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Chapter 43 Maybe there will be a miracle

The two parties wrote in black and white, not only had to sign, but also had to press fingerprints, in duplicate, which was very formal. After Gao Zhiwei put it away, he said, "Anyway, my future is completely ruined. As you said, follow what I said before. My salary is two hundred and three a month."

"Two hundred and three? Are you robbing?" Da Tou yelled.

Lu Feng gave Datou a look, told him to shut up, and said, "Okay, let's have breakfast together early in the morning, and I'll tell you about the situation in the factory by the way."

From personnel, products, markets, to funds, Lu Feng knows that there is no doubt about employing people, and since he wants to let others do it, he has to tell the whole story.

Along the way, Gao Zhiwei's scalp felt numb. This factory has just started operating, but it has already reached the bankruptcy standard. It is simply a storm.

In the office, Gao Zhiwei looked at the big head. Ever since he knew that he was in charge of finances, he had been staring at him, as if he had seen a ghost.

"What do you see me doing?" The big head was a little annoyed at being seen.

"How much money is in the account for such a big factory?" Gao Zhiwei asked in disbelief.

The big head took out the account book, and said seriously: "There is still [-] yuan and [-] cents!"

"Opening up a market requires advertising, and it costs money. Besides, what about employee salaries?"

"There are still [-] days left for employees to pay their salaries, don't worry!" Lu Feng said calmly.

"Where are the raw materials? Are they all in arrears?" Gao Zhiwei felt that he had met a group of gods and men, all of whom were fucking talents, especially this Lu Feng, a talent among talents.

The big head said something, which made Gao Zhiwei feel shocked and weeping ghosts and gods!
"If you can pay on credit, you will owe it. If you don't, let Brother Feng cheat you." The big head looked at Lu Feng with admiration.

"A factory, it doesn't matter what you want, the foreign enemy is tyrannical, and the inside is full of fools!" Gao Zhiwei scratched his head, sighed, and said to Lu Feng with a fist: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'd better go back."

"Don't go, trust me, within two months, you will have everything, and the money will come rushing in." Lu Feng persuaded.

Gao Zhiwei looked at Han Dong and Datou. They seemed to believe in Lu Feng's words. He really admired Lu Feng. He was definitely a master in brainwashing.

In his eyes, a company can basically declare bankruptcy in this situation. However, this situation is not much better than before.

"If I remember correctly, there is a snack company in the local area, and they still have trouble with you."

"Wanyuan Foods is not enough to prove it. It is only worth a few million. It is just a small business. You can stay for two months." Lu Feng said very sincerely: "If I go bankrupt, I will pay you first and buy train ticket."

Gao Zhiwei nodded and agreed. He just wanted to see how this man went bankrupt. He had been waiting for so many days, not less than three or two days.

"Big head, bring yesterday's product over and talk to Mr. Gao about the packaging of this product and the market!" Lu Feng said to the big head.

Wanyuan Foods, in the office, Ren Qianbo looked a little ugly, threw the newspaper on the table, and said angrily: "What do these rubbish newspapers want to write about? How about Lu Feng's factory?"

"The production has started, but the product still hasn't come out. I had a meal with a few of their employees, and all the products they made were our products."

Liu Biao is the general manager of Wanyuan Foods, but his sense of presence is relatively low. Many things are handled by Ren Qianbo himself!

"I don't feel very competitive, so don't care too much."

"The lion is fighting the rabbit with all its strength. Tomorrow, the market profits will be lowered, and the profits will be given to those terminal sales. Don't give him the opportunity to enter the market. He will die in a few days. It doesn't matter what the loss is. How about canned food?"

"It's pretty good. The daily profit is around [-], but the fruit in the village is gone, so we have to stop in these two days. If you use the fruit in the greenhouse, the cost is too high."

"Then stop!" Ren Qianbo waved his hands with a tired face and said, "I'll rest for a while."

Gao Zhiwei looked at the snacks on the table, but didn't see any special features. As for the taste, it was the same, and said, "Just these?"

"Yes, let's start with consumer psychology." Lu Feng brought up yesterday's question again.

"Do you still understand consumer psychology?" Gao Zhiwei was a little surprised.

Lu Feng glanced at him and didn't speak. Gao Zhiwei analyzed for a long time and said: "If you want to go out, you have to compete in a differentiated way, especially in small stores. Children are about ten years old, and they are most prone to impulsive consumption. To be eye-catching, bright colors can make children see at a glance and increase exposure."

Lu Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. One Gao Zhiwei was better than ten big heads and Han Dong, so he didn't have to be so tired anymore.

"go on."

"Stop talking, I have no idea!"

"Wanyuan uses large packaging, but we use small packaging. A few cents in the hands of children is also money. The packaging should be according to Mr. Gao. It should be eye-catching. Children must not only eat delicious food, but also have fun. What's hot recently? For cartoons, get stickers, characters, put them inside, then hold an event, collect as many things as you want, give money, give something!"

Gao Zhiwei became more and more dumbfounded the more he listened. Although he said it plainly, but after he thought about it for a while, he was invincible in terms of packaging, marketing, and playability.

"Is this your idea?" Gao Zhiwei couldn't believe it. He felt that a professional team was needed for such a detailed plan.

No matter how thick-skinned Lu Feng is, he is ashamed to say that this is his own idea. This set of classic processes is not made by a company, but a model that you add a little, I add a little, and finally form.

Lu Feng just casually took over this old-fashioned model after [-] or [-] years. To Gao Zhiwei, it was a surprise.

"You still have some skills. If you do marketing, you feel like you can be a manager or something. Good product marketing doesn't mean you can enter the market. People have a strong control over this kind of terminal market. As long as you donate profits, you can even sell food in the canteen. You can't even get in through the door." Gao Zhiwei ruthlessly attacked.

"I have a lot of ways, don't worry so much, okay?"

"The cartoon characters are copyrighted. If you put them in your product for activities without permission, you will be scolded!" Gao Zhiwei hurriedly said: "I forgot, you are shameless!"

The big head couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "Either you stay here, or if you don't like it, you can go and sit here cynically."

"Big head!" Lu Feng signaled the big head to stop talking.

"I will design the product packaging myself, and then send it to the supplier, and it will be officially produced tomorrow." Lu Feng stood up and said, "Let's go to lunch."

"You know how to design packaging?" Gao Zhiwei was a little surprised.

"A little bit, what's the matter?"

"What degree do you have?"

Lu Feng doesn't know what education he has now. According to this life, he graduated from elementary school and graduated from graduate school in the previous life. If he said that he is a graduate student now, it would be shocking to the world.

"Elementary school!"

Gao Zhiwei took a look at him and said it was all right, a group of people walked towards the cafeteria. In order to save money, Lu Feng opened a small cafeteria to cook for these few people.

Along the way, Gao Zhiwei was a little tangled. This factory seemed to have no future, but Lu Feng was a person who made him unable to figure it out. Knowing a little bit about consumer psychology and so on, this is definitely not an ordinary person!
Lunch was very ordinary, potatoes, vermicelli, cabbage, a little bit of meat, Gao Zhiwei watched Lu Feng eating wildly with a bowl bigger than his face, thinking to himself, maybe there will be a miracle?

(End of this chapter)