Zhang Fengxia was busy all day long. It must be said that she is very capable. Apart from having less domestic experience and sometimes being a bit stubborn, she is very good at everything else.
With a few years of honing her skills, she could definitely achieve great things. Lu Feng lay on the sofa, looking at the scenery outside the window, wondering what she would have accomplished if she hadn't met him.
Zhang Fengxia was tidying up her folders when she looked at Lu Feng lying there. She clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction and hit him with the folder in her hand, saying, "You're always the one who gets messed up. Why don't you help out when you have nothing else to do!"
"I'm busy!"
What are you busy with?
"Busy spacing out!"
"I'm fucking impressed! No wonder my grandpa told me that being subservient to others is not a long-term solution!"
Lu Feng lay there pondering all afternoon, but he fell asleep while he was pondering. When he woke up, he continued to ponder, thinking about what kind of company he wanted to start.
A profitable company?
A billion? Ten billion? Hundred billion? Or even a trillion?
He might not be able to reach the last two levels, but reaching the 10 billion level is easy for him. He can create a few more trending companies, invest in Tencent, Alibaba, and the like, and 100 billion in assets will be a piece of cake.
Lu Feng was a rich man before. He had been wealthy. In the eyes of the poor, money can solve everything, but Lu Feng understood very well that the core problem was that money could not solve it.
Or should we build a great company?
The core technology of televisions is electronics. Currently, it's vacuum tubes, and with future technological upgrades, it will evolve into electronic boards and then television chips. Lu Feng could easily be laying the groundwork for chips now, which would make him a truly great company.
It was already past 7 p.m., and Zhang Fengxia had gone in and out countless times. She had told Lu Feng that morning that Jiang Xiaoyan had taken the child back home.
She didn't eat lunch, and in the afternoon she brought two men and three women. These five people called Lu Feng over, but Lu Feng ignored them, making the new employees think that their boss was in a vegetative state.
Zhang Fengxia stood at the door, looking at Lu Feng who had barely moved, somewhat speechless. Leaning against the door, she said, "Are you having dinner? The newspapers have already notified us. There should be about a hundred newspapers coming tomorrow afternoon. The exact number depends on how many they can come!"
Lu Feng sat up, his mind still a bit chaotic. He glanced at her sideways, said nothing, picked up a cigarette from the table, and lit it.
"What's wrong with you, sir? Are you depressed?"
"Let me ask you a question: If you had unlimited abilities, what kind of company would you want to build? A wealthy company, or a great company?"
"Huh?" Zhang Fengxia didn't expect him to think about this, and said, "I plan to start a powerful company."
What defines an arrogant company?
"It's a behemoth, like a sea monster, with tentacles reaching into every industry. Ordinary people might notice the rich, but they would never notice it. It's richer than a country, you understand? Do you know Morgan Stanley? Rockefeller, or Rothschild?"
Lu Feng smiled, in high spirits, and stood up, saying, "Let's build an awesome company. Come on, let's eat. We'll start with televisions."
Zhang Fengxia was completely bewildered. She couldn't understand where Lu Feng got such confidence. Television sets were still very risky, yet he seemed to think that everything could be done smoothly with him.
As for the matter that Lu Feng was pondering, she thought it was a bit of an overreaction. Those big families were created by accumulating huge wealth and connections during the war years.
Favorable timing, advantageous location, and harmonious relationships are all indispensable.
Zhang Fengxia could never have imagined at that moment that her words would create an Asian business monster, a business empire even larger than Samsung!
After finishing his meal, Lu Feng reviewed the documents he had compiled. With so much media coverage and numerous interviews, the prices were incredibly painful.
The price for a front-page article is now generally over two thousand yuan, and some major media outlets can even charge over twenty thousand yuan. Among these media outlets are many foreign media.
"Get some rest. We'll make the final decision tomorrow!"
Back in my room, I called Gao Zhiwei to get a brief overview of Jiaming Foods' recent situation. Basically, the business is operating stably and the market is on the rise. However, autumn is just around the corner this month, so sales will decline afterward. Profits are exceeding expectations, with daily net profits currently around 500,000 yuan.
The first phase of several factories is nearing completion, and the project funds have already been transferred. A preliminary contract has been signed with Wahaha for their OEM cooperation. They asked Lu Feng if he wanted to see it, and said he could fax it over.
Lu Feng refused, telling him to handle it himself. Just before hanging up, Gao Zhiwei brought up the matter of the supplementary card again. Lu Feng didn't take it seriously and told him to have General Manager Li keep separate accounts.
After hanging up, Jiang Xiaoyan called home. Duoduo was already asleep. School would start in a few days. Jiang Xiaoyan mumbled about cosmetics on the phone. It was clear that she was genuinely interested, but lacked confidence and was afraid of losing money.
Lu Feng offered a few words of comfort, hung up the phone, and prepared to go to sleep. Before he could fall asleep, the phone rang again. When he answered, Su Yourong's cloying voice came from the other end. Lu Feng was speechless; she hadn't called him in a while.
The content was the same old tune: she wanted to ship some goods to the factory first, and she also knew that she would be signing a contract with General Manager Dong the next day, all thanks to her.
Lu Feng gave a few vague replies, implying that if Su Yourong couldn't offer a more impressive technical team or a factory to sell or acquire, she would be of little value.
However, due to this person's influence in the Yangtze River Delta region, we can only feign ignorance and pretend to be snakes, just in case they have other uses.
"I love you too, baby. I'm hanging up now!"
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