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The meal was fast, and Gao Zhiwei found a reason to go home early. As soon as the door was closed, his wife asked, "Didn't you say that Mr. Lu gave you shares? You lied to me?"

"I didn't lie to you, I'll give you the shares. Just listen to what you just said, don't go out and talk nonsense." Gao Zhiwei walked over to the phone.

"You lied to him?"

"Sure, I'll call President Lu now." Gao Zhiwei picked up the phone and wanted to call the factory, but no one answered, so he had to call home.

Lu Feng's family of three just finished eating and watching TV. Lu Feng was half lying on the sofa, with his head resting on Jiang Xiaoyan's thigh, holding Duo Duo in his arms. From time to time, he had to hold her hand to prevent her from pulling his ears or something.

"Jingle Bell."

"Dad, the phone is ringing." Duoduo called.

"It's so late, who is it?" Jiang Xiaoyan muttered, "It's not a relative borrowing money again, right?"

"Give me the phone and I'll slap him for you." Lu Feng turned over and said.

Jiang Xiaoyan took the phone and pressed the speakerphone.

"I'm Lu Feng, who are you? It's so late." Lu Feng said.

"Mr. Lu, it's me, Gao Zhiwei."

"Ah?" Lu Feng was a little surprised, sat up and said, "Why are you calling me so late?"

Gao Zhiwei explained the matter in its entirety, and it seemed that the other party was fully prepared, and instead of reporting it locally, he went to the capital.

Jiang Xiaoyan saw that he was talking about something, with a solemn face, turned off the TV, and went into the room with Duoduo.

After listening to Lu Feng, he took a deep breath. Sure enough, there was no movement for the past two days, so he didn't hold back his farts. Lu Feng thought about it and said, "Tomorrow they will report the report, and you are responsible for explaining it. It happened that everything was arranged. The reporter goes to see, I will call To Qifeng tomorrow and ask him to question each other."

After chatting for almost an hour, after hanging up the phone, Lu Feng sighed, this situation is impossible to end within three or five months, stood up and went into the bedroom, Jiang Xiaoyan had already fallen asleep.

Lu Feng walked to the bed and found that Duoduo was fast asleep, and reached out to pick her up.

Jiang Xiaoyan didn't know what he wanted to do, so she glared and said, "It's been a few days, take a rest, I'm afraid you'll be tired."

"Not tired!"

Although this period of time was very frequent, Jiang Xiaoyan still felt a little nervous while holding the quilt. She felt that Lu Feng seemed to want a child.

Turning off the lights in the living room, Lu Feng made sure Duoduo didn't wake up, pushed the door open and entered the bedroom.

The next morning, Duoduo stood outside the door angrily slamming on the door. She sleeps in her mother's arms every day, and wakes up on the sofa in the living room.

"Stop knocking, you are also a big girl, go and help your mother make breakfast." Lu Feng said casually.

"Fuck you, what nonsense are you talking about?" Jiang Xiaoyan hurriedly found her pajamas, and it took a long time to find that she had been thrown on the ground, put it on her body, opened the door, and saw Duoduo's face full of anger.

"I didn't do it, beat your dad."

Duoduo walked towards Lu Feng angrily, climbed onto the bed and hit him with a small fist.

Half an hour later, Jiang Xiaoyan made breakfast, leaned against the door and said, "Don't fight, let's have breakfast."

"I didn't hit dad, my good dad."

Seeing her like this, Jiang Xiaoyan couldn't help but laugh, and said, "I was bought so soon? Hurry up and eat."

Lu Feng came out and saw that Jiang Xiaoyan's hands and feet were not very honest. The other party gave him a blank look and said, "What are you messing with, you rascal."

"You still blame me for your own vacuum?" Lu Feng patted her.

Jiang Xiaoyan walked out of the bedroom and sat down to look at Lu Feng. After hesitating for a while, she asked, "Do you want a child?"

"No!" Lu Feng shook his head repeatedly, "I just want to be comfortable."

"Damn you, why are you talking nonsense in front of the child?" Jiang Xiaoyan said and pinched Lu Feng.

Lu Feng grinned in pain, he really never thought about having a baby, and he must have been very busy in the past two years, if she is pregnant, someone will take care of her, she thought for a while and said, "Yeah,

If you are pregnant, take measures next time. "

"I don't want to listen to you, maybe I'm already pregnant."

"Then I'll be born, I can't afford it?" Lu Feng took a sip of the porridge and said, "We can also pay the fine."

"The ghost gave you life, what should I do if it hurts to death." Jiang Xiaoyan whispered.

After dinner, Lu Feng sent Duoduo to the kindergarten, and when he arrived at the factory office, the day's materials were already laid out on the table, as well as some news from various aspects, and he also made a pot of tea.

Lu Feng looked at such a neat table and was in a good mood. As soon as he sat down, Zhang Fengxia walked in.

"It's getting better and better, and progress is very fast. In your current state, it's absolutely no problem to be a secretary in another big company." Lu Feng praised.

"I want to be the boss, when will President Gao come back?" Zhang Fengxia came down and asked.

"I won't be back for the time being!" Lu Feng said a few words, gave some orders, picked up the phone on the table and called Du Qifeng, and told him to take the lead in questioning the nature of Wahaha's nutrient solution.

After hanging up the phone, I started to deal with things in the factory. According to the data gathered by all parties, the sales of small cans have stabilized at more than 90,000 bottles per day. From the perspective of all parties, it is only a matter of time before the sales blowout.

At the financial meeting in the morning, Lu Feng briefly looked at the data. Currently, the gross profit of the six factories plus this one is about 700,000 yuan per day.

At first glance, this data is staggering, but now Jiamei Foods has 8,400 employees, with a monthly salary of nearly 3 million yuan, a total of 500,000 yuan for various consumables, water and electricity is not cheap, and the most important thing is debt.

The latest debt data is 94.52 million, which is close to 100 million. The construction of several factories has started, and then there will be a steady stream of money. It is expected that at the end of April, according to the contracts signed with various local governments, factories The first phase of the project must start.

The cost of the first phase of these six factories is estimated to be more than 70 million yuan. This money was originally enough to support the second phase of the factory, but Lu Feng used the money to pay employees, buy assembly lines, rent venues, etc.!

There was a shortage of funds. Lu Feng was in a meeting and looked at the report with a look of indifference. He was going to move the money. The advancement of the small can was too slow.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Wahaha held a press conference to report Jiamei Food's advertisements to induce consumers, false advertisements, etc., and swore to reporters that Jiamei Food's small cans were blended in black workshops, and there was no nutrition at all, let alone What is the overseas laboratory, what is noble, the cost of a small can that is as high as one yuan is only three or five cents.

As soon as the news came out, it swept the whole of China like a tornado, and TV stations all over the country rushed to report.

"I've never heard of the phone. I'm grateful that there are telephones and faxes in this era. Otherwise, some people will say what they want to say in the distance. Our general manager, Mr. Gao, is in Hangzhou. I put the address here. I hope you can give it to me. When the major newspapers send faxes, make it clear that he is waiting for you."

"We not only have laboratories overseas, but also in Shenzhen, with the participation of foreign researchers. Our small cans are appetizing, delicious, healthy, and are a bit more expensive, but compared to those on the market that don't even have labels, buy It's a healthy meal, especially for children, and if you have a bad stomach, you have to buy medicine, right?"

"As for Wahaha reporting us, we will definitely face it, but I also have a question here. Their nutrient solution claims to have a miraculous effect on children who do not eat. Is this a medicine or children's food? If it is food, is this kind of promotion appropriate? If it's a drug, it's a three-point poison!"

Du Qifeng talked to more than a dozen reporters for half an hour. He knew very well about his opponent's research. Lu Feng pointed him in a direction, and he was definitely going to die.

At noon, the fax of the report on Jiamei Food was spreading rapidly. There were connections between major newspapers and TV stations. You had to pay for reprinting each other's news, especially for such a big news, which was very valuable.

Mr. Zong was very satisfied with the effect of this morning's press conference. The report letter has been sent to Beijing by post. As for whether there is a reply, I really don't know.

He thought about calling Gao Zhiwei out in the afternoon and putting a heavy dick, this time he was going to destroy all Lu Feng's confidence.

No one answered the phone call. After several calls, Mr. Zong felt that something was wrong and called Li Zhensong.

"Mr. Zong, what's the matter?"

"Is Gao Zhiwei at home? Didn't I tell him to wait for the notice today?"

"I'll take a look."

Li Zhensong put the phone aside and opened the door and knocked on Gao Zhiwei's door. Gao Zhiwei's wife opened the door and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Where's Mr. Gao? Yesterday we agreed, it's time to go to the factory."

"What are you talking about? My old Gao is not at home." He closed the door as he spoke.

Li Zhensong was stunned after closing the door. He reacted and slapped his thigh. With a cry, he turned his head and went home. He picked up the phone and said, "Mr. Zong, it's not good, that kid Gao Zhiwei is cheating!"

"what?"

Before Mr. Zong could hear what was said, a manager walked in and said, "To Qifeng from Jiamei Foods responded by saying that they have a laboratory in Shenzhen, and Gao Zhiwei is still waiting in room 507 of the Tianhe Hotel. Take these reporters and make an appointment with the local TV station.”

Mr. Zong hung up the phone silently, his eyes were closed, and he leaned on the chair without saying a word. The atmosphere in the room was so dignified that one could not breathe.

He has never seen Mr. Zong look like this. In the market, he has always been the existence of the dragon and the tail. Back then, the private enterprise was still a state-owned enterprise, or a mixed system. He swallowed the state-owned enterprise with one operation. Powerlessness.

"He beat me by half a trick!"

Zong opened his eyes and knew in his heart that he had made another wave of advertisements for him, and the sales of small cans could no longer be stopped!