Although Gao Zhiwei, Du Qifeng, and others held Lu Feng in high esteem, they were all very clear-headed when it came to matters of interest.
Lu Feng diluted 30% of the shares to the management team in the early stages. Such a large equity dilution is something that most companies would not dare to do. Lu Feng was able to do it out of necessity. If employees are lost, they can be recruited at any time, but if the management team leaves, there will be chaos.
If a board voting system is adopted after the group is formed next year, Lu Feng will lose management rights in the board vote once he cashes out his shares. Without management rights, the contracts he signed on behalf of Jiaming Foods will be no different from waste paper.
Gao Zhiwei's idea was to give Lu Feng a higher position and increase his value. He valued Lu Feng's abilities highly and even felt that Lu Feng wanted to leave.
Jiaming Foods is currently valued at between 100 million and 200 million yuan. What he wants to take over from Lu Feng is a company worth 500 million yuan, with a solid market, complete departments, and a strong management team.
Lu Feng treated Jiaming Foods as a way to make his first fortune by skipping work, and didn't put much effort into its management. He felt that what he had achieved was enough, and given his understanding of Gao Zhiwei and Du Qifeng's abilities, there wouldn't be any problems.
Zhang Fengxia leaned back on the sofa, shaking her head as she looked at him. After a long while, she muttered, "A madman who's been blinded by success."
"I can also tell you, the moment of witnessing a miracle is about to begin." Lu Feng took out a business card from his pocket and looked it over, then suddenly asked, "Do you know any companies or teams that specialize in color television imaging technology? Do you have any patents for transfer, or factories? Mixed-ownership reform of state-owned enterprises is also fine. Why don't you ask your grandfather?"
Zhang Fengxia looked at him coldly and said, "That's my grandfather. How come you're so comfortable ordering him around, just like your grandfather?"
"It's a blessing that our grandfather is in good health. We should bother him more often," Lu Feng said shamelessly.
"There's no chance for us, maybe in the next life!" Zhang Fengxia then lay down on the sofa and stopped talking.
Lu Feng didn't ask any more questions. He decided to find a solution himself. After all, an old cadre is an old cadre. If he could remove the "old" part, there might still be hope. He might as well spend this time chatting with Jin Tingting.
I dialed the number listed, and after a long pause, a lazy male voice came from the other end: "Who is it?"
"Hello, are you Mr. Dong, the head of the R&D team at Tianxiang Electronics Technology?" Lu Feng asked, looking at the business card and enunciating each word clearly.
"Yeah, who are you?"
"I am an investor and I am very interested in electronic technology patents, especially vacuum tube color imaging technology, and your team. I heard that you provide technical support and patent services to Japanese brands?"
"Ah? Ah! Yes, that's right, who introduced you?"
The other side let out two "ahs" sounds in a row. Zhang Fengxia smiled; it was obvious that the other side had no confidence at all.
"It was Mr. Li from United Financial who introduced us."
"Oh, Lao Li, what do you mean?"
"I just want to know how many people are in your team, how many patents you have, and whether you want to sell them?"
A dozen minutes later, Lu Feng hung up the phone, sitting there with a livid face. Zhang Fengxia laughed so hard she could hardly breathe, rolling around on the sofa, pointing at Lu Feng and saying, "You got kissed for nothing, and you can be fooled too, you almost got your body stolen."
This team currently has only thirty people. They only have some design patents, and their core technology is a diode voltage stabilization technology. The advantage of this technology is that if the TV suddenly loses power, the diode will not burn out. That's basically all they have.
"Haven't you laughed enough yet?" Lu Feng looked at Zhang Fengxia coldly.
"Cough cough cough!" Zhang Fengxia patted her chest, her face flushed with laughter. She took a deep breath and said, "I think you should go find her. It's clear that you two are evenly matched. If you go back and she sleeps with you, you can get better resources and information. It won't be a huge loss."
Lu Feng sighed inwardly at the treacherous nature of the world. He picked up the phone and called Su Yourong, explaining the situation. She seemed surprised, saying that she had asked someone to handle the matter, but she didn't know the specifics and would go ask about it now.
After five or six phone calls, Su Yourong said that companies with patents simply don't sell, or they're state-owned enterprises. This team is the best of the worst, and it's hard to find a suitable one in such a short time.
She apologized to Lu Feng on the phone, saying that the information was wrong. Since it was just a cover for assembling goods, this team was enough. It was cheap and didn't require much technology. If they wanted to make televisions in the future, they could wait for suitable assets and then acquire them.
Acquiring key technology patents can only wait; with so many companies involved, who knows what the situation will be!
Lu Feng was angry, but he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he had no choice but to agree. Fortunately, he had been careful when signing the contract, otherwise he would have suffered a huge loss.
"Aren't you angry anymore? It was my fault. Why don't you come over and I'll make it up to you, hehe!"
"Another day, I'm not angry, you should get some rest."
"I miss you so much, it makes my whole body feel hot. Let me give you a kiss, mua!"
Zhang Fengxia sat up, looked at him with disgust, opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and made a "Ugh!" sound.
"What's that sound you're making? Is there anyone else with you?"
"No, my room door wasn't locked, and there's someone's dog in the hallway. You should get some rest, mua!" Lu Feng kissed the phone and hung up.
"Who do you mean, 'dog'? You're disgusting. You sound like a slut. You men like this kind of girl, all sweet and cloying. I bet you're so infatuated you can't even find your own home. You'll give her all your money sooner or later." Zhang Fengxia rolled her eyes and leaned back on the sofa without saying a word.
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