Return To 1990

In the cafeteria, there was another high-level discussion. Lu Feng was in charge of blowing, and Datou and Han Dong were in charge of answering the conversation. Before talking about the domestic economic situation and the development prospects of the snack industry, the two of them were able to talk nonsense.

As we talked about the international market, I couldn't keep up. In the end, only Lu Feng was left to sit there and talk about the variety of snacks, market positioning, marketing, and market share. The chat was very detailed.

Both Datou and Han Dong were a little confused, staring at Lu Feng with some doubts, is he lying to us, or is it true?

It sounds so real!

Gao Zhiwei always felt that Lu Feng was a rich second-generation. He didn't expect to know so much about the market.

Although Lu Feng has some bragging elements, most of them are still ambitious about the market. Children's snacks are a big market. Once they become a leading company, the profits will be terrifyingly large.

After dinner, Gao Zhiwei was asked to go back to the hotel and wait. Now he is in a turtle and can't run!

In the afternoon, I went to the factory to take a look. Lu Feng asked Han Dong, "Are the former workers still willing to come?"

"No, it is estimated that they will all go to the talent market, these short-term workers are like this!"

"Then let's hire a few more people. Hire twenty people first!" Lu Feng glanced around and said, "Bring the things from the workshop here, clean this place, prepare to unload the machines, and go to the factory director's office to have a look."

As expected of a former state-owned enterprise, the office is really big, with a two-meter-long solid wood desk, a large boss chair, and a row of filing cabinets behind it.

Lu Feng picked up the documents next to him and slapped the soil on the chair, sat down and looked at the two of them and said, "From today onwards, I'm officially busy, Jiamei Food Co., Ltd. has been established, Datou, you are in charge of finance, Han Dong, You're still in charge of production, as a production director."

"it is good!"

Both of them were a little confused, and they were considered officials, and they were very happy, but they could sense that the amiable brother Feng was a little serious.

"If the previous workshop was a small business, it is now a formal enterprise, and the enterprise must have regulations. Big head, don't call it Brother Feng in the future, you know?" Lu Feng looked at the big head and asked.

Datou nodded, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, but felt that he was suddenly divided.

"Han Dong, sort out the list of suppliers, as well as quotations, etc., and make a document. As soon as the machine arrives, I will ask for it. There are also about 100 assembly line workers, warehouse management, finance, personnel, etc. , procurement, as for marketing, public relations, etc. I will be busy for the time being.”

"So many people?" Datou thought for a while and said, "We don't seem to have that much money.

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Lu Feng sighed and said, "After we are recruited, the salary will not be paid until one month later. We have one month. Whether we win or lose completely depends on this month."

Han Dong sighed. He felt that Lu Feng was just playing the extreme operation. He won the workshop last time, but this time it's not necessarily true. The person who danced on the tip of the knife all the year round finally died on the tip of the knife.

Of course, that's someone else. Han Dong can't understand Lu Feng. This person is invisible. You never know what he can do. During this time, he has felt that he is a pragmatist.

As long as it is useful to me, I will use any shameless means, which is shameless, but this means can win!

Simply assigning the tasks, Lu Feng pondered what to do with the first product. The cost of children's snacks is particularly low. The cost of a piece of fruit tan skin is basically about a penny. In a canteen retail, it is a dime, ten times as much. profit.

Relying on the platform of the commissary supply and marketing cooperative, if you want to sell well, you must give them a profit. If you add an agent in the middle, the profit will drop too much.

Wanyuan's products give 25% of the profit from terminal sales. If Lu Feng wants to grab his market, he must have more!

In the evening, Lu Feng stood up to return the car. Looking at the large factory, he felt the feeling of starting a business for the first time, and felt pressured. That's enough for ten.

After returning the car, Lu Feng rode his motorcycle to rush home, but Ren Qianbo also stopped and was busy arguing for a divorce. Many outsiders thought it was He Yanli's reason.

The two have only been together for a few days, which is impossible. Ren Qianbo, a person with a strong purpose, was doomed at the moment of marriage. Zhang Yali is a real tiger.

Now that the last bit of window paper has been pierced, there is no turning back!

In the next few days, both Lu Feng and Ren Qianbo were extremely busy. As workers entered the factory, the factory, which had been silent for more than two years, recovered!

In two days, everything was cleaned up, and people from various departments began to settle in, specify rules and regulations, and conduct personnel training!

The machines in the workshop were smashed and forced to stop work. This time, with security guards, it can be regarded as a sense of security.

With the arrival of the assembly line, everything was basically ready, and the sign at the door also stood up. At eight o'clock in the morning, Lu Feng was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, very formal.

"Now I announce that Jiamei Food is officially established!"

There was applause at the scene, and even many young workers looked at Lu Feng with peach blossoms in their eyes. After all, at his age, with his temperament, and outstanding young men from such a large factory, it is really rare.

The ready firecrackers sounded. Lu Feng picked up the scissors and started cutting the ribbon. Han Dong, who was beside him, could clearly feel that Lu Feng had changed, and he was not as approachable as he was in the workshop before.

Especially these two days, when the assembly line came the day before yesterday, there was a small problem when unloading, and he was reprimanded.

Lu Feng is indeed keeping everyone's distance. In the previous small workshop, it didn't matter if they called brothers and sisters. Instead, they could improve efficiency. Now it's an enterprise with more than 200 people.

When the wages are paid next month, the factory will be unable to make a profit, and it will face the risk of bankruptcy. If he is still the same as before, the people below will go bankrupt in less than half a month.

The reason why Lu Feng let the big head manage the finances is not because he can't find someone who can manage it. On the contrary, as long as the accountants with money and talents can be dug.

For a factory of this size, the deadliest part is the finances.

Small workshops only pay a little bit of money every day and collect bills on the spot. There is no greed for ink. Large groups are very strict in their finances. Even if they lose a little, they will not shake the foundation of the enterprise.

It is Lu Feng's current situation that is not too big or small, and the account book is easy to manipulate. If he is greedy, he may lose his profit.

The accountant doesn't need to be very powerful, he just needs to be honest. Of course, giving him 5% of the shares also has the idea of ​​​​stabilizing people's hearts.

The air was filled with the smell of firecrackers. Lu Feng raised his hand and pressed it down and said, "Today we are officially established. I hope Jiamei is prosperous. Let's all perform our duties and start production."

Today is not only an important day for Lu Feng, but for Ren Qianbo, it is not easy. He walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the scratches on his face are scabbed, but his steps are obviously a lot lighter.

Starting from today, he no longer has to carry the four characters of "Son-in-law", he walked directly to the car, and just as he was about to get into the car, the driver hurriedly said, "Mr. Ren, Jiamei Food was established today."

"Very fast!" Ren Qianbo threw his bag on the co-pilot and smiled disdainfully: "How much money does he have left? It's all in debt, it's vulnerable!"