Lu Feng was indeed carefully managing the distance between everyone. In the small workshop before, it didn't matter if people called each other brothers; in fact, it could improve efficiency. Now that it's a company, there are already more than two hundred people.
If the factory can't make a profit when it pays salaries next month, it will face the risk of going bankrupt. If he continues as before, with his subordinates outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant, it will probably go bankrupt in less than half a month.
The reason Lu Feng put Da Tou in charge of finances was not because he couldn't find someone who could manage it; on the contrary, as long as there was money, he could poach even the most talented accountant.
For a factory of this size, the most fatal flaw is its finances.
Small workshops make only a small amount of money each day, and payments are collected on-site, so there's no possibility of embezzlement. Large corporations, on the other hand, have very strict financial regulations, so even if they suffer a small loss, it won't shake the foundation of the business.
Lu Feng's company is neither too big nor too small; the books are easy to manipulate. If he were to be greedy even a little, the profits could be wiped out.
The accountant doesn't need to be particularly skilled, just honest. Of course, giving him five percent of the shares is also a way to reassure people.
The air was filled with the smell of firecrackers. Lu Feng raised his hand and gestured to suppress them, saying, "Today we are officially established. I hope Jiamei will be a great success. Everyone, please do your jobs and get to production."
Today is not only an important day for Lu Feng, but also for Ren Qianbo. He walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with scabs on his face, but his steps were noticeably lighter.
Starting today, he no longer needs to carry the burden of being labeled a live-in son-in-law. He walked straight to the car and was about to get in when the driver hurriedly said, "Mr. Ren, Jiamei Foods was established today."
"Pretty fast!" Ren Qianbo tossed his bag onto the passenger seat, scoffed, and said, "How much money does he have left? It's all debt, isn't it? He's utterly pathetic!"
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