Gao Zhiwei knew things wouldn't be easy, but he hadn't expected them to be this dangerous. He asked in alarm, "How could this happen? Mr. Lu, didn't you say you were running into some minor trouble?"
“Yeah, it’s a small problem. I’m not missing any limbs. She told me it was half gone.” Lu Feng, worried that Gao Zhiwei would be caught in the middle, closed the folder and said, “Okay, okay, 300,000. Let the finance department process it.”
“No, when I think about what happened that day, I feel that 300,000 is too much of a loss.” Zhang Fengxia looked at him and said, “300,000 can’t solve this.”
Gao Zhiwei stood up and walked over, whispering, "Let me give you a heads-up, they're all teams. They've already secured their first project, and each person gets over 100,000. Ask for an extra 30,000 or 50,000 as compensation for emotional distress. I'll talk to President Lu about how much you want."
"I want three million!"
"How much?" Gao Zhiwei raised his voice several times.
Even Lu Feng was taken aback, staring at her with wide eyes and saying, "You don't want a single penny anymore?"
Zhang Fengxia really didn't want the money anymore. In that instant, she made up her mind: she wanted to stay. She had studied economic theory and business rules for so many years, but she wasn't familiar with practical operations. She thought Lu Feng was the opposite; he had a wealth of business experience.
"I won't leave until you give it to me, I'll stick to you." Zhang Fengxia simply started acting like a spoiled child, since she had learned a lot from Lu Feng during this time.
"The person you're looking for!" Lu Feng looked at Gao Zhiwei and said, "The three-million-dollar heiress."
Gao Zhiwei was in a dilemma, but seeing that Zhang Fengxia didn't seem so angry, as if she was deliberately looking for an excuse, and then looking at Lu Feng, who had also heard some rumors earlier, he seemed to realize something when he saw this situation.
"You two should sort out your own business."
"This..." Lu Feng said helplessly. Time was of the essence, so he had to put this matter aside for now and asked, "Where are the financial statements?"
"This, along with the personnel reports, shows that the factory managers I told you about before were all quite good. I poached three of them and trained a few deputy factory managers myself. This year, I promoted four more people to deputy factory manager positions. These are the personnel information and resumes." Gao Zhiwei opened the folder.
Lu Feng flipped through the list and found that some were senior factory directors from state-owned enterprises, one was a retired employee who was rehired, and the rest were basically people who had participated in management and were recruited last year.
Lu Feng nodded, signed the form, and then frowned slightly when he saw three or four unfamiliar faces. He asked, "These people aren't from our factory, are they?"
"These four people are the ones who applied recently. I'm preparing them for the factory in Henan. This one is fifty-three years old this year. He used to be the general manager of an agricultural machinery factory. He's quite capable..."
"Alright!" Lu Feng raised his hand to stop him from continuing: "I've already found a factory manager over there, and I've already handed over the reins to him."
"Huh?" Gao Zhiwei was a little stunned, and after a while he nodded and said, "President Lu has friends over there?"
"We just met. I just think he's quite capable. By the way, when is Manager Li coming back?" Lu Feng asked, puzzled. "What's the deal with that CFO?"
"That person is considered Mr. Li's apprentice. He also left the company recently. He is quite familiar with the internal finances. He's just given the title. Manager Li is currently in charge of these branch factories. It's just starting out, so he's extremely busy."
Lu Feng nodded and said, "I won't interfere too much with the internal affairs of this factory. The production line must be arranged properly. The temporary factories have been basically arranged. Let the production line move in and start production as soon as possible."
"I know they'll urge us, but time is too tight."
"This year is destined to be incredibly busy. I'm not even going to look at these packaging designs, marketing plans, or project proposals anymore. Let's call a meeting for the design department tomorrow. Also, before I leave, how about having the R&D team come up with a few flavors?"
Gao Zhiwei felt nauseous at the mention of "taste," and nodded, saying, "We've indeed come up with a few different kinds; we're almost sick of eating them lately."
"Okay, tell them to bring some for me to try at the meeting tomorrow." Lu Feng separated the folders one by one, his mind quickly racing through some important matters.
The phone on the table rang, and Gao Zhiwei answered it casually, saying, "Jiaming Foods office, who is this?"
"Mr. Gao? Has Lu Feng not returned yet?"
Gao Zhiwei handed over the phone and said, "Sister-in-law!"
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