Su Yourong was not very educated and came from a peasant background. She had a good grasp of people and, in her words, gave others what they needed, rather than what she possessed herself.
She always managed to pinpoint people's weaknesses. Before meeting Lu Feng, this tactic was invincible for her. But after meeting Lu Feng, she realized that the two of them were the same kind of people.
The skewers were served on several very pretty plates, with elaborate plating. Lu Feng glanced at them and frowned, saying, "This is like Western food. It's not very interesting. Have the kitchen bring over the grill, skewer the skewers, and I'll grill them myself. Also, grill two fish, enoki mushrooms, eggplant wrapped in foil, and some scallops..."
The scene became lively. Lu Feng directed the entire process, while Su Yourong sat there drinking tea, lost in thought.
Eyes lit up the scene. Lu Feng was grilling skewers with great interest, glancing at Su Yourong from time to time. He knew that if he didn't make concessions, she wouldn't give in.
Sprinkled with cumin, the aroma of the meat made my mouth water. I picked up two skewers and handed them over, saying, "Try my cooking."
"I won't eat it, you don't love me anymore." Su Yourong said with a hint of resentment. She was angry that she, the old fox, hadn't been able to outsmart a mere young boy.
"Try it." Lu Feng walked over, bit off two pieces of meat, and pouted as he held them out to her.
"Ugh, I find you disgusting," Su Yourong said, frowning.
Come on! Come on!
Su Yourong took a bite, savored it carefully, and nodded, saying, "It's grilled quite well."
"Consider this my apology. I know what you're thinking. Someone always has to give in, so I, a grown man, will give in first. You want the goods to be put into the factory first, but that's definitely not possible this year," Lu Feng said earnestly.
"Then you don't love me."
"Be good, and I can sign a contract with you for next year to put your mind at ease." Lu Feng held her hand and said with a smile, "Aren't you angry now? Next year, we'll have a TV production line too. Once you're on the scene, it'll be a money-printing machine."
"Really? Then let's revise the contract and sign it now!" Su Yourong was a little skeptical; she could sense that Lu Feng was very wary.
Lu Feng stared into her eyes and nodded heavily, saying, "I'm willing to lower all my defenses for you, even if I might be wounded all over. I'm willing to take the gamble. If you don't let me lose, I'll let you win."
After Lu Feng finished speaking, he took the contract, didn't even glance at it, and directly wrote in the signature area: Lu Feng, on behalf of Jiaming Food Co., Ltd., signed this, and wrote the date below: April 1, 1991.
"Next April 1st, when spring is in full bloom and the contract takes effect, I hope you'll stand amidst a sea of flowers and say to me, 'I do!'"
Su Yourong's eyes reddened. Since entering the big city, she had experienced too much bullying and drifted in and out of the city. No one knew what this little girl had gone through.
What is most precious to her is trust, absolute trust.
A tear fell onto her clothes, and Su Yourong threw herself into Lu Feng's arms and cried bitterly.
Lu Feng gently patted her back. For a woman like her who was ambitious, it seemed difficult to break through on the surface, but in fact, she was very empty inside. She was afraid of being hurt, afraid of having everything she had taken away. She kept her distance from everyone and was full of calculations, but she also longed for a shoulder to lean on.
At that moment, Su Yourong, caught up in her emotions, was completely unaware that April 1st was April Fool's Day.
The initially stiff relationship softened instantly. While eating skewers and drinking beer, the atmosphere was very pleasant, and Su Yourong became more easy to talk to, her whole demeanor becoming much gentler.
"To be honest, the reason I'm so invested in this research team is for our own good. We need to buy the TV technology as soon as possible so we can make a fortune in the future. You have no idea how popular color TVs are now; black and white ones are no longer viable."
"Don't people buy color TVs because foreign ones are of better quality? Domestic ones seem to be just so-so."
"Look, you don't understand. Nowadays, when people get married, a color TV is a must. Whatever the mother-in-law wants, that's what makes money. The day the mother-in-law asks for a house or a car, house prices skyrocket and cars sell like hotcakes!" Lu Feng said very seriously.
"Cars and houses?" Su Yourong couldn't help but laugh and said, "There aren't many people in the whole country who can afford to get married like that. I know you're in a hurry. That team lost money on their investments. They used to provide domestic technical guidance for companies like Panasonic, Sanyo, and Sharp. I heard they went to Japan to invest in real estate or something."
Lu Feng covered his face with his hands and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Why did he go there to invest? Starting this year, this country has been economically crippled and has entered several lost decades. The economic bubble has been completely burst, and a wave of people have been harvested.
This team seems to provide these manufacturers with some technology and is quite optimistic about their economy. It's a miracle that they invested in real estate and didn't jump off a building.
"How much is the technology these people have worth now? How much do they owe?"
“I learned about it from others. Exports there have been severely impacted, exchange rates have fluctuated greatly, and tariffs have increased. Lower-level businesses are desperately smuggling to survive. The reason my goods are turning over so quickly this year is because all of them come from there.”
Lu Feng nodded and said, "It's just that these people are so poor that they don't even have underwear, except for their patents and technology."
"You could say that they can't pay salaries anymore. They laid off all the ordinary employees long ago. Now they have about two hundred core technical staff who are all shareholders. They want to rebuild the team and continue to make money passively through patent fees."
"How much do you think they'd sell for?" Lu Feng asked.
“I don’t think they will sell. They haven’t been paid for six months. Those who haven’t left are shareholders. They received a lot of money in the past few years. They can survive even if they don’t make a profit for the next two years.”
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