to liaise with Schroder and push them to speed up the process, otherwise big companies are very slow in doing things.
There was a knock on the office door, and Manager Liu walked in. The fatigue on his face was obvious, and he was not quite used to this intensity of work.
"Mr. Lu, you wanted to see me?" Manager Liu asked.
"Sit down!" Lu Feng pointed to the chair in front of him and said, "Didn't I mention to you once about finding a factory job?"
"Huh? This matter hasn't been settled yet, what would you need a factory for?" Manager Liu asked, puzzled.
"Don't worry about that. It's not particularly urgent. Let's find a few suitable ones to have in reserve. The factory needs to be large. We can rent one for half a day and allow us to bring our team for a tour and photos!" Lu Feng thought for a moment and said. "By the way, you should also keep an eye out for helicopter rental companies. We'll need them later. A Rolls-Royce won't impress them at the upcoming large-scale events."
"I'll keep an eye on this, but it probably won't be found in ten days or half a month, since we're not that familiar with the area," Manager Liu asked. "Anything else?"
"That's all, you go about your business."
Everyone had already exchanged their twenty-pound vouchers for vegetables and meat and gone home. Louise was cooking, her mind filled with endless daydreams, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her face.
Siemens' spying operation ended last time, but Mark still came as if by some strange twist of fate. He had a job, and he had specifically taken leave to come today.
He didn't know why he came back. He just felt very relaxed after arriving, and all the fatigue from work disappeared. He felt that he couldn't have come for nothing, so he called the Siemens branch again to say that he had attended Jiafeng's new gathering and could write a report to submit.
"No need. The money will be transferred to your account in a couple of days. You don't need to attend any of Jiafeng's gatherings, and we won't pay you for this one either, understand?"
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