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Ren Qianbo's embarrassment sent a strong signal to the entire city's business community. Lu Feng is not to be provoked, but he is underhanded. If you don't have such a profound background as him, don't provoked him.

In the morning, Gao Zhiwei took 20 or 30 people to promote Jiamei Food everywhere. With Gao Zhiwei's ability, it was very simple, and the most important thing was that it made too much profit.

According to Gao Zhiwei's words, this is a big coin offering. There is no reason for merchants not to accept it. The profit from selling it is mine. If it cannot be sold, the goods will be returned to you.

From the canteen to the wholesale market, Wanyuan Foods has not been able to hold on, and Jiamei has fully settled in, and even some billboards are placed in front of Wanyuan.

It's just that the price Lu Feng paid was too great, and he was accelerating the burning of the few remaining funds.

After two o'clock in the afternoon, Ren Qianbo finally finished his work, sat in the office, looked at Liu Biao opposite, and said, "Manager Liu, you don't know that such a big thing happened in the factory, I was blocked in the morning. at the door."

Liu Biao was about to cry. Where did he go to find out, but he couldn't shirk it. Mr. Ren was full of anger and needed to vent. His manager was just a vent.

After a scolding, Ren Qianbo felt more comfortable, lit a cigarette, and said, "What's the situation in the market?"

"At noon, I chatted with their employees. Basically, there is no problem with the supply. The wholesale market has also begun to sell, and basically there are in the city. Next, the county and the village will distribute the goods, and they will be out today. Four trucks of goods, clear some inventory."

"What about profit?"

"I asked some commissary owners, they really don't make money. If we go on like this, we don't need to do anything. He will kill himself. Selling goods is not profitable. Isn't there a problem with his head?" Liu Biao nodded confidently. Said: "Don't worry, let him fend for himself."

When Ren Qianbo listened to this kind of nonsense, he was killed by Lu Feng and asked, "How much money does he have in his account?"

"I don't know that."

"If I let him distribute the goods again, I will be annoyed. If the market continues to occupy the market, it will be a war of attrition. If he is exhausted, I will be useless." Ren Qianbo frowned as he spoke, since he came to the factory today , the brows stretched.

"Yeah, our profits have fallen sharply, it's best to let him go bankrupt as soon as possible!"

Ren Qianbo nodded, sat there thinking for ten minutes, then came back to his senses and said, "I'll leave it to you, the mysterious Liu Cuifang posted outside, look for me, whoever posted it, call Mr. Zuo. A phone call and I invite him to dinner."

"Which boss left?"

"Supplier Zuo!" A smile appeared on Ren Qianbo's face, and he smiled sullenly: "I'll give him a bottom-up salary, and let it be in Tianyue!"

Standing in front of the warehouse, Lu Feng watched the last batch of goods pulled away today. He was unspeakably happy. There was such a large demand on the first day, which showed that the products were very popular among children.

Datou was sitting beside him smoking a cigarette, his face was as ugly as a pig's liver. Seeing him like this, Lu Feng kicked his foot and said, "It's like someone at home has died. Why don't you be happy?"

"I really don't know why you are so happy, you lose money, we have to pay 25 yuan for such a car out, what do you want? Twenty-five yuan for a table to eat, isn't he delicious?" Do not understand.

"The market, do you understand, to occupy first is to burn money to grab the market, do you understand?" Lu Feng crouched down and said, "We will win, we will lose money in the front, and the money in the back will come rushing."

"Crash came, I didn't see it, anyway, I went every day." Datou sighed: "Less than 30,000 left, assembly line maintenance, such a large factory, today is missing a hammer, tomorrow will be Without a nail, it’s all money.”

"I know, routine maintenance!"

Lu Feng wanted to comfort him and cheer him up. The aunt who cleaned the office called out, "Mr. Lu, I have your phone number."

Lu Feng went back to pick up the phone and said, "Who is it?"

"I, Huang Youwei of Metallurgical Group!"

"Mr. Huang, why did you remember to call me?" Lu Feng said with a smile.

"I didn't do anything today,

After watching the play for a day, it was lively. Now this play is temporarily over. I would like to invite you, an actor, to dinner. "Mr. Huang's voice was full of ridicule.

"I don't dare, it's just a courtesy exchange. I don't dare to play a big show in front of you. You are such a master, you can see it clearly."

"Stop talking nonsense, your kid is under control. Knowing that you are short of funds, I will treat you to Tianyue Hotel, come quickly, I will leave now."

"Ah? I'm...." Lu Feng originally thought of having a meeting with Gao Zhiwei at night to collect market feedback.

In any case, a person like President Huang is not a businessman. He is a state-owned enterprise behind him. If a transfer order is issued tomorrow, he may become a leader somewhere.

Appreciation of such a character can be regarded as a way out for Lu Feng.

"Okay, but I'm treating you a guest. I don't dare to let you spend money." Lu Feng said politely and hung up the phone.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the night is gray, it is already autumn, and the air is a little cool. If you look at it carefully, you will find that the leaves on the roadside have quietly turned yellow.

Autumn is silent.

Ren Qianbo's car was parked downstairs at the Tianyue Hotel. He didn't go upstairs. After waiting for a few minutes, another car drove over and walked down a bald man in his fifties with a smile on his face. Dirty.

"Long time no see Zuo!" Ren Qianbo stepped forward and said enthusiastically.

"Why did you invite me to dinner all of a sudden? It was very lively today. I never stopped calling. You are always on the Three Treasures Hall." Zuo said with a smile.

"You see that you are making fun of me, so I can't treat you to dinner?"

The two went upstairs with a smile.

A few minutes later, Lu Feng rode his motorcycle and parked downstairs. He was stunned when he saw Ren Qianbo's car. After thinking for a while, there was no need for Mr. Huang to gather the two of them together again, right?

He didn't even say his name was Ren Qianbo?

What are you going to do? To be a peacemaker, to mediate?

Lu Feng couldn't understand, unless Huang Youwei likes to do this kind of thing, or else he would just make a fuss and go upstairs with doubts. The waiter just opened the box door, and Mr. Huang, who was sitting inside, said, "What do you want? Bad thing."

"Ah?" Lu Feng's head was full of question marks, and he wondered, "Mr. Huang, don't scare me."

"This time Ren Qianbo really didn't give up. The box next door is eating."

"Who? Ren Qianbo?"

Mr. Huang nodded and said, "Do you know who you are with?"

"My supplier!"

"clever!"

Lu Feng closed the door. In fact, he knew about this fatal flaw. He completely applied Ren Qianbo's supplier. They had cooperated for so many years, and the relationship was definitely not ordinary.

But if you don't need it, the time has dragged on for too long. He knows that there is such a risk. In order to speed up the time to open the factory, he must use it, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

For the first time, Mr. Huang saw a sad face on Lu Feng's face. He thought that this young man didn't know about sadness, and said with a smile, "Is there no way? If you're bankrupt, just hang out with me and bring me a bag. Drive a car or something, you smart boy."

"What bankruptcy, what a big deal!" Lu Feng said with a smile: "No way!"

"Um?"

President Huang was really surprised by Lu Feng this time.