Return To 1990

In the past month, Bird has made a lot of actions, because it is incomparable with Jiafeng Electronics or Motorola in terms of sales channels.

So they simply engage in a wholesale model. Whoever pulls the goods will sell them as long as they pay. There is no after-sales service. What they do is a one-shot deal. Can be used to expand production.

When Lu Feng heard the news, he couldn't eat it. If he remembered correctly, Bird was established in 1992, and the first batch of pagers was produced in 1993. Due to poor quality, a large number of returned products were returned. Funding and technical support only gained a firm foothold in 1994.

It did not occupy a 20% market share until 1996, and it surpassed it in the last few years of the 1990s, and then transformed into mobile phones.

It sells 50,000 units a month, and the annual sales are rushing to 1 million units. This waveguide is a bit strong!

Back in the office, lying on the bed and pondering until late at night, Lu Feng seemed to have figured out the key. In the world of the previous life, Bird's opponent was only Motorola, and the competition was not so fierce. However, in this life, there is Jiafeng Electronics.

For them, Jiafeng Electronics, as a local enterprise, puts more pressure on them than foreign capital. When it is strong, it is stronger, and many things have quietly changed.

In fact, Lu Feng has changed the fate of too many people. Along the way, from Da Tou, Gao Zhiwei, Zhu Lidong, Zhang Fengxia, Jiang Xiaoyan, etc., everyone who has come into contact with him seems to have deviated from the original trajectory of life.

Is this world still the same world?

Lu Feng couldn't think clearly, maybe when he appeared, everything was the starting point of change, he fell asleep in a drowsy sleep, and the next day was the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month.

The factory was on holiday, the company began to clean up, and everyone was slack at work. Lu Feng even saw a vice president tidy up the things on his desk, quite like a primary school student waiting for school.

Tomorrow will be a holiday, and Lu Feng also understands these people. After all, they have been busy in this year, and they have packaged more than 500 red envelopes, and Lu Feng will send them when he sees them.

"Mr. Lu Happy New Year!"

"Hello, Mr. Lu!"

"Mr. Lu has a good New Year!"

On the fifth floor, Lu Feng spent the whole morning, and the meals in the cafeteria at noon were extraordinarily rich. At the dinner table, Wei Yandan, Zhu Lidong, and Liucheng were all executives. They did not have a holiday for the time being. Only the New Year's 30 holiday, the company also A small group will be left on duty to maintain the basic operation of the headquarters.

"Then...what's going on with Bird? It's sold so fiercely!" Lu Feng asked towards a table of people.

"I'm also in a hurry. I heard that I was planning to build a sales point slowly, but now I'm in a hurry, so I'm going to wholesale." Zhu Lidong looked at the vice president beside him and said, "Mr. Liu is staring at this.

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Mr. Liu was about to report to Lu Feng, and Lu Feng said directly, "Let's not talk about it for now. Let's celebrate the New Year. Are the New Year's goods ready at home? Are you in Shenzhen or go back to your hometown?"

"I went back to my hometown. I haven't gone back for a few years. My child wants to go back. There are many relatives in my hometown, so it's lively."

"I'm also going back, mainly because I don't need to cook, my family is ready!"

"Hahahaha, but when you go back, you have to give out red envelopes!"

Everyone was talking, Lu Feng listened to their plan, and felt a little lonely. He picked up the glass in front of him and took a sip. Wei Yandan hadn't gone home for the New Year for two years. Take less vacation.

"Mr. Wei, you haven't been home for a long time, haven't you?" Lu Feng asked her.

"I was on a business trip in the summer, and I passed by and went back." Wei Yandan said while eating.

"I'll give you a holiday this year, go back early, the subordinate factories are all ready for production, and the shipments are stable, and the rest is fine." Lu Feng smiled at her and said, "You go home for a new year. "

Wei Yandan looked happy after hearing this, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lu."

The pace of life is not so fast now, and business is not so race against time. For some small businesses, it is not a problem to prepare goods in the warehouse for the New Year and start work after the first month.

In the afternoon, everyone got off work early. The company seemed to be a bit empty. From time to time, there were several sounds of gun battles in the distance. It seemed a little New Year. There is no New Year in the business district.

Liu Cheng knocked on the door of Lu Feng's office, and Lu Feng asked him, "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Lu, when are you going home?"

"I won't go back this year. I'm here alone. When President Wei goes home, I'll take a walk in the company." Lu Feng asked him, "Are you off work? How's the information on the Roma Group?"

"The contract is in the process of going through the process. It is expected that the relevant materials will come the day after tomorrow. I have set up an assault team. Now that the relevant materials and documents have not come, I will give them a few days off." Liu Cheng knew that Lu Feng did not. A place to go, he suggested, "Would you like to eat at my house?"

"I won't go, your family is lively, and I'm also busy, giving gifts to the leader." Lu Feng waved at him and said, "Go home early."

Liu Cheng said a few more polite words, but Lu Feng still refused.

The sky outside had already darkened. In the distance, fireworks could be seen blooming in the air, and then they disappeared in an instant. Lu Feng lit a cigarette and felt lonely in the air.

At the time of reunion and the lights of thousands of families, he felt that he was abandoned by the whole world. This kind of loneliness did not exist now, but when he opened his eyes and saw this era, the loneliness in his heart always existed.

A person who has been thrown away in the past has some words that no one can say.

He called Deputy Mayor Liu and gave him some festive cakes or something. The other party refused, and he wanted to call Huang Youwei, but he couldn't find him for the New Year.

This idea was eventually rejected by Lu Feng.

The greetings at work are all polite words. What Lu Feng needs at this time is not these. He needs a home, a place where he can rest his heart.

On the third day, Lu Feng finally agreed to go back to have a meal with Liucheng. Liucheng's house is quite big, and he built a small three-story western-style house. Southerners generally have this preference, and they build a small western-style house to live in.

Liu Cheng's daughter-in-law is a high school teacher with fair skin and a pair of glasses. When she saw Lu Feng carrying something into the door, she hurriedly took it and said, "Come in, come here, buy something, you are so big. Boss, it's too late for us to welcome you, Lao Liu often talks about you, I didn't expect you to be so young."

Lu Feng didn't say a word, she had already made a long list, and it was obvious that she was a talkative person.

"It's not a good time to come empty-handed." Lu Feng was polite, and was a little shy when he saw a seven- or eight-year-old child walking out.

"Call someone!"

"Hello, uncle!"

"Hello, hello, I'll give you some lucky money!" Lu Feng took out a big red envelope from his pocket as he spoke, and the couple refused to accept him.

The child took the red envelope with a smile on his face and squeezed it with his hand. Obviously, he was quite satisfied with the money in it. Little did he know that Lu Feng stuffed a stack of ten dollars into it. Hundred bucks.

But there are many!

"How about the exam?" Lu Feng sat down and asked him.

"This child doesn't study hard all day long." Liu Cheng sighed and looked helpless.

The joy on the little guy's face disappeared a lot, and he smiled awkwardly at Lu Feng: "It's okay!"

"Have you finished your winter vacation homework?" Lu Feng asked again.

He couldn't laugh at all, was glared by Liu Cheng, and obediently went back to the house to do his homework.

The twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, for now, is already the beginning of the new year. During dinner, the gunfire outside was crackling. This house was busy, and the other house was bustling, and there was a feeling of competition.

Lu Feng sat with Liu Cheng drinking wine.

"I feel annoyed at the festival!" Lu Feng leaned on the chair and smoked a cigarette, feeling a little melancholy.

"Mr. Lu, you are young and rich. If you can't remarry, you can find another one. It's easy to find another one!" Liu Cheng persuaded: "Let's put aside the status of this subordinate now, I will take one As a big brother, I want to persuade you, you say that this is a festival, it is not a big deal."

"No, women are easy to find. I'm not bragging about you!" Lu Feng drank slightly and put a hand on Liu Cheng's shoulder and said, "I, I... hiccup.... as long as I think a beautiful woman will marry me tomorrow, but I don't want a woman, I want a home."

"I understand, I understand! I'm older than you, and I understand how you feel." Liu Cheng blushed, his voice began to fluctuate, and said to Lu Feng, "You can't be so lonely, I thought about it a few days ago. Tell you, why don't you go home? I'm having trouble with my family because of the divorce?"

"No, this thing... ah... drink and drink!" Lu Feng sighed, his face was full of vicissitudes that others couldn't understand, he picked up the glass and said, "It's all in the wine."

The two drank it all in one go. Lu Feng picked up the chopsticks and picked up the cucumbers. Liu Cheng obviously drank more than he did. He wanted to take a bite with the chopsticks, but the chopsticks always stuck out of the plate and finally gave up.

"With my current financial resources, what do I want? I can find a group of beauties. Even if I go to karaoke to spend my life and spend two million a night, I can afford it." Lu Feng said to him: "As for women, it's not uncommon. I can do anything. But... But what's the point of that?"

"I understand! I understand!" Liu Cheng nodded again and again, lit a cigarette, resting his chin with one hand, looking sluggish.

Knowing that he didn't understand, Lu Feng glanced at the time, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and said to him, "Go to rest early, I'm going back too."

"There are rooms, you stay here, it's so late." Liu Cheng stood up and staggered to retain; "Drink a little longer."

"Don't drink, you go to bed earlier, tomorrow the data will come, you have to go to work." Lu Feng settled for a few words and walked towards the door.