Return To 1990

There are many people like Mr. Chen, who are both officials and businessmen in state-owned enterprises. They think that they are in a high position in business, and they will sell him face if they give an order. Little do they know that the reform has entered the deep water area, especially in the 90th century. years later.

Lu Feng gave him a face and called Mr. Chen. If he didn't give him a face, it was nothing!

President Chen slapped the table angrily, wanting to give Lu Feng some color. He has been very arrogant recently, but the two of them have no direct interest relationship, so it is very difficult to handle. Ren Qianbo borrowed money from him. A phone call to settle Lu Feng, only to be slapped in the face.

Lu Feng stood up, opened the door and called to the office next to him, "Little Li, look at Mr. Gao, Han Dong, and Datou? If they are, call me to my office."

"Okay, factory manager!" A young man about the same age as Lu Feng responded.

More than ten minutes later, everyone came in with a snowflake. Apart from Gao Zhiwei, Datou, and Han Dong, six or seven people were recently promoted to be in charge of quality inspection, publicity, product design, personnel, etc. It was considered a perfect department.

Lu Feng first looked at Gao Zhiwei and asked, "There is something wrong with your market research report. The market share fluctuates up and down."

"There are too many second-order dealers for our products, and some people pull them to Henan to sell them." Gao Zhiwei said helplessly: "It's too popular and that's it. Now on the market, I estimate that the market share is around 70%!"

"How is the user stickiness? Is such a high market share promoted by those vendors for profit, or because users like it, even if the profit is a little bit, there is still no problem."

"If you compare it with Wanyuan, you can see that they don't even ask for money. Wanyuan's market has been crushed." Gao Zhiwei said confidently.

"I want the latest product on the 1st of next month, so I will do as I ask. I don't expect you to do anything creative." Lu Feng said to the new design manager: "What do you do when I say it, don't do it? Play around."

Manager Li nodded, feeling a little aggrieved.

After chatting with everyone, I learned all about the situation of the factory from the inside to the outside, and then flipped through the documents on the table. After a long silence, I said, "Starting tomorrow, the profit point will be increased by 10%!"

"Are you going to make a profit?" His head and eyes glowed.

"Look at the market reaction, once the profit point is increased, it can continue to maintain this trend." Lu Feng took a deep breath, looked at Gao Zhiwei and said, "Before the Chinese New Year, I want you to take down half of the province's market, and this factory will full."

"As long as the product market effect is good, I promise to deal with the problems of major supermarkets and agents, small problems, and I will not go home for the New Year." Gao Zhiwei said solemnly.

Although it was less than six o'clock and it was already dark outside, Lu Feng stood up and said, "Get off work if you should."

"Goodbye, factory manager, the road is slippery when it's snowing, please slow down." said the head of the propaganda department, who had arrived just a few days ago.

Lu Feng stopped, turned his head to look at him, and said, "I don't allow this kind of flattering noise to be heard in my factory. Next time I hear it, I'll leave."

The supervisor shrank his neck in fright and dared not speak.

In the factory, these new managers and supervisors are absolutely afraid of Lu Feng. Except for the big head, even Gao Zhiwei sometimes doesn't dare to laugh in front of him.

One time during a meal, Gao Zhiwei complained that he had done a lot, and there was still a gap between the power he obtained and the big head. Lu Feng said with a smile, the big head is not very good at using his brain. If Gao Zhiwei is not good at using his brain, He can be as messy as the big head.

It made the hall burst into laughter. In fact, everyone knows that Lu Feng prefers big heads.

When he came home on a motorcycle, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening. He was covered in snow, and he felt like he was returning home on a snowy night. Jiang Xiaoyan hurriedly patted him.

"It's so cold. Snowflakes are like knives. I have money, so I have to buy a car." Lu Feng muttered.

"How much is a car, how long you have been whispering, you know buying a car. Every day you tell me that you are going to make a lot of money, and the factory hasn't seen any money coming back." Jiang Xiaoyan shook her head and said: "Instead, I didn't. suffer less,

Just shave your beard and go out with me, people think you are my dad. "

"That's great, it seems that I'm rich, and you are also supported." Lu Feng teased, and looked at Duoduo: "Girls, you don't even know how to call someone?"

"You didn't buy me a present." Duoduo pouted.

"I'll buy you a hammer." Lu Feng said angrily, "I'll send you to kindergarten next year."

"Dad is the best, Dad is the most handsome." Duoduo ran over and flattered.

After eating, Jiang Xiaoyan said, "Are we free to go back during Chinese New Year?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"My mother called me and told me to go back next year. My eldest brother, second brother, and younger sister are all here. This year, my younger sister will bring a partner to the door, and it will be ready next year."

"Okay!" Lu Feng lowered his head and ate.

"Don't take the past things to heart."

"What's the matter?" Lu Feng raised his head and stunned for a moment. He went to her house for the New Year's Eve the year before last. At the dinner table, her second brother sneered, saying that Lu Feng was a waste and depended on his sister to support him, and ended up fighting.

In other people's territory, besides being beaten, there is nothing else to do. On the second day of the new year, I was beaten by my father-in-law, brother-in-law, brother-in-law, and sister-in-law.

"It's all over." Lu Feng was very generous. Anyway, it wasn't himself who was beaten, so he didn't care.

"You are so kind!" Jiang Xiaoyan smiled.

"It's alright, it doesn't matter if your family is beaten or beaten ten times before, I'm very generous." Lu Feng said with a smile.

"My house isn't that bad!"

After eating, Lu Feng took a shower and shaved, Jiang Xiaoyan washed the dishes, and said a little shyly: "You go to bed first, I will coax Duoduo to sleep in a while, don't rush to sleep. ."

But when she entered the bedroom, she was already snoring loudly. Seeing that Lu Feng was so tired, she felt a little uncomfortable, and silently carried Duoduo from the sofa into the back room.

At 5:30 the next morning, Lu Feng woke up on time, got dressed, arrived at the factory at dawn, and had already started the first shipment.

When those who pulled goods learned that the profit point had been raised, some people hesitated, some people yelled, and said outside the factory that they made Jiamei what it is now, without them, it’s not a shit, and now they are actually taking back the profit point and squeezing their profits. is courting death.

Some people even ranted wildly, saying that they would go to Wanyuan to pick up the goods tomorrow, and Jiamei would change it back in a few days. Lu Feng laughed when he heard these remarks.

Jiamei's products are very popular, they don't pull it, some people want it, and the first truck starts to load.

Lu Feng stared closely at the truck. Whether the truck could be accepted by the market would mean whether he had completely defeated Wanyuan and stood firm in the market. If he could make a profit, Wanyuan would lose. very thorough.

When the first shipment of goods was signed, the first ray of sunshine just cut through the darkness, giving the world a hint of gold, and the thick snow in the factory was extraordinarily white.

"We made a profit, we made a profit, that car made three hundred and twenty yuan, and we made money!"

Gao Zhiwei stood not far away and watched Datou excited like a child. His throat seemed to be blocked by a stone, and his eyes gradually turned red.

He is not an entrepreneur, just a manager. No matter whether he succeeds or fails, he can pat his butt and leave, but he has been under too much pressure this month.

When I heard the word "profit", all kinds of emotions flooded into my heart.

Lu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face, looked at the sun in the east, and muttered to himself, "I will see the light at last!"