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Gao Zhiwei couldn't understand Lu Feng's words a little, but the development of the next few children surprised him, and there was a battle strength table of the internal characters on the packaging bag.

As the two children took out the things, others were also itching, and some people bought one, so the comparison began.

"I'm better than you, a little bit!"

"I have six-eared macaques, stronger than you."

Superiority, vanity, come into play, when you have a character with higher combat power, it will become the focus of the audience, and no child will be as valuable as it.

Lu Feng went through all the fifteen canteens, and the situation was similar, except for the canteen opposite the high school, which was obviously not attractive to them.

At noon, in the noodle restaurant, Lu Feng was gulps and gulps of his face. His head was full of sweat. Gao Zhiwei said, "I'm starting to admire you."

"What do you admire me for?"

"You have a dark heart, dare to do it, and actually play with children's psychology. That brand is a reassurance for parents, so that they will not reject it. When adults do not let children buy it because of unhealthy conditions, children can take the words on the brand as shield."

Lu Feng nodded, put down the noodle bowl, and burped, "That's it, you admire it? I haven't started playing yet!"

"I think it's not a loss for you to go to any company to do marketing and give you the position of vice president." Gao Zhiwei pondered for a while and said, "If you don't want to go to the south with me, I know many bosses, and I will introduce you to them. a bit."

"I will go to the south. When I swept the four directions, I will go, let's go!" Lu Feng stood up and paid the bill.

"What are you going to do?"

"Give Mr. Ren's eye drops, Tamar's, buy a small newspaper to compile my peach-colored news, it's cheap, I'm a dignified gentleman, and I'm not afraid of shadows." Lu Feng counted the money to the boss and praised himself, the boss Everyone frowned.

In addition to staring at production, Liu Biao has been staring at Lu Feng these days. In the office, Liu Biao briefly explained the situation.

"The profits are basically given to the commissary. The sales are good, but the sales are too much, and the losses are too much, so it can't be a climate." Liu Biao thought for a while and said, "But they are very good, do you want to follow up?"

"You can follow up. As long as he doesn't solve the follow-up funding problem, nothing will be useful. No matter how good the product is, it's just the icing on the cake." Ren Qianbo said solemnly.

"Mr. Ren, if the product sells well, will someone invest? I always think that President Huang is very optimistic about him." Liu Biao was very worried.

Ren Qianbo's brows furrowed, and after thinking for a while, he said, "How much money does he have, if someone gives him 1.5 million and asks him to continue to give the profit to the terminal business, then I can't bear it, Mr. Huang has one. One and a half million? President Ma dares to put so much money? If so many people help him, I won't mess with him."

Liu Biao nodded in agreement.

Mr. Huang held a simple report in his hand. After reading it, it was just a small snack for children. Mr. Huang was a little surprised that Lu Feng played with so many flowers.

"Talent!"

"Unfortunately, not to mention talents, even geniuses have no funds and can't bear it, even if they go bankrupt." Mr. Huang put the report aside. He felt that Lu Feng was a clever person. If he could work under him, he might give him Bring surprises.

It was already mid-September, and even though it was autumn, the sun was still hot at noon. Gao Zhiwei covered his head with his hands, glanced at the sign of the dance hall, and said, "Don't you say that Ren Qianbo is disgusting? Come and dance. What is the hall doing? Why, his wife works here?"

"Why are your thoughts so dirty?" Lu Feng sighed and walked upstairs.

"You're not a serious person, you can't blame me for thinking crooked."

During the daytime, the place is closed and there are no people. There are a few girls sitting at the door playing cards with cigarettes in their mouths, giggling and giggling. When they saw Lu Feng, a girl joked: "Boss, it's noon, you can't hold back. Are you staying?"

"I'm looking for someone, I'm looking for a mad dog."

"Brother Gou is sleeping upstairs, don't disturb other people's sleep, he has a great temper!"

Lu Feng ignored him and walked upstairs.

Gao Zhiwei didn't expect that Lu Feng's people would be involved in any of them, and reminded: "You stay away from such people, lest you be involved one day, they are all bad people."

"In my eyes, there are no good people or bad people, there are only useful people and useless people." Lu Feng went upstairs as he spoke, and a few bastards in the private room at the entrance of the stairs were pushing mahjong.

"Bark the mad dog and talk to him about something."

One of the younger brothers knew Lu Feng, hurriedly agreed, and walked towards the next room. A few minutes later, Mad Dog came in yawning and saw Lu Feng and said, "Boss Lu, what's the matter, we can't talk at night."

"Big business, if you are sleepy, go to sleep first!"

"Not sleepy! Not sleepy!" Brother Gou hurriedly cheered up.

Some of the younger brothers who had never met Lu Feng looked at him in astonishment. Who does not know the name of the mad dog, what exactly did this man do to make Brother Go so obedient.

They don't know that in front of money, everyone is the same, they are all grandchildren!

"Make 10,000 copies of the content on this piece of paper, and post it all over the city at night, understand?" Lu Feng put a piece of paper on the table.

"Send a small advertisement?" Mad Dog was a little dissatisfied.

"If you don't want to post, you don't have to post it. You can't earn two thousand yuan!"

"paste!"

"Find someone to do the work. It's better to pick you out and do it quickly." Lu Feng ordered.

Gao Zhiwei picked up the piece of paper, and it was written on it that Zhang Cuifang, his seven-year-old son, ate snacks made by Wanyuan Foods, resulting in food poisoning. He was seriously injured, and even had his home address and ID number in it. The descriptions were so detailed that it was hard for people not to believe it.

"Don't worry!" Brother Feng nodded again and again.

Before leaving, Lu Feng left a deposit of 1,000 yuan, and he paid the rest after he had posted it.

Going downstairs, Lu Feng got on his motorcycle and said, "Come on, the next newspaper office has to publish a report on children's food safety!"

Lu Feng spent another 500 yuan to publish a report full of new media style in some local newspapers with large circulation.

shock! Children's food is full of carcinogens, how dare you give it to children?

Although there is no mention of Wanyuan in the whole article, all kinds of clues point to Wanyuan.

On the way back, it was already after five o'clock in the afternoon. Gao Zhiwei sat behind the motorcycle and said, "It's scary to have an opponent like you."

"Scary?" Lu Feng looked at his face from the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "The business world is the law of the jungle, there are only two choices: survival, death!"

"Then what about your follow-up funds?"

"I have a way, don't ask. In this era, money is everywhere."

Gao Zhiwei laughed twice, with mixed feelings in his heart. In fact, he wanted to leave, but he was curious, what else could this lunatic do next.

"I don't think it's strange that you take me to rob a bank tomorrow."

"Don't worry, I won't do that stupid thing." Lu Feng rode his motorcycle directly into the factory, got out of the car, and shouted at Han Dong, who was in the factory: "Call Datou and come to my office for a meeting!"