The vast sky was cloudless, the air was damp and cold, and the stars twinkled overhead. Lu Feng looked up at the sky, exhaled a puff of cold air, took a drag of his cigarette, and walked towards his car.
Driving, Lu Feng unknowingly arrived at Jiang Xiaoyan's building. He looked up at the fifth floor; the lights were on inside, and paper-cut decorations were pasted on the windows. Through the glass, Lu Feng saw that Zhang Fengxia was there tonight, so it seemed they planned to spend the New Year together.
Duo Duo's excited shouts reached downstairs. Lu Feng wanted to go up, but he didn't know what kind of identity he should use. Meeting was easy, but some things couldn't be resolved, and meeting would only lead to awkwardness.
After standing downstairs watching for almost half an hour, Lu Feng drove back to the villa, quickly washed up, and went straight to bed and fell asleep.
He woke up late in the day and went to check on the R&D company. Everyone was busy with their own tasks. Lu Feng really didn't understand R&D and couldn't get involved.
After having lunch, his family called again, saying that the New Year was just around the corner and they hoped Lu Feng could come back. Lu Feng refused again. Although spending the New Year alone here was a bit lonely, it was still much more comfortable than going back to deal with all those relatives.
Since he had nothing else to do, Lu Feng briefly sorted out the personnel that the company was currently lacking. After the spring, with the mass production of pagers, the marketing department would need a person in charge. Zhu Lidong would be in charge of home appliances, and another marketing department would need to be developed for communications.
Moreover, the overseas departments also need people now, especially for entering the global market. They need to lay a foundation this year. Relying solely on OEM exports will not earn them much money in their lifetime.
The Spring Festival period is actually a great time to recruit people. Lu Feng pondered whether there were any suitable candidates. He searched his mind for some powerful figures from later generations and suddenly remembered someone.
Yu Chengdong!
The person who later became the head of Huawei's mobile phone division was someone who understood both technology and the market. With proper training, he could have become the head of the marketing department of a telecommunications company.
With someone in mind, Lu Feng sat there thinking for a while. He should have already joined Huawei by now, so it didn't seem appropriate to poach him.
Lu Feng didn't care about anything else, whether it was appropriate or not, since they were all family.
He picked up the phone on the table and called the head of the group's purchasing department. As the person in charge of supply chain support, he must know people at Huawei.
The purchasing department head, who was celebrating the Chinese New Year at home, was startled when he received a call from Lu Feng, thinking that he would not be able to celebrate the New Year. He hurriedly asked, "Mr. Lu, what can I do for you?"
"Happy Chinese New Year! I'm free, but I have something to ask you. Do you know anyone at Huawei?" Lu Feng asked.
"I know it, the one in Shenzhen, right? The owner's surname is... um... Ren!" The person on the other end of the phone searched their memory.
"Yes, yes, yes, can you help me find someone named Yu Chengdong? He graduated from Tsinghua University. Give me his contact information," Lu Feng instructed.
"Okay, I'll make a few calls and ask."
After hanging up the phone, Lu Feng stood up and stretched. He still felt a little guilty about the people who poached Huawei. While feeling guilty, he instructed someone to prepare some pastry gift boxes. After finding out the address, he would go and visit them directly. He secretly pondered how to persuade them not to go to work after the New Year.
Half an hour later, the call came back. The person on the other end said, "Mr. Lu, he doesn't have a phone at home, but I got his address."
"Then give me your address."
After getting the address, Lu Feng carried two boxes of pastries downstairs, drove straight to his destination.
The streets were bustling with activity today. Lu Feng's car was blocked by a Yangko dance troupe on one street, so he had to park on the shoulder and wait.
The Yangko dance troupe, adorned in red and green, swayed and danced, accompanied by an even larger crowd of onlookers. Two people carried a large drum, banging it loudly, creating a lively and festive scene.
The scene was somewhat crowded. Lu Feng got out of the car and stood to the side watching.
Along with the Yangko dance troupe came a foreigner, wearing a black wool coat and a scarf around his neck. He was taking pictures of the troupe with a camera, backing away as he took photos, muttering, "Traditional culture! Traditional culture!"
Behind Lu Feng was a young man in his twenties riding a Jialing motorcycle. The Yangko dance team had pushed him onto the shoulder of the road. He was slowly inching forward with his legs supporting him on the motorcycle, repeatedly saying, "Excuse me, please make way!"
The young man silently pushed off the ground with his two legs to move forward. He saw the legs around him scrambling to make way. The wheels rolled forward, and suddenly there was a pair of legs in front of him that didn't move. He instinctively twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle suddenly gained momentum and crashed into them!
"Make way!! Make way!"
Lu Feng heard someone shout behind him and turned around in fright. A motorcycle was already pressing against his backside. There was no time to dodge. Afraid that the motorcycle wheel would run over his legs, he subconsciously spread his legs and was half-sitting on the Jialing motorcycle as it was pushed forward.
The out-of-control motorcycle quickly caused a commotion among the crowd, which swiftly cleared a space. However, the foreigner who was taking pictures was still taking pictures with his back to Lu Feng, even though he was holding a camera!
"Make way! Make way!" Lu Feng shouted. He wanted to jump off, but he was afraid of being run over by the motorcycle. He grabbed the motorcycle basket with both hands to support his upper body, and pedaled hard with both feet as the motorcycle propelled him.
The foreigner turned around and saw Lu Feng, but it was too late. The next second, he crashed into him, causing him to fall over. Fortunately, the car was not going fast, so he was not seriously injured.
"I already told you to move aside, why are you just standing there?" The young man, whose arm was scraped, picked up his motorcycle and said, "It's not my fault, I told you to move aside."
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