Gao Zhiwei also works in the market and often attends various drinking parties. Unlike Lu Feng, they stay in touch as long as there is potential for cooperation, even if they are no longer in the same industry.
Lu Feng is different. Once he sets his sights on someone, he will squeeze every last drop of benefit out of that person and then discard them.
It would be a lie to say that Gao Zhiwei wasn't afraid of having such a boss. Sometimes he was especially afraid that one day he would become useless to Lu Feng.
“I’ll be early tomorrow and unload the goods in the warehouse first. Production efficiency has been so-so these past few days. I’ll talk to Han Dong and tell those who are just coasting to get out of here. If we can’t keep up, we’ll hire more people.” Lu Feng threw his cigarette butt into the wind and looked at Gao Zhiwei, saying, “We only have one month. You’ll have to worry about things in the market.”
Don't worry!
"Let's go, I'll ride slowly, it's a bit cold!" Lu Feng hopped on his motorcycle, twisted the throttle, and sped off towards the factory.
The next morning, just as dawn broke, Lu Feng tiptoed and dressed, careful not to disturb Jiang Xiaoyan.
When they arrived at the factory, a large truck was already parked at the gate. The gate opened, and Gao Zhiwei waved to the driver. Lu Feng followed closely behind on his motorcycle, saying, "You're up pretty early."
"I didn't sleep well last night. Now is a critical moment. I was thinking, what if we can't take down Wanyuan? What should we do?" Gao Zhiwei said with some worry, rubbing his hands together in the cold. "We can't just sell out Datou, can we?"
"Just Ren Qianbo." Lu Feng twisted the accelerator, entered the factory, and said no more.
With the order signed, the cost of raw materials, which used to be 2,000 yuan per day, has increased to 50,000 yuan today. These raw materials, when processed into products, are enough to supply the three surrounding cities for one day.
Half an hour later, the workers came to work. When they saw such a large truckload of raw materials, they kept muttering to themselves. Han Dong was also stunned. He and Da Tou had been very pessimistic these past few days, feeling that the factory was failing and that this period was just a matter of prolonging its existence. According to Da Tou, there were only a few dollars left in the account.
Lu Feng always paid for his own supplies every day, but today he suddenly received so many goods?
"Unload the goods first!" Lu Feng called out to the group.
"Factory manager, where are we going to get the money to buy goods?" Han Dong ran up to Lu Feng and asked.
"Han Dong, I was broke to begin with, but last night I dreamt of the God of Wealth, a female Goddess of Wealth. She had a great figure, with a curvy bust and a very sexy outfit. She took a liking to me, and she would give me money as long as I spent time with her. Well, I'm broke today." Lu Feng finished speaking and raised his eyebrows.
Han Dong was filled with questions, and after listening, he blurted out, "Are you kidding me?"
"Stop talking nonsense and get people unloading the goods." As Lu Feng spoke, he saw that President Zuo had arrived and walked over.
"Boss Lu, you're up early. You've almost emptied my warehouse this time. With such a big truckload every day, Wanyuan is going to run out of supplies."
"With such a large business, you're joking if you can't supply this little bit of goods," Lu Feng said. "Come in, come in, I'll settle the bill for you."
Upon entering the office, Mr. Zuo was surprised to see a large pile of money on his desk. He exclaimed, "Why is it on the desk? Even if the safe is full, you should at least put it in a cabinet!"
"Those two drawers on the desk are crammed full. The 50,000 you promised yesterday, plus the 50,000 for today's delivery, right?" Lu Feng picked out two large bundles from the pile of money and handed them over, saying, "Exactly 100,000. Do you want to count it?"
President Zuo's total assets far exceeded this amount of money, but he was still shocked by the extravagant scene before him. Lu Feng sat on his desk like a nouveau riche, with hundreds of thousands of dollars piled up next to him.
"Mr. Lu, to be honest, I'm envious." Zuo Weimin stared intently at the money and sighed, "Sure enough, the most profitable things are all written into the criminal law. I'm leaving now, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to resist robbing you."
Lu Feng laughed and saw Zuo Weimin out.
After having breakfast in the small canteen, it got colder today than yesterday, almost reaching zero degrees Celsius. Gao Zhiwei lit a stove in his dormitory. Lu Feng said while eating, "Let's go to President Gao's dormitory for a meeting after we finish eating."
Da Tou looked at Lu Feng and said, "Brother Feng, I feel like you've been hiding a lot of things from me lately."
"I'll give you an explanation, don't worry!"
The dormitory was warm and cozy. After adding a few pieces of charcoal to the stove, Lu Feng sat down in a chair, glanced at everyone, and said, "The factory has been established for almost twenty days. In these twenty days, we have experienced many ups and downs. Now we have reached a critical moment. Whether we stand at the forefront and become a trendsetter, or just pass by like a shooting star, depends on this moment."
"Brother Feng, we're out of money," Da Tou whispered.
“There’s plenty of money. I’ve seen it these past few days; all sorts of messy rumors are circulating in the factory. Starting today, everyone must be on time in the production area, and smoking is prohibited. Anyone who doesn’t listen will be fired.” Lu Feng stared at Han Dong and said in a deep voice, “If you can’t manage this, I’ll fire you.”
Upon hearing this, Han Dong immediately became serious and said, "President Lu, don't worry, I can definitely handle it."
"Focus on production and increase efficiency. If you're short-staffed, hire more. You're using 50,000 yuan worth of raw materials every day. If you can't produce that much, I'm asking you a question." Lu Feng pointed at Han Dong and said, "You've had several supervisors under you for a while now. Have you straightened things out? If you make any more mistakes, you're fired, understand?"
"Know!"
"There's also the sales problem." Lu Feng looked at Gao Zhiwei and said seriously, "We need to push the market hard. Don't tell me about any methods. The only thing I can give you is to reduce your profits to zero. I won't make any money. As for how you promote it, that's your business. In the three cities, if Director Wang, who is in charge of the warehouse, tells me that the goods can't be stored properly, then you can get out of here."
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