Lu Feng's insight was incredibly sharp. Although Ren Qianbo had only said a few words to him, he already felt a sense of crisis. In fact, his guess was absolutely correct.
Ren Qianbo's factory not only produces canned goods, but also other food products, mainly sold through supply and marketing cooperatives and small shops. The advantage of this market is that it is relatively stable, but the disadvantage is that it is too stable.
Over the course of a few days, Ren Qianbo inquired a great deal about Lu Feng and thoroughly understood his sales model. The most difficult part was dealing with grain stations, but with a little effort and money, it wasn't a big problem.
Business was booming, production scale was stabilizing, and profits were settling at eight to nine thousand yuan. Lu Feng promoted two people to supervisors, but he was still worried and had to work the night shift every night.
After paying for the packaging machine, Lu Feng now had 150,000 yuan in hand. Including working capital, he was approaching 180,000 yuan. He had previously thought that being a 10,000-yuan household was so far away, but he never expected that he would already have almost 200,000 yuan.
As evening fell, the day shift workers finished their shifts and the night shift workers began to get busy. Da Tou and Lu Feng had a break to eat, and Lu Feng noticed that some people who didn't know what they were doing started to appear around the workshop.
"Big Head, what were those young men doing today?" Lu Feng asked.
"People are asking about prices, asking what price those people charge for shipping, what their commission is, and so on." Big Head put down his chopsticks and said in confusion, "Recently, a lot of people have been asking about us. Brother Feng, Zhou Hao hasn't come to pick up goods anymore. He's just acting as a middleman for others and taking a cut. A lot of people who buy goods are unhappy about it."
"Ignore him!" Lu Feng waved his hand. Zhou Hao was just a business partner after all. He could do whatever he wanted. Besides, the guy had indeed made a lot of money, tens of thousands of yuan.
"You'll keep watch for me tonight. With Han Dong helping out, you won't have to work too hard."
“Brother Feng, go ahead and do what you need to do. I’ll keep an eye on things.” Da Tou thought for a moment and said, “Zhou Jianguo and Sun Longbin came again this morning.”
Lu Feng sighed. The two of them had come to see him almost every day for the past few days. They had helped Lu Feng so much, just wanting to get something in return from him. Now that he kept making excuses, the two of them were about to fall out.
Let them turn against each other. Two people who have been used can't cause any trouble.
"Ignore them. Even if they invite you to drink, don't go, understand?"
Big Head nodded.
After eating, they entered the workshop, which was bustling with activity. There was a temporary cash register in the corner, with the cabinet underneath locked. To facilitate the receipt and disbursement of accounts, Lu Feng hadn't touched any money during this period.
As the crowd around them grew larger, Lu Feng, feeling uneasy about leaving so much money there, found a leather bag, unlocked it, and Da Tou was shocked to see the money inside.
He knew it was very profitable, but when he saw the cabinet piled high with money, the visual effect was still quite surprising!
Lu Feng quietly observed Da Tou's expression. He seemed to be simply shocked by so much money, and there was no more complex emotion such as greed, injustice, or jealousy in the depths of his eyes.
“Big Head, don’t you think this world is very unfair? You’re doing the same things I do, and I’m even doing less than you, but all this money is mine,” Lu Feng asked.
"Brother Feng, I didn't do anything, you did it all. I've already earned a lot. Compared to them, I had it so much easier." Big Head pointed to the hardworking workers and said, "Brother Feng, you're the one who does big things. You earned all of this!"
Lu Feng patted Da Tou on the shoulder and started packing the money. 150,000 was a lot and quite heavy. Lu Feng looked at Da Tou and said, "This is just the beginning. Think long-term. Today it's 150,000, tomorrow it will be 1.5 million, 15 million. Trust me, I won't treat you unfairly."
Big Head nodded sullenly, without saying anything.
Lu Feng rode his motorcycle home. Jiang Xiaoyan had already quit her job at the restaurant. Lu Feng told her to quit her job at the electronics factory too, but she wouldn't listen.
However, she is much more relaxed now. At least she doesn't have to get up early every day. Her debts are paid off, and she is happy every day. Her life is starting to move in a better direction.
Lu Feng knocked on the door, and Jiang Xiaoyan opened it to find his face full of smiles and surprise.
"Aren't you on the night shift? Why are you back?"
"Let Big Head watch over me, I missed you, okay?" Lu Feng said with a smile as he entered the house.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jiang Xiaoyan blushed and slapped him lightly. She glanced outside to make sure no one had heard her embarrassing words before closing the door with peace of mind.
"Come here, I want to show you something." Lu Feng placed the briefcase on the table.
"Keep your voice down, get some sleep." Jiang Xiaoyan said as she walked over, puzzled, "What?"
"Open it!"
"What? You're playing tricks on me, buying me something? Didn't I tell you not to buy things randomly? Men don't know how to bargain..."
As Jiang Xiaoyan spoke, she unzipped her purse, then abruptly stopped, staring wide-eyed at the contents of the bag.
"this....."
"So much money?"
After she finished speaking, she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, as if afraid that someone might hear her from behind the walls.
"Not much, 150,000!" Lu Feng said calmly.
150,000, isn't that a lot?
Although a household with 10,000 yuan is not as valuable as it was in the early 1980s, anyone with 10,000 yuan was definitely rich. Lu Feng spoke of 150,000 yuan so casually.
"Where did you get so much money? Did you rob a bank?" Jiang Xiaoyan asked anxiously.
"I earned it. Didn't I tell you I opened a factory?" Seeing her surprised and delighted, tears welling up in her eyes, Lu Feng smacked his lips and said, "You're crying again. I promised you in my heart that I would give you a good life."
"I'm happy!"
Jiang Xiaoyan is a very traditional person, especially when it comes to relationships between men and women. However, after spending time with Lu Feng, she has started to become more open-minded. At least in public, the two of them will blush when they look at each other.
Overwhelmed with emotion, she threw herself into Lu Feng's arms, lifted her head, and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
Duoduo woke up at some point and lay on the bed saying, "Mommy, shame on you!"
"ah?"
Jiang Xiaoyan turned around and saw Duoduo. Her face turned red to the roots of her neck. She said with embarrassment and shame, "What are you doing up so late at night?"
Lu Feng reached up and touched his cheek, smiling as he said, "It's alright, you can keep this money. I still need to cover for Da Tou later."
"Where should we put all this money?" Jiang Xiaoyan asked anxiously.
Seeing her like this, Lu Feng said helplessly, "Just put it under the bed. We'll go buy some clothes tomorrow morning and the whole family will go out shopping."
"They get cocky as soon as they have a little money; they need to save!"
Lu Feng didn't speak. He knew the importance of clothing. People judge a person by their clothes. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to fool so many people with just the suit he wore at his wedding.
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