"It's right here. Anyway, we have a month. I won't be satisfied if we don't make some trouble!" Lu Feng said in a deep voice.
Zhang Fengxia rolled her eyes, somewhat helplessly, and leaned back on the sofa, looking at Lu Feng and saying, "Don't blame me for being blunt, but your plan is practically suicide. Using two factories as leverage to control sixteen factories, and you keep saying Wahaha is targeting you? Are you paranoid?"
"You don't understand business!"
"Pfft!" Zhang Fengxia laughed out loud, looking at Lu Feng and said, "Let me tell you a little secret. I went to Harvard Business School for my undergraduate degree, majoring in business administration, and Yale for my master's degree. I just returned to China this year to start my own business. Got it, Mr. Lu?"
Lu Feng looked at her. Her face was filled with pride, and her eyes were slightly narrowed, as if she looked down on him, a country bumpkin. The last "President Lu" was particularly sarcastic.
"You look down on me?"
"No!" Zhang Fengxia put her feet on the sofa armrest and said, "I just think you're pretty crazy. Maybe it's because you're ignorant that you're fearless. Look at your face, it's all droopy. I'm not trying to scold you, I just think that if the furniture factory doesn't do it, the local government won't dare to give you the quota either, the risk is too great!"
Are you so sure?
"Any decision-maker with a brain wouldn't give it to you. I can help you find connections. If you don't believe me, we'll see. I've studied business for so many years, am I not better than you?"
Lu Feng laughed upon hearing this, stood up, and said, "We'll see. Do you know someone named Zhao Kuo?"
"I don't know you, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I just think you look a lot like him." Lu Feng said and walked towards the door.
Zhang Fengxia pondered for a while, then suddenly realized what was happening. She took her slippers off her feet and threw them at him, yelling, "You're the one who's like Zhao Kuo, the one who talks about war on paper!"
Lu Feng turned around, smiled at her, and went back to his room.
It was late at night, and Lu Feng stood by the window, looking at the night view outside, unable to sleep. He was certain that this company called Wantong Industrial was definitely more powerful than him.
Jiaming Foods' overall estimated value is only around ten million, even taking into account market potential. Taking on such a large market is no easy feat; it's akin to a snake trying to swallow an elephant.
Lu Feng knew this from the beginning, so he paid these people to handle it, but he didn't expect that someone would be faster than him.
Lu Feng searched his memory and realized he had never heard of this furniture company in his previous life. It was probably just a drop in the ocean of history. As for Zhang Fengxia's educational background, that was something he hadn't expected.
That makes sense, though. With such a powerful background, studying abroad is a normal thing for them.
"I just don't know where this company is from. Meeting me is bad luck. If I can't kill you, I won't survive." Lu Feng sighed, stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, and looked into the distance with an indescribable deep look in his eyes.
In a villa a thousand miles away, a man in his fifties suddenly sneezed in his sleep and woke up with a start.
The next day, in the breakfast room, Lu Feng sat down opposite Zhang Fengxia with breakfast in hand.
"I want to know where that company's office is located, and some specific internal information."
"Brother, let's stop this nonsense. Why don't you just go somewhere else? I think you should take General Manager Gao's advice and steadily expand production, step by step. If you do this for more than ten years, you'll definitely be a well-known brand in the region, right?"
“A person has to have dreams. You can’t just run a food brand your whole life, right? Do you know Bill Gates?” Lu Feng asked.
"Wow, you're quite something, brother. You even know Bill Gates. You dream of becoming the richest man too?" Zhang Fengxia's words carried a hint of teasing.
"A person without dreams is no different from a salted fish. You're paid to do this, so just do as I say."
“I want to see with my own eyes how someone goes astray in pursuit of their dreams. I’ll call and ask around for you later.” Zhang Fengxia sighed, clearly not optimistic about Lu Feng.
At 2 p.m., a file folder was placed in front of Lu Feng. The information inside was very complete, including the company's legal representative, production scale, brand registration time, number of shareholders, market share, number of employees, and even market competitors.
This document alone is quite valuable.
“Gao Zhiwei initially asked a friend to find me. I thought I was just helping a friend out, so I casually agreed. But the price we agreed on before is unacceptable. Whether it works out or not, I have to pay at least 100,000 yuan. If it works out, I want 300,000 yuan!”
Lu Feng flipped through the documents, nodded, and said, "Then you should prepare yourself and take the 300,000!"
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