When they got downstairs, Jiang Xiaoyan saw him in this state and felt both heartache and anger. The two of them helped him upstairs. Lu Feng was already drunk and unconscious, struggling constantly.
"Don't touch me, Secretary Li. Give these people the money and get out of here!"
Lu Feng lay on the bed, muttering incessantly, acting very arrogantly.
"Do you know who I am? I'm Lu Feng, CEO of Spu Technology. It's just money, I've got plenty of it..."
Jiang Xiaoyan and Gao Zhiwei were completely bewildered. He was muttering some incomprehensible words, such as short video new media, 5G Internet, the era of technological revolution, and global trade.
"Is there something wrong with his brain?" Gao Zhiwei thought he was acting a bit crazy.
"No, thank you for bringing him back. Please sit down and have some water," Jiang Xiaoyan said politely.
"No need, I should go back now." Gao Zhiwei said politely for a few moments, then turned around and went downstairs.
Jiang Xiaoyan closed the door, her smile vanished, and she went to the bedside to find Duoduo lying next to her, hitting him with her hands and calling out, "Stinky poop, stinky poop!"
"I'll just drink you to death, just like before." Jiang Xiaoyan looked at him, and memories from the past surfaced in her mind, making her even angrier. She raised her hand and slapped him twice on the thigh.
"You dare hit me?" Lu Feng sneered.
"Oh ho, you didn't drink any numbness? You know what pain is, huh?"
Lu Feng felt dizzy and disoriented. One bottle of baijiu and five bottles of beer were his limit. His memories were in disarray, and his past and present lives kept flashing before his eyes.
He felt like he had gone back ten years, when he had just started his business and lost money, making it impossible to make ends meet. His girlfriend, with whom he had once made vows of eternal love, broke up with him because she wanted to get a new phone.
This incident greatly affected him. He had naively believed that as long as two people were together, any difficulty would be a small problem. But how many women in this world are willing to go through thick and thin with you?
"So you think I'm broke? So you think I'm poor? You wait, when I'm rich... I'll find..."
Jiang Xiaoyan was wiping his face with a towel when she heard this, and her hand froze on the spot. She looked at him and said, "What did you say? You have to speak from the heart. When have I ever thought you were poor? You just couldn't hold back the truth after having a few drinks. What are you looking for?"
"I...I'm looking for...I'm looking for a pretty one!"
Jiang Xiaoyan angrily threw the towel into the basin and kicked it several times, knocking Lu Feng off the bed. She then covered her face and cried.
At eight o'clock the next morning, Lu Feng woke up to find himself lying on the ground. He got up and said, "Why am I sleeping on the ground?"
"I'm already being lenient by not throwing you downstairs," Jiang Xiaoyan said, pulling back the curtains. "People say that people speak the truth when they're drunk, is that true?"
Lu Feng slapped his forehead, remembering what he had said last night, and laughed awkwardly, "No, you can't take drunken words seriously, can you?"
"You're pretty good, aren't you? Go find a pretty one, you have the ability now."
"I was wrong. There's no one prettier than you." As Lu Feng spoke, he wrapped his arms around her slender waist from behind, feeling a touch of emotion. Perhaps the most important thing for him in this life was having a woman who genuinely stayed by his side.
"Don't even try!"
While Lu Feng was busy changing clothes, he was also coaxing Jiang Xiaoyan. He would occasionally make small gestures that made the two of them very anxious. Duo Duo was like a loyal guard, watching with wide eyes. If anything seemed amiss, she would shout, "Don't bully Mommy!"
After breakfast, Lu Feng squatted down and kissed Duo Duo, saying earnestly, "When Daddy earns money, I'll definitely send you to kindergarten, I swear!"
"She's only a few years old and she's already in school?" Jiang Xiaoyan saw right through Lu Feng's thoughts, rolled her eyes at him, and said, "Aren't you busy? You still have time to think about other things!"
Lu Feng stood up, hugged her, gave her a big kiss, and then took his bag and went downstairs.
What happened at last night's dinner party has spread throughout the local business community. Now everyone is waiting to see what happens. According to General Manager Huang, Lu Feng's turnaround is a case of a salted fish turning into a fish. Whether he can turn things around or not depends on his own abilities.
When Lu Feng arrived at the factory, the product design and packaging from yesterday had already been completed, and the first batch had been produced. The price was lower than that of Wanyuan, and the profits were also given to the end-users.
On the desk, there was a brightly colored plastic sign with the words "Jiamei, born for children's health" written in large characters. The word "health" was highlighted in green, making it very eye-catching.
Gao Zhiwei flipped through the labels and read the following line: "This product has won international safety certification and is a national 5A-level children's food product. Isn't this just a scam?"
"This is called marketing. If you don't understand, don't talk," Lu Feng said, waving his hand.
“I took a stroll around a few small shops this morning, and Wanyuan’s products were all displayed in front. The wholesale market is also making a big push. Even if you manage to squeeze in, you’ll be fighting tooth and nail.”
“Then I’ll squeeze in too.” Lu Feng put away the sign and said, “Let’s go to the market. Mr. Gao, you come with me.”
Gao Zhiwei, curious to see what tricks he had up his sleeve, sat down in the back seat with a large pile of products and asked, "What are you planning to do? Trick those convenience store owners into putting your products at the front?"
"Then I can fool them, I'll just give them a profit. If they make more money, they'll naturally help me."
Lu Feng rode his motorcycle to the convenience store opposite the city's No. 1 Middle School. The students were in class, so there weren't many people there. The owner was sitting there reading a newspaper, and the headline was about Lu Feng.
"Hello, boss," Lu Feng greeted.
The shopkeeper looked up, glanced at the newspaper, and looked back and forth two or three times before exclaiming in surprise, "You're the person in the newspaper, aren't you?"
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