If we say that after 2000 we were on a rocket-like ascent, then the 1990s laid the foundation for that. If you look closely at that era, you will find that it was a rugged period.
With the overall economic recovery, manufacturing is at the forefront of technology, and owning a factory has become synonymous with wealth. The main economic sectors are service trade, food, handicrafts, textiles, primary processing, and energy and raw materials.
Technology is extremely cheap, mainly labor-intensive, and increases employment. The wealthy are also created in these fields. Lu Feng and Huang Youwei talked a lot.
It must be said that this person has great vision and depth.
“Let me tell you, as long as you don’t run into any major problems, you’re definitely going to be a billionaire!” Huang Youwei slammed his fist on the table and said decisively, “I’m very good at judging people. I’ve been the brigade leader since 1963, and I’ve seen a lot of things and met a lot of people. You’re a talented person, but I hope you won’t be rich and heartless.”
"I'm not rich yet!" Lu Feng said with a wry smile.
"You're not rich? You're definitely rich now. Remember that saying: 'The rich help the poor.' In the next ten years or so, labor-intensive jobs will definitely have a large market, but the technical content will be very low. All those factories that others don't want, those polluting factories, those unprofitable factories, will be ours. We will be doing the dirtiest and most tiring jobs in the world, earning the least amount of money."
"Of course, you make a lot of money, but the workers will be very tired. The global manufacturing landscape is already set. If you want to develop and squeeze into the global landscape, you have to start as an apprentice, but you can't be an apprentice for life!"
"You'll sweep the floors your whole life. Have you ever been an apprentice? Those guys never teach you any skills. They're afraid that if you learn something, you won't listen to them anymore. If you don't know anything, you'll have to listen to their scolding and watch their faces, understand?"
Lu Feng nodded repeatedly. Standing at this point in time, looking back over the past fifty years in China, he was filled with emotion!
"Don't think I'm a bureaucrat. I know more than you. Do you think all I do is drink Moutai all day long?" Huang Youwei laughed, ate a few bites of food, and said, "I hope that after you make money, you can invest in unprofitable areas to promote industrial upgrading. Let's do something with technological content."
"Yes, I will!" Lu Feng raised his glass and said, "I toast you, and I wish you continued success in your career!"
The event didn't end until after 9 p.m. Lu Feng went home, washed up, and went to bed. The next morning, when he arrived at the factory, he was still thinking about whether or not to acquire Ren Qianbo's factory.
After carefully considering what Huang Youwei said last night, he decided to give up. Since it wasn't an auction open to the public, there were many things going on behind the scenes. The price of a few hundred thousand was indeed very low, and he couldn't let all the good things fall into Lu Feng's lap.
With five days left until the Lantern Festival, Gao Zhiwei, who was originally scheduled to return after the festival, had already gotten off the train. The station was packed with people. Lu Feng waved to him and called out, "Here I am!"
Gao Zhiwei carried a bag, followed by three people: a woman and two men. The three of them seemed uninterested, their eyes scanning the dilapidated train station with disdain.
The two men were a bearded man who looked to be in his thirties, and a tall, thin man with an indescribable air of confidence. The youngest was a woman who looked to be in her mid-twenties. She was quite pretty and dressed very smartly, looking like a leader.
Gao Zhiwei greeted the three of them, jogged over, and said, "President Lu, you came to pick me up in person? Let me introduce you."
The three men walked over and sized up Lu Feng. If it weren't for the high returns promised by Gao Zhiwei, all three of them would have turned around and left.
"This is Zheng Caiyuan. He has negotiated many projects and used to be a negotiation consultant for state-owned enterprises. He is very good at land mergers and company mergers," Gao Zhiwei introduced.
"Hello, I'm Lu Feng, the owner of Jiamei Foods!" Lu Feng extended his hand and shook hands, saying, "Welcome! Welcome!"
"This is Li Helong. He has his own team and handles all kinds of negotiations across the country all year round, especially between enterprises and local governments. He is particularly good at it and can usually help enterprises maximize their interests."
"Hello, welcome!" Lu Feng shook hands.
“This is Zhang Fengxia,” Gao Zhiwei whispered. “She mainly talked about Henan and Hebei. She was introduced by someone else, who said that she has a special relationship with people in those two places.”
“There’s no need to be so secretive. I have relatives in both places, and I’m not a professional business negotiator or broker. But Mr. Lu is doing big business. It’s one thing for no one to pick us up after we got off the plane, but for us to take the train ourselves. Isn’t that stingy?” Zhang Fengxia smiled at Lu Feng, but her smile was full of displeasure.
"I'm so sorry, the factory has just started operating recently and there's been a lot of things going on. I've neglected you all. I apologize. I've already arranged a hotel for you. Let's go now, get in the car."
Zhang Fengxia looked at the car and said, "Just a beat-up Santana? Mr. Lu, aren't you taking us too lightly?"
"I'm sorry, the conditions are limited!" Gao Zhiwei said somewhat awkwardly.
Lu Feng could tell that although the other two also looked down on it, they didn't say anything. They traveled all over the country all year round and wanted to take on this kind of negotiation job, where anything could happen.
As for Zhang Fengxia, she looks like a spoiled brat.
"You sit in the front, Mr. Gao. You take a taxi there, and I'll bring the two of them over," Lu Feng said as he got into the car.
Zhang Fengxia sat in the passenger seat, glanced at Lu Feng, and said, "You don't like me? Gao Zhiwei said you're very capable, and I only came out of curiosity. Now that I see you with such a stern face, you seem like nothing special."
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