"It's not like I'm paying you on the spot, I'll only pay you next month. Don't even mention fifty yuan, I could promise you one hundred and fifty yuan." Lu Feng said expressionlessly.
Big Head realized what was happening and said, "Brother Feng, aren't you lying? You'll feel guilty if you can't pay me."
Lu Feng smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Your brother Feng is a businessman. Businessmen don't care about conscience; they only care about profit."
Da Tou nodded without saying much, but in that instant, he was certain that the current Feng Ge was a completely different person from the Feng Ge he knew before.
The middle-aged man opposite him recruited more than a dozen people before Lu Feng started recruiting. The man had already recruited five men.
"Brother, do you own a cannery?" a man asked as he walked over.
Lu Feng turned his head to look, nodded, and said, "Yes!"
"Who will haul your goods? I sell canned goods." The man introduced himself, "My name is Zhou Hao, and I mainly sell to small shops, supply and marketing cooperatives, and villagers."
"Hello, hello!" Lu Feng was still thinking about finding someone to sell the canned goods, but he didn't expect to be approached by someone else. He asked, "There's no one to pick up the goods yet, are you all alone?"
"I have a bunch of brothers here, what's the price for their goods?"
"Come to my place tomorrow to talk, it'll be easy." Lu Feng gave him the address and told the workers to report for duty on time the next morning.
After leaving the job market, Da Tou was also heading home. Lu Feng asked him to pass by Sun Longbin's village and let him know that he should bring two truckloads of fruit the next day.
On his way home, Lu Feng sighed. Not having a cell phone was really inconvenient; he had to ask someone to pass on messages. He stopped at the market, bought some vegetables and half a pound of pork, and headed home.
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