"They really insulted you!" Gao Zhiwei said urgently when he saw Lu Feng's indifference, "They said you don't even know anything about football."
"That's an accent from the island, you're clearly insulting me." Lu Feng said irritably, "I know you're having a hard time, but you can't just drag me out every time you encounter difficulties. What will you do in the future? Will I be your strategist every day?"
"No, those people learned the local dialect to curse you. It really was them. You don't suspect that I didn't even contact the heads of those companies. You're just making things up about me to boost my own performance and keep my position as general manager, do you?" Gao Zhiwei said, his eyes wide.
“Yeah, isn’t that right?” Lu Feng said matter-of-factly, “You’ve been by my side for so long, and you can’t even learn such a simple trick. You’ve never been my general manager.”
Gao Zhiwei was furious. He was doing it for the company, but in Lu Feng's eyes, he was only thinking about himself.
"I swear to God!" Gao Zhiwei said, raising three fingers.
“You’re wearing a lamp on your head!” Lu Feng shook his head and said, “Fine, I believe you. I lied to you here, and now I’ll let you lie to me once. They actually cursed at me. Ugh, I’m so angry.”
Gao Zhiwei:............
“If that’s what you’re saying, then I’ll give your contact information to those people,” Gao Zhiwei said.
"Whatever you want!" Lu Feng said, stuffing the rice noodle roll into his mouth.
With Lu Feng's words, Gao Zhiwei felt relieved. Judging from those people's words, Lu Feng couldn't possibly not be angry. Once Lu Feng got angry, it was unpredictable what would happen in the food industry.
After the meal, Lu Feng packed a portion for Jiang Xiaoyan and Duoduo to take home. The family of three finished their meal and then took a car to the county.
Gao Zhiwei returned to the factory area, looked at those phone numbers, sat down at his desk, took a deep breath, and said, "I'm sorry, President Lu!"
I first called Mr. Zhou from Uni-President.
"I am Gao Zhiwei from Jiaming Foods," Gao Zhiwei said in a deep voice.
"Why is Mr. Gao calling me? Is your big move about to begin? Stop calling, just tell me what you're up to," Mr. Zhou said dismissively.
"No, I've already met with President Lu. His exact words were: 'Who the hell do you think you are? You're just a tiny factory trying to jump around in front of me. I'm busy celebrating the New Year right now, I don't have time to deal with you bunch of trash. If you really mess with me, believe me, you won't have a share in the mainland market, and you won't have a share in the entire Southeast Asia. I'll wipe you all out.'"
Gao Zhiwei finished speaking in one breath: "I'm just conveying President Lu's message. If you have any questions, please contact President Lu. This is his pager number."
The person on the other end of the phone was stunned by the insults. When they realized what was happening, they became furious and immediately wrote down Lu Feng's pager number. They had never seen such an arrogant person before.
Gao Zhiwei made one phone call after another, basically calling all of his competitors.
At nine o'clock in the morning, hundreds of people had already gathered on the road next to the two-story villa. The weather was not very warm, and some people lit a bonfire and chatted with each other.
"There's a car!"
"They're back! They're back!"
"Quickly set off firecrackers and firecrackers!"
Firecrackers crackled and popped as four cars drove in. Everyone rushed forward to greet them: Lu Feng's parents, Jiang Xiaoyan's parents, Jiang Xiaohong and her husband, and a whole bunch of other relatives.
The car was already surrounded by people when it was still 200 meters away from the entrance.
"Xiaoyan is getting more and more beautiful and has a better temperament."
"He's President Jiang now."
"Big cities are great; it's warm there all year round, and the weather is so good for your health."
"This child is so beautiful, like a porcelain doll, as if he stepped out of a New Year's painting."
"Child, do you recognize me? I'm your great-aunt's cousin!"
"Lu Feng, Happy New Year! You look more handsome and energetic!"
"How busy have you been this year?"
"His outfit, all bright and colorful, looks really good. Unlike your second brother, who's dressed in all sorts of bright and colorful clothes and looks like a hooligan."
As soon as Lu Feng got out of the car, he was surrounded by a noisy crowd that gave him a headache. People kept asking him if he remembered them, saying things like, "This person hugged me when I was little," or "That person gave me candy when I was little."
"Happy Chinese New Year, everyone!" Lu Feng said to the crowd.
“Come on, kowtow to your uncle,” a woman in her fifties called out to someone nearby.
"No need, no need. It's not appropriate to kowtow upon meeting someone, is it?"
A young man of about seventeen or eighteen knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly. Lu Feng hurriedly took a red envelope from Jiang Xiaoyan and handed it to her, saying, "Happy New Year, here's a red envelope for you!"
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