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Mr. Chen lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "This kid is a bit interesting. You can play with white wolves with empty gloves. Mr. Ren, you have to be careful, I don't think you can."

"Mr. Chen said no, then I can't!" Ren Qianbo said obediently.

"Look at you, after so many years, you have no ambition at all?" President Ma said with a glass of wine, "Come, have a drink."

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Lu Feng drank a little too much. It is impossible not to drink too much in this situation. Mr. Huang looked at Lu Feng and said, "Young man is a hero, I know your situation. In a month, if you can't rush out after a month, you will be useless."

"Yes, Mr. Ren, you can resist for a month." Mr. Chen shouted with his finger Lu Feng: "Just this yellow-haired boy, can you play a waste?"

"If that's the case, didn't I live in vain?" Ren Qianbo said with a bit of drunkenness, "He is still too young to have the same knowledge as him. As for Jiamei Food, it won't take a month!"

"President Ren is too confident!" Lu Feng said.

"What are you fighting against me?" Ren Qianbo clapped his hands on the table and drank alcohol: "I just need to reduce the profit and lose some money, what are you selling? Who bought you? A month later, your employees will Wages, suppliers, all come to ask for money, what do you do?"

The people present slammed it. This is a dead end. The working capital is too small to resist the beating. With a little effort, he can't stand it. This is why Gao Zhiwei is not optimistic about Lu Feng.

Mr. Huang looked at Lu Feng and found that there was not much worry on his face. He wondered whether this young man was confident or did he drink too much?

"Lu Feng, why don't you talk!" Mr. Huang said.

President Ma took a chopstick and muttered: "You still expect a 20-year-old hairy kid to make a great decision, which is just shit luck."

"President Ma, this is wrong. He can lower his profits, and so can I. As for how to do it, I won't tell you, but I'll do it tomorrow. It's about money."

Lu Feng snorted, a hint of pride appeared on his face, and said solemnly, "Do you think I look like someone who lacks money?"

Everyone stared at his face and nodded, either like, or very short of money.

"In this day and age, money is everywhere, and there is no shortage of money!" Lu Feng looked at President Ma, stood up and said, "The person I admire most is the President, and I respect you."

"Let's talk first, toast is toast, I can't give you a loan." President Ma said with a smile.

"What are you talking about, I'm done!" Lu Feng raised his head and sighed, turned to look at Gao Zhiwei, and whispered, "You are riding a motorcycle, now find me a camera."

"What do you want a camera for?"

"Don't worry about it so much, go!"

Ren Qianbo put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm sitting here today, and I'll tell the truth, Lu Feng, your factory, even if the immortals come, you can't save it!"

Mr. Huang thought about it for a while, and felt that Ren Qianbo was right. It was already a dead end. The follow-up funds were weak and he didn't have much momentum. As for taking a loan from President Ma, it was purely a joke, and they were not eating with you. A meal, a loan.

"That's what I want to say to you. Your factory won't last for a few days. Also, if you continue to play tricks with me, don't blame me for the trick." Lu Feng said with a sullen face, "You want to play with me. I will play with you, but in my eyes, you are not an opponent, my opponent is in Zhejiang, in Hangzhou!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Killing me!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

"It's definitely up there, you can't say it if you don't."

Not only Mr. Huang laughed, but even Ren Qianbo laughed. Lu Feng was referring to Wahaha. He couldn't even pay the employees' wages next month, and he was still thinking a long way.

"I think this young man, Lu Feng, is still a bit wise. I have always been generous to young people, and today I am the one who made the move." Mr. Huang pondered for a while and said, "Well, Yegang is here to give it to you. You leave a way back, long-term work is impossible,

Contract workers are still fine. "

Mr. Chen originally thought Mr. Huang was just watching the fun, but he didn't expect him to be really interested in Lu Feng, but as the general manager of a large enterprise, he has worked in many state-owned enterprises, and even mixed enterprises. This person is definitely a big man. Guy-like presence.

Everyone gave him a way out, and basically Jiamei Foods had already been sentenced to death. Ren Qianbo leaned back on his chair and sneered, laughing at Lu Feng's whims, thinking that a factory could collapse so easily?

"Don't thank Mr. Huang? Do you know how many people robbed this contract worker? That is, Mr. Huang thinks you are a talent." President Ma pointed out.

Lu Feng really didn't expect that there was a person like President Huang, so he hurriedly stood up, held President Huang's hand in both hands, and said, "Thank you, President Huang, I appreciate the kindness, but I don't need it."

unuseful?

Everyone looked sideways, even Gao Zhiwei, who came back and stood by and waited to be seated, did not expect that he would refuse directly.

mad!

Crazy to the end.

His refusal was to give Ren Qianbo a big slap in the face, making him a little confused.

"Hahaha!" Ren Qianbo said without smiling, "It seems that someone has to go to the street to beg for food in a month, you are shameless!"

Mr. Huang stared at Lu Feng, smiled and said, "Maybe this is the young man."

"I happened to bring a camera today, and I was really excited to meet the three of you. In my heart, the three of you are my idols. I've been thinking about it day and night. I finally saw the real person today. When I received the call, I was Excited heart, trembling hands, tears in my eyes!"

Gao Zhiwei was full of question marks on the side. This is too exaggerated. He has an intuition. When Lu Feng is not like Lu Feng, he is trying to trick people. This person may have some bad tricks in his mind. .

"I want to take a photo with you all, hang it at home, and put it by the desk to motivate myself." Lu Feng said it very sincerely, and President Ma and President Chen had already drunk enough.

Hearing this kind of flattery, the whole person floated up to the sky and hurriedly said yes.

Mr. Huang squinted and glanced at Gao Zhiwei. Bring a camera to eat? This is not bullshit.

"I don't like taking pictures. Forget it, you can take pictures with them." Mr. Huang looked like he was drinking too much and refused.

Lu Feng stood at the wine table and put his arms around President Ma. Gao Zhiwei snapped several pictures, and took a few pictures with Mr. Chen. Lu Feng wanted to take pictures with Mr. Huang, but the other party always refused, so he had to give up.

After ten o'clock in the evening, the crowd dispersed, Gao Zhiwei returned the camera and went to get the photos in a few days.

"Great use!"

"Liar, what can you do?"

"Tsk!" Lu Feng slapped his mouth and said in a sullen voice, "I am a serious person. I will start cracking down on Wanyuan Foods tomorrow. I have to start doing everything that needs to be done. The effect will be seen within ten days, and it will occupy the local market within a month. More than 30%, swallow Wanyuan within three months, and expand towards the whole province..."

"There are still three months, where can I find the salary next month?" Gao Zhiwei parked his motorcycle on the side of the road, lit a cigarette, looked at Lu Feng who was slightly drunk, and gritted his teeth: "I really want to smoke you now. One meal!"

"Fight, I can't stand still right now. I can fight. After the fight, you have to do it with me. You can't talk halfway like a meeting during the day."

"Sometimes I think you have some ability, and sometimes I think you have no ability other than being abducted and deceived. You even cheat by digging corners. You say that you are such a person..."

Gao Zhiwei took a few puffs of cigarettes.

"I have enough confidence to build Jiamei, and then leave it to you to take care of it. When the time comes, I will do other, higher-end industries, and build a huge business empire, Internet, industry, retail, finance, entertainment... …”

"Everyone who drinks is starting to talk nonsense." Gao Zhiwei sighed helplessly, got on the motorcycle again, turned his head and said, "Hold me tight, don't fall!"