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"Then let's go, have a drink and get to know each other." Yu Tian greeted.

Lu Feng stood up helplessly. The more he was afraid, the more he felt, and he was very reluctant to go. From Jiang Xiaoyan's brothers and the things they called and asked for in the past year, he could see it.

If Lu Feng told the whole family that he was the chairman of Jiamei Foodstuffs, and he would not do anything next year, these relatives would definitely follow him to the south, and he would not know how many times they could find him all day long.

Jiang Xiaoyan's two eldest brothers kept calling last year, and even her parents called several times, and finally handed over some outsourced business to the two of them. Later, they called Lu Feng and asked Lu Feng to buy more than ten years of Jiamei Food. All the product packaging of the factory is handed over to them.

Lu Feng scolded the two of them on the phone, and warned them that he would divorce Jiang Xiaoyan directly if he got any further, and the two settled down.

"Are you going or not, dawdling, hurry up, do you really think you are a person?" Yu Rongguang scolded dissatisfiedly.

Lu Jinyue said, "Why are you talking to your brother, Lu Feng, hurry up!"

Lu Feng pushed away the chair and squeezed for a long time before walking out from the corner. Yu Tian met and took Yu Rongguang out of the private room to a private room on the second floor.

Before entering the room, Yu Tian had already straightened his back and put his hands on his back, like a big boss.

Pushing open the door of the room, the person who took the lead said, "Old Qian, President Yu is here, the one who helped you find a relationship last time."

Standing at the door, Lu Feng saw a man in his fifties sitting inside. He was slightly bald and had peaceful facial features. He looked like a good talker. He was wearing a blue shirt and had a watch on his wrist. It does look a little fancy.

Lu Feng glanced at it, and it was indeed a little familiar. This man should have been walking in front of him a few times, but he couldn't remember the specifics.

"Mr. Qian, hello, hello!" Yu Tian walked in and stretched out his hand, his accent also changed from the county's accent to a mix of provincial dialect and ordinary people.

Mr. Qian stood up, stretched out his hand and shook it, and said, "It's a long-time friendship, Yu is always a big businessman and can't be compared with those of us who go to work."

The others at the dinner table roared, and for a while there was a lot of people in the private room, and the laughter continued.

"Mr. Qian, what you said, you are now the vice president, one person is more than ten thousand people, and you still have equity. You are backed by a factory as big as Jiamei Foods.

Lives are more nourishing than we are. "Yutian boasted.

Others agreed.

"Jiamei Food is under a lot of pressure. At the end of the year, the top management will change, and I am also afraid. I am afraid that there will be no dividends at the end of the year. You are your own business. !"

"Don't sit, come, smoke!" Yu Tian scattered a wave of smoke and said, "My father-in-law will celebrate his 70th birthday tomorrow. The whole family is eating here today, and we have to pass by in a while. President Qian, which department are you in charge of? what?"

"I'm in charge of procurement. It was originally a separate department. Years ago, there were endless meetings. The chief executive went to the province to hold meetings. Next year, it will become a group, and it will be bigger. These departments must change." Qian Zong snorted as he lit a cigarette.

"What's the origin of this Jiamei food? It's so big? I heard someone say it's the son of someone in the province? It was made by the son-in-law. It's all the money of the state!"

"I also heard that it was done by people from the south, from the Xiangjiang side, with big foreign capital. People say that the boss is very young. Has Mr. Gao married a wife?"

"Which Mr. Gao? Gao Zhiwei?" Mr. Qian breathed out a cigarette with disdain, tapped the table with his hand and said, "He can't do it, don't look at Gao Zhiwei's arrogance outside, he is not the boss, He is the general manager, and I heard other bosses say when I was in a meeting that he was the one responsible for the high-level turmoil at the end of the year, and he almost let him pack up and leave."

"Isn't Gao Zhiwei the boss?"

"No, the boss is very young, in his twenties, don't look at his young age, he is ruthless, those people are not good, they are a shareholder system, and now there are a few more shareholders, this boss, people look down on the north This little business, take the money and go to the south to play a big business!" Qian Zong said with a face full of bullshit.

"My dear, such a big company doesn't like it? Jiamei Food can make tens of millions a year, right?"

"Ten million? Let me tell you, at the meeting at the end of the year, the financial manager said that last year's profit was 100 million yuan. There are too many factories all over the country. "Qian Zong burped as he spoke.

There was a brief silence in the private room, and the faces of the people present were full of shock. They knew that Jiamei Food was very big, but they never dreamed that the annual profit would exceed 100 million yuan.

In many provinces, apart from state-owned enterprises, there may not be even a single private enterprise with a profit exceeding 100 million yuan.

Yu Tian reacted and looked at President Qian with a more humble smile. A vice president in charge of procurement definitely has the power to kill.

"Mr. Qian, if you have anything in the future, just tell your brother, no matter if I know some people in the county or city, big things may not help you, small things are absolutely fine!" Yu Tian took out from his pocket A pack of Zhonghua, handed over and said: "Mr. Qian, come here, smoke!"

President Qian just stuffed the cigarette into his mouth, and the lighter was ready next to him.

"Mr. Qian, what is the name of the CEO of Jiamei Food? Why haven't you heard of it?"

"Um..." President Qian leaned back on the chair and hesitated.

Lu Feng felt a little stunned in his heart. It seemed that he couldn't hide it today. He sighed inwardly. He could only say that he would leave it to Jiang Xiaoyan to deal with it.

"I really don't know. People don't stay in the factory very much, and I basically don't see them, but I'm sure I know people when I meet them." Mr. Qian knocked on the ash and said with an unfathomable look: "I'll tell you guys. It is said that the really powerful people are hidden deep, so I pushed a few managers to jump around outside."

Others nodded, not like the gang who opened their own small factories, driving a car every day, carrying a bag, and had to run around by themselves.

"We're not at the same level anymore. It's too far away. President Qian, I came here today mainly to introduce my son. This is my son." Yu Tian turned his head and shouted, "Glory! Come here!"

Yu Rongguang hurriedly squeezed past, very clever and bowed slightly: "Money is always good!"

"What's your name, Mr. Qian? Uncle!" Yu Tian ordered.

"Hello, uncle!"

"Your son is so old? What do you do now? If you let me arrange the work, I will do it under my hands, and I will be a supervisor in two or three months. No problem."

"Mr. Qian, that's not what you mean, this kid is quite promising. Now he's working as a sales team leader in a machine factory in the city. After the new year, the factory has vacated the position of deputy factory manager. If he can do some work, just It's safe."

Mr. Qian understood it all at once, pondered for a while and said, "I'm really not sure about this. Next year, if there is outsourcing procurement that I can decide, I'll let him do it."

"You still have money, you can't be the master. Come here, pour a glass of wine, you must toast your uncle." Yu Tian found a small glass of one or two, poured a glass of white wine, and put it in Yu Rongguang's In his hand, he said, "Say a few words, say a few words!"

"Master, it is my blessing for Yu Rongguang that I can recognize you as an uncle today. I will definitely be filial to you in the future, and I dare not say that I am like your son, but I will definitely not forget you during the festivals. Your kindness of dripping water is absolutely The springs will report each other, as long as you have a place to call me, just open your mouth, I am not very good at speaking, and everything is in the wine."

After Yu Rongguang finished speaking, he raised his head and drank, and there were people applauding constantly.

"Good boy, this child has an absolutely unlimited future!" President Qian praised.

"It's mainly to see if Mr. Qian can help, then what, let's..." Yu Tian returned after a few polite words, and turned around to see Lu Feng leaning on the door frame of the private room and looking stupidly Then, I remembered that there was this 'chairman'.

Yu Tian didn't want to introduce more, it wouldn't be good if he messed with Qian Qian, but he was afraid that Lu Wancai would go back and mumble, so after thinking about it, he still said, "Mr Qian, I have a nephew who happens to be working at Jiamei Foods too. Little leader, you two meet too, and have a drink?"

little leader?

The people present were wondering, now that three or five people in charge of them dare to call themselves small leaders, how can Yu Tian keep stuffing people in the game of their group?

President Qian is also a little embarrassed. You should help your son. Why is your nephew here?

Isn't it time that a lot of people from your side who came to celebrate their birthdays will come to know each other?

"People have been standing here all the time!" Yu Tian turned his body sideways, wanting Lu Feng to stand forward.

Lu Feng thought to himself, just stand at the door and say hello, but he didn't expect to be pulled over by Yu Rongguang, and whispered, "Why are you so useless? Just pretending to be your chairman? Go forward and stand !"

Lu Feng stared at him, feeling very unhappy, he stepped forward, Qian Zong turned his head to talk to the person next to him, and asked casually, "Which department are you from?"

"I... I'm in the production workshop!" Lu Feng said casually.

A glass of white wine was already poured on the table, and Yu Tian motioned for him to pick it up, waiting for Mr. Qian to finish chatting with others, so that it would be easier to make a toast.

"The one on the assembly line? I'm quite familiar with your boss, and we often eat together." Mr. Qian was talking, his ears were still listening to the people next to him, but he didn't even look at Lu Feng. After speaking, he turned his head and picked up a drink and said, "With your uncle's face, you can come to me if you have anything..."

Mr. Qian raised his eyelids and glanced over Lu Feng's face. The words stopped. The next second he stared at Lu Feng with a hint of doubt, as if he was trying his best to compare with the person in his mind. !

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