Chapter 13 Everything is Ready (shuhaige.net)



Lu Feng was almost at the door, but still didn't see Zhao Buhuan chasing after him. He sighed inwardly, realizing that all his hard work in conducting the survey and evaluation had been in vain.

Let's go check out a glass factory in another city.

Just as he was about to turn around to retrieve the folder, he saw Zhao Buhuan running towards him. Lu Feng paused for a moment, then quickly got into the zone and started walking back.

"Mr. Zhao, I was just looking for you. I left my folder with you," Lu Feng said.

Zhao Buhuan ran up to him, panting, and said, "President Lu, I've brought it to you. I think we can talk some more!"

“There’s no need for that. My factory is very small, and your offer is quite different from my target price.” Lu Feng pondered for a while before saying, “The main thing is, I can’t control the supplier’s price, understand?”

"It's alright, how much is your price?" Zhao Buhuan reached out and grabbed Lu Feng's shoulder, as if afraid he would run away.

"Not a single penny, even if you give me this price, it's not acceptable. It has to be settled monthly!"

“No problem, monthly settlement it is, let’s sign the contract now!” Zhao Buhuan agreed readily.

Lu Feng finally felt relieved; otherwise, he would have had to deceive other glass factories. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Then thank you very much for your kindness, President Zhao. When I go to the head office for a meeting, I will definitely mention your company."

"Mr. Lu, you're too kind. Let's sign the contract now!"

Half an hour later, Da Tou was getting a little impatient. When he saw Lu Feng finally come out, his face was full of smiles.

"Brother Feng, why are you taking so long to come out?"

"The job's done." Lu Feng turned around and glanced at the factory, then hurriedly said, "Let's hurry up and get going, so no one sees us riding those beat-up old bicycles."

"Brother Feng, my mom told me that even if you're poor, you should have dignity. As long as the bicycle is yours, you should hold your head high..."

"I understand, your mother is right, let's go!" Lu Feng hurriedly sat on the crossbeam and urged.

Everything is now ready. Lu Feng's efforts these past few days have paid off. Production will begin tomorrow. He knows he must start production as soon as possible to make money, otherwise, once the scam is exposed, he will really have nothing left.

For the past few days, Lu Feng has been dancing on the edge of a knife. Even now, he is only maintaining a delicate balance, taking advantage of the poor information flow in this era.

If there were internet and mobile phones, Lu Feng's scam would be exposed with just a few phone calls.

"Brother Feng, what should we do now?"

"Go to the job market!"

As the sun set, Da Tou rode his old-fashioned bicycle wobbling toward the job market. On the way, Da Tou said, "Brother Feng, I won't be able to ride my bike for a few days."

Why?

"I need to weed my land for the second time, I'm going to be busy."

Lu Feng didn't know where Da Tou's fate would lead, but he could roughly predict it. After getting to know him over this period of time, he found Da Tou to be very honest and simple. In fact, he was also aware of Lu Feng's behavior.

But he did whatever Lu Feng told him to do. In his previous life, Lu Feng had been in business for many years and had seen too many smart people. But those smart people were always thinking about how to steal other people's money, and they used every means possible.

"Big Head, do you like farming?"

“I don’t like it. It’s tiring and sunny. I want to go to the city to work, but my parents say I’ll get scammed. Farming in the village is the best option.”

"Do you believe in fate?" Lu Feng turned his head and glanced at it, then said, "Brother, my cannery is about to start operating. Can you come and help me out? If we make money, I'll give you thirty yuan every month."

"Thank you, Brother Feng. I think you're no ordinary person; you're sure to become very wealthy and successful in the future."

Lu Feng laughed; he could even compliment people now.

The job market was bustling with people, a real mixed bag. There were hardly any college students; college students are a rare commodity these days, snapped up by major companies before they even graduate.

Most of them are migrant workers who come to the city to work, engaging in manual labor!

"Boss, need help? Looking for skilled workers to move goods and do manual labor!"

"Boss, do you need me to build a wall and unclog the drains?"

"Boss, I can clean the house, be a nanny, or cook."

Perhaps because Lu Feng was dressed respectably, people kept asking him questions. After inquiring for a while, he got a pretty good grasp of the market situation: assembly line workers earn around a few dozen yuan a month.

"Cannery, we need ten people, thirty yuan a month. We need a few men and a few women, quick and efficient, no older people!" Lu Feng shouted to the surrounding area.

Thirty yuan is not a high wage. Those who do manual labor can earn forty to sixty yuan a month. Thirty yuan is not enough to support a family. Many people look at Lu Feng, but not many actually come over.

"When does the boss start work?" a woman in her thirties asked.

"You'll start getting paid tomorrow."

People started asking questions one after another. Lu Feng noted down their names, but they were all women. Cooking canned goods and moving goods both required men. Just then, a few men asked questions and were discussing wages. Suddenly, someone shouted from not far away, "Canned food factory, moving goods and cooking canned goods, fifty yuan a month!"

The men who were discussing salary with Lu Feng turned around and left.

"Brother Feng, they're offering fifty yuan!" Da Tou said from the side.

Lu Feng looked up and saw a man in his forties, wearing a large suit and a pager on his waist, looking very extravagant.

It seems that quite a few people have their eyes on the canned food business; one can only hope that market competition won't be too fierce.

"We can also contribute fifty yuan!"

"Can you afford it? Brother Feng, didn't you say your dad didn't give you any money?"

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