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Chapter 59 The Last Moment

The market is the most fair teacher, and it will not favor anyone. Jiamei’s food has begun to sweep the market, and the profits are huge. Some people have become second-hand dealers, selling to other empty markets to earn the difference.

Ren Qianbo's report on the local economic daily put an end to the battle between Jiamei and Wanyuan. Today's market was turbulent and just woke up everyone. Everything is not over, and the undercurrent is surging.

Gao Zhiwei went on a business trip to the next city, and planned to supply the goods as a general agent, so that the local snakes could promote them. Lu Feng arrived at the factory on time at six o'clock every morning, and everyone was as busy as a spinning top.

The staff of the whole factory was sharpened, and another [-] to [-] people were recruited. Everything was carried out in an orderly manner. In less than a week, the overwhelming Jiamei food could be seen at any canteen.

Competition among children for combat effectiveness, collecting cards for gifts has become a trend in schools, and Ren Qianbo's Wanyuan food suffered heavy losses.

As the market share declined, Ren Qianbo had no choice but to sell all his profits to terminal retailers. As losses began, a large number of goods were distributed to occupy the market, and newspapers, media, and TV advertisements were carried out, and mutual accusations and attacks continued.

Losing more than [-] yuan a day, this figure is unimaginable for a food factory with [-] employees. Now the competition is to see who has the most funds, who is madly giving up profits to the market, a complete money-sprinkling operation.

Ren Qianbo cut off Lu Feng's canned food business and made more than [-] yuan. In less than a week, he lost all of it, and the funds in his account became less and less.

He has two choices. First, admit defeat, pay the employees wages, sell the factory, and he can continue to live a prosperous life. Second, refuse to admit defeat, continue to burn money, and put his savings into it. , This is a bottomless pit, and it is also the reason why many businessmen jump off the building as soon as the company closes down.

Business is another kind of gambling, betting on tomorrow, betting on hope, and betting on making a lot of money through this wave.

Just like what a boss surnamed Ma said many years later, today is cruel, tomorrow will be even crueler, and the day after tomorrow will be beautiful, but most people will die tomorrow night.

Mr. Huang has been busy for a while, and the state-owned enterprises have many meetings. After he finished his work, he watched the fierce battle with great interest. When he saw Ren Qianbo put his savings into it, he wanted to fight Lu Feng. By then, Mr. Huang had already seen the end.

There are countless people behind Lu Feng. If he can raise one million illegally, he can raise ten million, or even one hundred million.

Ren Qianbo is not comparing money with Lu Feng, but with the people of the whole country. There is no other choice but to lose.

Mr. Huang sighed, leaned back on the chair, looked out the window, and found that snowflakes were falling, and sighed inwardly, the snow fell a little early this year.

"Snowing!"

Datou stood in the corridor and knocked on the glass of Lu Feng's office, a smile appeared on his honest face, as if the snow had made him very happy, yes, this period of time was too depressing, the first thing he did when he came home every day was to sleep .

Lu Feng looked at the month plate on the desk. It was November [-]th. He had very long hair and a long beard. His eyes were filled with exhaustion. He wore a coat and looked like an old factory manager.

Now everyone in the factory is scared when they see him. Lu Feng raised his head and said, "Are you free to do something? Why don't you stay at night to supervise the production?"

The big head left in a daze.

The money on the table was gone, Lu Feng opened the cabinet on the desk, it was almost empty, more than one million yuan was almost burned, and the rebates for those who invested, now there is less than [-] yuan left.

"Nineteen more days, it's time to rebate again." Lu Feng looked at the sparse snowflakes outside the window, feeling a little worried. If Ren Qianbo resisted for another month, there would be a thunderstorm.

"Can you bear it? The market can't accommodate you anymore, so what's the point of using money to subsidize it? Your era is over, and I should control the era next."

"You are just a door-to-door son-in-law, relying on the power of your father-in-law, monopolizing the market, without competition, and living comfortably. You said that you spent a million or so, and spent all your pension money?"

"Don't resist, I don't want Datou to be sentenced to life imprisonment, or my conscience will be disturbed for the rest of my life."

Lu Feng stood at the door with a cigarette burning in his hand. As the saying goes, when there is an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent. If Ren Qianbo continues to struggle, there will be an avalanche! ! !
Wanyuan Food Factory has grown from [-] employees at its peak to less than [-] people now, and it only took [-] days!

Ren Qianbo was thin and thin, with sunken eye sockets. He was a different person from a month ago. The table in front of him was covered with newspapers and various file folders. His fingers were yellowed by smoke. I don't know how much he smoked.

"Mr. Ren, there are too many backlogs, and we can't get out of the retail market. Our new products are not as salesable as Camry's. The most important thing is that we really can't burn the money."

Ren Qianbo sold the house and the car. In one month, he burned [-] million, turning him from a millionaire into a poor man.

"Where did he get so much money?"

Ren Qianbo patted the table angrily. In the past month, he had asked this sentence countless times, but no one answered him.

Give up?
He was not reconciled, and sat on the seat and cried like a child.

"Why don't you give him a call and negotiate, and the two of us will divide the market." Liu Biao suggested.

Half a month ago, when Ren Qianbo hadn't sold his house or car, he had already called, and even cried on the phone, but in exchange for Lu Feng's cold words, business doesn't believe in tears.

After a while, Ren Qianbo stopped his tears and said, "Let me borrow some."

During this month, not to mention the business world, even ordinary people watched the excitement. Every hawker knew that selling Wanyuan and Camry products made more money than selling anything else. I don’t know how many people got rich because of it.

The main thing is to sell Camry, which is very easy to sell. The local market is fierce and the profit is low, so they are pulled to the next city, and some people even spread across several cities to help Camry promote its products.

At the beginning, Lu Feng located the three surrounding cities. With Gao Zhiwei's busy promotion, within a week, he found that seven or eight cities had their products, and the Erdao dealers delivered the products there.

When Gao Zhiwei told Lu Feng about this matter, the expression on his face was indescribably wonderful. With such popularity, he only thought of one product, Wahaha. When Wahaha was launched, it had this effect.

Lu Feng flipped through the ledger, thinking silently in his heart, the phone rang, and he answered, "Who is it?"

"Brother Lu, I'm Mr. Chen, do you remember?" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little emboldened.

"Mr. Chen? Which Mr. Chen?" Lu Feng wondered.

"It's the Hong Leong Group. I had dinner with Mr. Huang of the Iron and Steel Group a few months ago."

Lu Feng remembered that this person hadn't contacted him since the last time he ate. He was leaning towards Ren Qianbo, and said, "Long time no see, what's the matter with Mr. Chen?"

"It's nothing, I just paid attention to the things between you recently, the fight was very fierce, what can't you sit down and talk about, now it's a lose-lose situation, what I mean is, give me face, have dinner together at night, Starting tomorrow, set a profit point, everyone is the same." The old man on the phone said.

"Get out! Stupid!"

After Lu Feng finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

(End of this chapter)