Return To 1990

After Lu Feng left, the atmosphere in the room was obviously much better. Everyone was changing cups, at least with smiles on their faces.

Li Quanliang called Mr. Zheng, Mr. Hou of TCL, and some medium-sized enterprises together. He understood that the market is chaotic now, and if he wants to make a profit and eat the cake of VCD, there is only one way to go, crowding out others.

These people have temporarily reached an alliance to advance and retreat together. Lu Feng is no longer enough to prove it, and the rest is to fight against other pirates. At the same time, Li Quanliang also signed an agreement with President Zheng in private.

He promised that in the next few months, if Jiafeng Electronics went bankrupt and reorganized, he would mortgage the factories, patent rights, sales channels, brand names, etc. of the two companies, Desheng and Degen, in exchange for Li Quanliang’s exemption of not less than 300 million yuan. Interest loan, up to 500 million!

There are not many state-owned enterprises in the country that can promise to spend so much money at one time. Changhong is one of them. Since it overwhelmed the panda in the TV market in the early 1990s, it has been profitable every year.

After Mr. Zheng got this agreement, he was overwhelmed with excitement. His life was about to take off, and swallowing an elephant was no longer a dream, and Li Quanliang was very happy to see him.

The mess of Jiafeng Electronics is something that Lu Feng can clean up. He bet that Mr. Zheng will take over for two years, or even not be able to repay the money within one year.

Mr. Zheng wants Jiafeng Electronics, and Li Quanliang wants them all! !

After the tea party was over, Huang Youwei also hurriedly found the local financial director and the local bank director, and held a plan meeting to prevent Jiafeng Electronics from collapsing.

A lot of times, when businessmen are beautiful, they are really beautiful. They ride in luxury cars and smile everywhere. Big entrepreneurs go to some small places, and local leaders have to accompany them. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are definitely big figures.

But it is also extremely sad to be desolate. If you compare Jiafeng Electronics to a person, this person is not dead yet. A group of brothers and friends are standing in the yard and blowing suona. Go well, but my heart is staring at this home.

The next day, newspaper headlines in many places published calls for patent protection, improving the patent law, and regulating the market competition mechanism, but it was just talk.

The sales plummeted by nearly 90%. Before, the goods were shipped one by one to all parts of the country. The high-speed and waterways were all open, and the world was in full swing. The red line of the warehouse's inventory has already arrived in the world in just a few days.

The new factory area was completely shut down. The workers came to clean up and listen to the lectures. Many people were absent-minded. Some people had already inquired about other factories outside, ready to run away with buckets.

The building is in danger, the gentleman does not stand under the fence,

There are too few people who can tide over the difficulties with the company. Although they have experienced many crises before, they are not so serious, and they have not stopped production.

Coupled with the daily newspaper reports, there are rumors in private that it is about to be acquired by state-owned assets, and some people say that Jiafeng Electronics was originally based on the panda branch, and now it will be taken back.

Among them, the news of being nationalized has spread the most, and some newspapers have begun to say that Lu Feng was sitting in the office reading the newspaper, wondering if this was Huang Youwei trying to test the public.

Zhang Fengxia knocked on the door, walked in with a tired face, sat across from it and sighed: "This factory is fine, Wipda is still producing, as well as tape players, radios and other products. With the new factory manager, people are panicking and cannot be comforted."

"Don't be afraid, you know what is the most lacking in China?" Lu Feng covered his face with a newspaper in his hand.

"What?"

"Human, don't be afraid if it disappears. With high wages, it's all gone. If I give you a week, you won't be able to recruit ten or twenty thousand people?" Lu Feng put down the newspaper and said with interest on his face, "Do you still remember Zhuang Yuntian? Do not?"

"That fool who was tricked by you?" Zhang Fengxia wondered, "What's wrong?"

"He still holds the convertible bonds of Jiafeng Electronics. Didn't he always hope to be nationalized?" Lu Feng smiled, put the newspaper on the table, and said, "I'll call him and make fun of him."

Zhang Fengxia was very speechless. If she had a good mentality, ten herself didn't have such a good mentality as him, and she still wanted to tease others at such a time.

Lu Feng found out Zhuang Yuntian's phone number and called.

"Hey! Mr. Zhuang, I'm Lu Feng, the one from Jiafeng Electronics." Lu Feng leaned on the chair with a smile on his face, teasing: "I tell you, what we two said at the beginning is about to come true. ."

Zhuang Yuntian on the other end of the phone rolled his eyes. Some time ago, he told the headquarters that investing in Lu Feng was really the right investment. Before his second round of financing, he would turn bonds into equity. As long as Lu Feng raises money, they will make money immediately.

At that time, he was also praised by the boss. After a few days, he made a big turn, let him continue to hold bonds, and if he went bankrupt, he would get the money back.

"Mr. Lu, investing in you is the worst thing I've ever done in my life, understand? The worst thing, no one!" Zhuang Yuntian gritted his teeth and said, "Your investors are all lunatics, Feng Sir, at such an old age, can't you let him live a few more years?"

"What is this called? It was said at the time that Jiafeng Electronics was nationalized, and your money was doubled. Now is not the opportunity?" Lu Feng asked with a smile: "Such a good opportunity, buy some more, and don't buy it again. I can’t buy it, maybe I will sell it in a few months.”

"Fuck you, liar!" Zhuang Yuntian cursed angrily and hung up the phone.

Lu Feng leaned back on the chair and laughed, as if he was amusing a child, and said to Zhang Fengxia, "He called me a liar. People of this age are so indistinguishable."

"What should I do next? Give me some reassurance." Zhang Fengxia sighed: "The market is not easy, Mr. Zhu stopped work and rested at home, saying that he didn't want to read the report, and the only person who was busy was Wei Yandan. "

"It's good for her to be busy, and she should be busy too. The direction of the media is on the rise, so don't worry about it, take advantage of these two days to rest, it's just these two days." Lu Feng said casually.

Seeing that he was confident, Zhang Fengxia didn't worry so much anymore. She knew that she seemed to have done something wrong, but she really didn't know what was going on.

Only he, Liu Cheng and Feng Zhiyao knew about the whole company, and it was considered top secret.

"Tell me, what is it?" Zhang Fengxia moved her stool and rubbed forward, her big eyes full of curiosity.

"Don't tell me, I'll find out in a few days." Lu Feng picked up another newspaper and flipped through it, and said, "Aren't you screaming tired all the time, go to sleep."

"I'll come back with some melon seeds, tell me." Zhang Fengxia stood up, like a child, and went to the canteen in the factory area excitedly. After a while, she came in with a bag of melon seeds and a lot of snacks.

The two were nibbling on melon seeds and chatting nonsense. Lu Feng also recounted the matter. Zhang Fengxia couldn't help but said, "You are too bad."

"How do you talk?" Lu Feng frowned.

"My fault, you are extremely smart, you are very smart!" Zhang Fengxia praised.

In the terminal market, at the entrance of an electrical appliance city, seven or eight people surrounded a counter with a burnt-out VCD on the counter. The whole family was dispatched.

"It broke after only a few days of use? What quality do you have, you must replace it with a new one!" The woman's voice was particularly sharp, not to mention the people outside the mall heard it.

"It's expensive, and there's something wrong with the quality. We didn't move anything, and it started smoking." The old lady shed tears angrily.

"Let me tell you, don't give me a refund or exchange, don't do business anymore, damn it, it's only been a month for something you bought for thousands of dollars, are you stealing the money?" The man slapped the counter angrily.

The boss standing at the counter looked indifferent, with a cigarette in his mouth, sitting on a chair with Erlang's legs crossed, and said, "You guys are burning with unstable voltage, so come to me? I'll change it for you? Why should I return it? I ruined myself, find me?"

"Do you give it a try?"

"Just try it, what's up? Go to whomever you like, let me tell you, find out on this floor, who the hell will exchange this thing for you, buy it back, don't cherish it, and find fault with me? Now, did you buy it from me?" The boss scolded sternly.

"You opened the ticket!" The woman slapped the ticket on the table.

"I haven't seen you before, the tickets are fake, whoever you want to go to, don't f**k around my counter, get away, you know?" the boss pointed at the family and scolded.

When I came to buy it, this young man was full of smiles and made all kinds of guarantees. He opened his mouth and closed his mouth, but now he has two faces.

"It's a fool, it's dead!" The old man said, sitting on the ground, clapping his hands on the ground and howling, "Come and see, you are killed by God, thousands of things bought, look at It broke in two days, so I bought it from him."

While shouting, the old lady stretched out her hand to pull her grandson and asked him to lie down.

In this era, all kinds of counters sell goods, it is really a pit, and all kinds of counterfeit things are uneven, so you must be optimistic, and when you look back, people don’t recognize them at all, and you can’t find any department.

Make trouble! is the only way!

Sitting on the ground, crying and howling, scolding the ancestors of the eighteenth generation, the reason why many elderly people do this is because in their hearts, this method can really solve the problem, and in many cases, it is the only way to solve the problem.

For the VCDs produced in the previous batches, the circuit lines have been used to the limit. In one room, the man closed the curtains during the day, licked his dry lips, then closed the door and took out a card from the bottom of the closet. CD comes.

He took a deep breath, unable to restrain his excitement, plugged in the VCD, put the CD in, and waited for a while, and the picture that required mosaic appeared.

At the most critical moment, with a snort, the VCD smoked and the TV was dark!

"what!!!!"

"Fuck!!!"