At Jiaming Foods, tens of thousands of workers across nine factories were in high spirits, some even unfurling banners proclaiming their determination to win the year-end battle and seize market dominance.
It was almost noon when Lu Feng stood up to go eat, just as the phone on the table rang.
"Hello, who is this?" Lu Feng answered the phone.
"Hey, why aren't you cursing anymore, you idiot? You've calmed down today? If you're not cursing, I'll fucking curse you! Where's your product? Where's your marketing? Where's your scare tactics? Where's your so-called CEO Lu? Bring him out here! Is he just sitting at home burning incense and making offerings during the New Year?" The cursing started on the other end of the phone.
"I am Lu Feng. I didn't want to get involved with you. You guys are the same; you have no self-control. You lose your temper after being scolded a few times. Now that I've come out of seclusion, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Lu Feng said in a deep voice.
"Ruthless? Even if you were Sun Wukong, you wouldn't be able to bring the dead back to life. Let me tell you, it's a sure thing that Jiaming Foods will lose more than 10% of its market share this year."
"Really? We'll see. Also, stop yelling. I don't want to yell during the New Year. If I upset you so much that you end up in the hospital, your family will worry. That's all, I'm going to eat." Lu Feng hung up the phone after saying that.
On the other end of the phone sat a man in his thirties or forties. Hearing the other person hang up, he slammed his fist on the table in anger. He had never seen anyone like this before. Unable to win in the market, he brought out some young punk to scare him and even called to curse at him.
"What the hell are you pretending for!"
People in the canteen ate quickly, some even standing up to eat, and the whole factory was bustling with activity.
As Lu Feng was eating, Gao Zhiwei jogged in, grabbed two steamed buns, and left. Lu Feng grabbed him and said, "Send two people to buy some firecrackers... Never mind, I'll go myself. You go ahead and do your work."
Gao Zhiwei jogged out.
Triple salaries mean that salary expenses have suddenly increased threefold, which is no small amount. Gao Zhiwei may not have informed the board of directors, but the finance department would not dare not.
Many shareholders already distrusted Gao Zhiwei, and were shocked to receive this news. They hurriedly called the board secretary, some even skipping the formalities and contacting Gao Zhiwei directly. However, Gao Zhiwei was too busy to attend to the matter.
After finishing his meal, Lu Feng leisurely strolled around the factory and visited the production workshop, feeling as if he had returned to his previous state at Jiaming Foods.
After strolling around, I drove out and bought a bunch of firecrackers and fireworks, and set them off in the center of the factory.
At 3 p.m., Jiaming Foods' supporting factory officially produced the first batch of outer packaging. At the same time, all the machines in the nine factories were debugged and raw materials were sufficient, ready for production at any time.
After setting off firecrackers and returning to his office, Lu Feng frowned as the phone on his desk kept ringing. "It's the Lunar New Year, and these people are just asking for trouble."
He answered the phone and said, "Is this never going to end?"
"Hey, Gao Zhiwei, if you don't want to work here, get out of here! Who told you to pay triple wages? Do you know how much extra money that would generate? Our board of directors has decided that you're fired!" the furious voice on the other end of the phone shouted.
"Board of Directors? How come I, as the major shareholder, don't know about it?" Lu Feng retorted.
"Who are you?" The voice on the other end of the phone didn't sound like Gao Zhiwei.
"I am Lu Feng!"
"President Lu, Happy New Year! You don't know, Gao Zhiwei isn't giving his employees a holiday for the Spring Festival. He's doing some kind of Spring Festival market blitz, and he's even giving them triple pay..."
“I gave it up!” Lu Feng said as he sat down. “Why don’t you fire me as a shareholder? I’m not involved in management anymore, but I hope Jiaming Foods does well. This whole thing was my idea.”
“President Lu, you are the founder, so we still need to give you face. Everyone invested to make money, but this is causing huge losses. Don’t you know that employee salaries are the biggest expense right now? Profits plummeted in the second half of last year…”
“I’ll take responsibility for what I’ve done. If I lose money, I’ll sell Jiafeng Electronics to make up for it. How much did you lose? Would 100 million be enough for me?” Lu Feng’s voice was already tinged with displeasure.
"Mr. Lu, what are you saying? Would I take your money? You're a big businessman now. Um... Happy New Year to you too, I forgot to call and wish you a Happy New Year!" The other person was laughing awkwardly.
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