Return To 1990

Lu Feng was already approaching the door, but he still hadn't seen Zhao Buhuan chasing after him. He sighed inwardly. The research and evaluation he worked so hard to do seemed to be useless.

Or go to the glass factory in other places to see it.

Just as he was about to turn around to retrieve the folder, seeing Zhao Buhuan running all the way, Lu Feng was stunned for a moment, then quickly entered the state and walked back.

"Mr. Zhao, I was just looking for you, but my folder is with you." Lu Feng said.

Zhao Buhuan ran to the front, the whole person was panting, and said, "Mr. Lu, I sent it to you, I think we can talk more!"

"There's no need for that. My factory is very small. Your bid is far from my price." Lu Feng pondered for a while and said, "The main thing is that I can't control the supplier's price, understand?"

"It's okay, what's your price?" Zhao Buhuan reached out and grabbed Lu Feng's shoulder, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

"A penny, even if you give me this price, it won't work, it's a monthly payment!"

"No problem, the monthly settlement is the monthly settlement, sign the contract now!" Zhao Buhuan was very refreshing.

A stone in Lu Feng's heart finally fell to the ground, otherwise he would have to deceive other glass factories, and he thought about it: "Then I would like to thank Mr. Zhao for his love. When I go to the head office for a meeting, I will definitely mention your company. "

"Mr. Lu, you're welcome, sign the contract now!"

Half an hour later, Datou had been waiting impatiently, and when he saw Lu Feng finally come out, his face was full of smiles.

"Brother Feng, why did you come out?"

"It's done." Lu Feng turned his head and glanced at the factory, and hurriedly said, "Let's go quickly, don't let people see us riding a broken two-eight car."

"Brother Feng, my mother told me that the poor have to have a backbone. As long as the 28th car is his own, he should hold his head up high..."

"I see, your mother is right, let's go!" Lu Feng hurriedly sat on the beam and urged.

Now everything is ready. Lu Feng's efforts these days have not been in vain, and he will be able to produce tomorrow. He knows that he must start production as soon as possible to make money, otherwise once this scam is broken, he will really have nothing.

In the past few days, Lu Feng has been dancing on the tip of the knife. Even now, he has only maintained a delicate balance, taking advantage of the poor flow of information in this era.

If you have the Internet and a mobile phone, just make a few phone calls, and Lu Feng's scam will be exposed.

"Brother Feng, what are we going to do now?"

"Go to the talent market!"

As the sun went down, Datou rode the 28 chariot to the talent market crookedly. On the road, Datou said, "Brother Feng, I won't be able to ride out in a few days."

"Why?"

"My land is about to be hoeed for the second time, so I'm busy."

Lu Feng doesn't know where Datou's fate will go, but he can predict the same. During this period of time, he is very simple and honest. In fact, he is very clear about Lu Feng's behavior.

But what Lu Feng asked him to do, he did what he did. In the last life, Lu Feng had been in business for many years. He had seen too many smart people, but those smart people were always thinking about how to snatch other people's money. .

"Big head, do you like farming?"

"I don't like it. I'm tired and sunburned. I also want to go to the city to work, but my parents said that I will be deceived. Farming in the village is the best choice."

"Do you believe in fate?" Lu Feng turned his head and glanced at it and said, "Brother, my canning workshop is about to run. You can help my brother, okay? If you make money, my brother will give you 30 per month. dollars."

"Thank you, Brother Feng, I don't think Brother Feng is an ordinary person. He will definitely be rich in the future."

Lu Feng laughed, and he would even praise people.

The talent market is surging, the people here are very messy, and there are no college students at all. Today's college students are scarce, and they are sold out by major companies before they graduate.

More are people who come to the city to work and engage in manual labor!

"Boss, do you want someone? Move goods and make coolies!"

"boss,

Build walls and run water? "

"Boss, you can clean up the house, babysit, and cook."

Maybe it was because Lu Feng was well-dressed, and people kept asking. After inquiring for a while, he found out about the market situation. The people on the assembly line cost tens of dollars a month.

"The cannery needs ten people, with a salary of 30 yuan, a few men, a few women, quick hands and feet, not the elderly!" Lu Feng shouted a few words around.

The salary of 30 yuan is not high. Those who do hard work can get 40 to 60 yuan a month, and 30 yuan can't support their family. There are many people who look at Lu Feng, but not many people come here. many.

"When is the boss going to work?" a woman in her thirties asked.

"The salary will be counted from tomorrow."

One after another, people started asking questions. Lu Feng remembered the names, but they were all women. Men were needed to cook canned food and move goods. Just a few men asked, and the salary was being negotiated. Suddenly someone shouted not far away: "Canned food. Factory, moving goods, cooking cans, 50 yuan a month salary!"

The men who talked to Lu Feng about salary turned around and left.

"Brother Feng, they pay fifty yuan!" Datou said aside.

Lu Feng looked up. He was a man in his forties. He was wearing a wide suit with a BB machine around his waist. He was very arrogant.

It seems that many people have been eyeing the canned food business, and we can only hope that the market competition will not be so fierce.

"We can also pay fifty dollars!"

"Can you afford it? Brother Feng, didn't you say that your dad didn't give you money?"

"It's not that the salary is paid on the spot, it will be paid next month, let alone fifty yuan, one hundred and fifty yuan can be promised." Lu Feng said with a blank expression.

The big head reacted and said, "Brother Feng, aren't you lying? If you can't pay the salary, you will feel uncomfortable in conscience."

Lu Feng smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Your brother Feng is a businessman. Businessmen don't care about conscience, but merchants care about interests."

Datou nodded and didn't say much, but at that moment, he was sure that the current brother Feng was completely different from the brother Feng he knew before.

The middle-aged man on the opposite side recruited more than a dozen people before Lu Feng started recruiting, and the man had already recruited five men.

"Brother, you open a cannery!" a man came over and asked.

Lu Feng turned his head and glanced, nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Who pulls the goods for you? I sell canned food." The man introduced: "My name is Zhou Hao, and I mainly sell to canteens, supply and marketing cooperatives, and the village."

"Hello, hello!" Lu Feng was still thinking about producing canned food and finding someone to sell it, but he didn't expect that he would come to the door and said, "There is no one to pull the goods yet, so are you alone?"

"I have a bunch of brothers. What's the price?"

"Tomorrow, go to my place to talk. It's easy to talk." Lu Feng told him the address, and by the way, asked the workers to arrive on time tomorrow morning.

After leaving the talent market, Datou had to go home. Lu Feng asked him to pass by Sun Longbin's village and told him that he would bring two carts of fruit tomorrow.

On the way home, Lu Feng felt a little emotional. It was really inconvenient to not have a mobile phone, so he had to ask someone to tell him. He passed the vegetable market and bought some vegetables and half a catty of pork, and walked home. ?

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