"Yes, yes, I was wrong before. Come to the company tomorrow and I'll make arrangements for you. How is my wife now? Is it serious?" Li Zhiqi asked with concern.
"That's great, you'll be discharged tomorrow. Let me tell you, this girl Xiaoya can contact President Lu anytime. He can get you up with one word and take you down with another, understand? These phone calls are quite expensive. I'm not talking to you anymore, think about it yourself!" Wang Huimei hung up the phone after saying that.
Li Zhiqi put down the phone, feeling somewhat displeased. Now she was the one controlling him. He was not one to be controlled. After thinking it over, he realized that the key lay with his sister-in-law. If he could win her over, wouldn't he be bypassing his mother-in-law as the middleman?
Wang Huimei returned to the ward and sat there chatting with her eldest daughter. She thought that Xiaoya was not bad looking and that President Lu was quite young. She was thinking of letting Xiaoya slowly get close to Lu Feng and secretly become his mistress. Wouldn't that make her have absolute power in Jiafeng Group?
“He has a wife, and besides, she’s at school, where would she get to meet him?” the eldest daughter muttered.
"Are you stupid? His child is in the Little Duck class, right? Just say you're tutoring his child, and it'll be settled in no time, won't it? Talk to her about this tomorrow, and make sure she takes the initiative." Wang Huimei secretly plotted in her mind.
This night was destined to be one of turmoil. The migrant workers in the shed couldn't sleep. If they didn't get their wages, how would they go home? Li Zhiqi tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, trying to recall what Xiaoya liked and how to tie the two of them together. Meanwhile, Wang Huimei was dreaming of going to the factory to find a job. With Li Zhiqi's connections, she could get a lot of money.
The next morning, Lu Feng sat in the restaurant eating breakfast, looking at the morning newspaper in his hand. Almost a year had passed, and the country's various economic forecasts were being released to the outside world. The estimated GDP growth rate for the whole year was 30% (the actual rate was 36%), with 450 million kilograms of grain and 1.33 million vehicles produced (including motorcycles and all motor vehicles).
Lu Feng was quite shocked when he saw these projected figures, especially the GDP growth rate, which really startled him. However, considering that bank deposit interest rates are now as high as 10% or more, a growth rate of 30% is not surprising.
If calculated in terms of purchasing power, Lu Feng's nearly 100 million yuan in 1990 was equivalent to 200 million yuan at the end of 1994. It was a crazy era, with wages skyrocketing and prices soaring.
After reviewing the various data, it was found that the light industry had the fastest growth rate, with the prices of products such as home appliances, bicycles, and shoes and hats having been halved compared to a few years ago.
Starting in 1995, China tightened savings interest rates, and the economy finally stabilized. After experiencing the panic caused by the older brother in the previous years, it gradually became more and more stable, and the economy began to solidify.
I looked through some important newspapers and read some important speeches. They still emphasized the importance of light industry, promoting heavy industry by state-owned enterprises, attracting foreign investment, and prioritizing the economy over everything else. At the same time, they stressed the need to strictly implement the family planning policy.
"Money is like paper. Back then, people with ten thousand yuan were common in the city, but now they're everywhere." Lu Feng sighed and tossed the newspaper aside to eat. So no matter what era you're in, you have to work hard to make money, otherwise currency devaluation will turn you into a pauper.
After having breakfast, around 8 a.m., Lu Feng changed his clothes and went downstairs to resolve the matter here as soon as possible, as he needed to get back before the board meeting.
He had made up his mind to thoroughly clean up this rotten meat in the new factory area and conduct a comprehensive investigation at the beginning of the year. Money was already tight, and there were so many corrupt officials under him. If he didn't take them down, Lu Feng would really be letting down himself who had been making money outside.
Around 7 a.m., three bulldozers drove into the construction site. Li Zhiqi drove up to the workers' shed, looking tired, clearly having not slept well the night before.
"Boss, should we demolish it?"
"Tear it down! Get them out of here and tell them to come out if they don't want to die!" Li Zhiqi lit a cigarette; the morning air was a bit chilly, and he breathed out warm air.
"Damn it, get them out of here!"
One by one, a bunch of thugs rushed to the door, and without saying a word, they kicked the door open. It was a makeshift house, and they kicked the door right out.
"Get out here, you guys! We're about to demolish this place. If you don't want to die, stay asleep in there!"
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