Lu Feng had almost reached the door, but he still didn't see Zhao Buhuan chasing him out. He sighed inwardly. It seemed that the research and evaluation he had tried so hard to do was useless.
It’s better to go to a glass factory in other places to have a look.
Just as he was about to turn around and take back the folder, Lu Feng saw Zhao Buhuan running all the way. Lu Feng was stunned for a moment, quickly got into the mood, and walked back.
"Mr. Zhao, I was just looking for you. I left my folder with you," Lu Feng said.
Zhao Buhuan ran up to him, panting, and said: "Mr. Lu, I brought it to you. I think we can talk some more!"
"There's no need for that. My factory is very small, and your bid is quite far from what I expected." Lu Feng pondered for a while and said, "The main thing is that I can't decide the supplier's price, do you understand?"
"It's okay, what's your price?" Zhao Buhuan reached out and grabbed Lu Feng's shoulder, as if he was afraid that he would run away.
"One penny, even if you give me this price, it won't work, you have to pay monthly!"
"No problem, monthly payment is monthly, sign the contract now!" Zhao Buhuan was very happy.
A stone in Lu Feng's heart finally fell to the ground, otherwise he would have to deceive other glass factories. He thought for a while and said: "Thank you very much, Mr. Zhao, for your kindness. When the time comes, I will go to the head office for a meeting and I will definitely mention your company more.
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"Mr. Lu, you're welcome. Sign the contract now!"
Half an hour later, Da Tou, who was already a little impatient with waiting, saw Lu Feng finally walking out with a smile on his face.
"Brother Feng, why did you come out?"
"It's done." Lu Feng turned around, glanced at the factory, and said hurriedly: "Hurry up, don't let anyone see us riding a 28-car."
"Brother Feng, my mother told me that even if you are poor, you have to have backbone. As long as the 28-car is your own, you should hold your head high..."
"I understand, your mother is right, hurry up!" Lu Feng hurriedly sat on the beam and urged.
Everything is ready now. Lu Feng's hard work these days has paid off and it will be produced tomorrow. He knows that he must put it into production as soon as possible and make money, otherwise once this scam is exposed, he will really lose everything.
In the past few days, Lu Feng has been dancing on the edge of a knife. Even now, he only maintains a delicate balance, taking advantage of the poor circulation of information in this era.
If you had the Internet and a mobile phone, you could make a few phone calls and Lu Feng's scam would be exposed.
"Brother Feng, what are we going to do now?"
"Go to the job market!"
As the sun set, Datou rode his 28 bicycle toward the talent market. On the way, Datou said: "Brother Feng, I won't be able to ride out in a few days."
"Why?"
"My land is about to be hoeed for the second time. It's going to be busy."
Lu Feng didn't know where Big Tou's fate would go, but he could predict it. After getting to know him during this period, he was very honest and honest. In fact, he was also aware of Lu Feng's behavior.
But he would do whatever Lu Feng asked him to do. In his previous life, Lu Feng had been in business for many years and had seen too many smart people. However, those smart people were always thinking about how to rob other people's money, using all possible means.
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"Datou, do you like farming?"
"I don't like it. It's very tiring and sunny. I also want to go to the city to work, but my parents say that I will be cheated. Farming in the village is the best choice."
"Do you believe in fate?" Lu Feng turned around and took a look and said, "Brother, my canning workshop is about to start operating. Come and help me, okay? If I make money, I will give you fifteen dollars a month."
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"Thank you, Brother Feng. I think Brother Feng is not an ordinary person. He will definitely be rich and powerful in the future."
Lu Feng laughed, and he could even praise others.
The talent market is crowded, and the people here are very mixed. There are no college students at all. Nowadays, college students are in short supply, and they are snapped up by major companies before they graduate.
More people come to the city to work and engage in manual labor!
"Boss, do you need someone? I'll move the goods and find a coolie!"
"Boss, do you want to build a wall and connect it to the water?"
"Boss, I can clean the house, babysit, or cook."
Maybe it was because Lu Feng was well-dressed, and people kept asking him. After asking for a while, he had a pretty good idea of the market situation. An assembly line worker earns about ten yuan a month.
"The cannery needs ten people. The salary is ten yuan. We need a few men and a few women with quick hands and feet. We don't want the elderly ones!" Lu Feng shouted a few words to the surroundings.
The salary of ten yuan is not high. Those who do hard work can get fifteen to eighteen yuan a month. Ten yuan cannot support the family. There are many people looking at Lu Feng, but not many come over.
"When will the boss start work?" asked a woman in her thirties.
"Salary will be calculated starting tomorrow."
One after another, people began to ask. Lu Feng remembered the names, but they were all women. Men were needed to cook cans and move goods. A few men happened to ask, and the salary was also being discussed. Not far away, someone suddenly shouted: "Canned food"
Factory, moving goods, cooking cans, salary is fifteen yuan a month!"
The men who were negotiating wages with Lu Feng turned around and left.
"Brother Feng, I'll give you fifteen yuan!" Datou said from the side.
Lu Feng raised his head and saw that he was a man in his forties, wearing a large suit and wearing a BB camera on his waist. He looked very proud.
It seems that many people have been eyeing the canned food business. We can only hope that the market competition will not be so fierce.
"We can also pay fifteen yuan!"
"You can afford it. Brother Feng, didn't you say that your father didn't give you any money?"
"It's not like I'll give you salary on the spot, I'll pay it next month. Let alone fifteen yuan, I can promise you one hundred and fifty yuan." Lu Feng said expressionlessly.
Datou reacted and said: "Brother Feng, aren't you lying? If you can't pay me, your conscience will feel uncomfortable."
Lu Feng smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother Feng is a businessman. Businessmen do not care about conscience, businessmen care about profits."
Datou nodded and didn't say much. But at that moment, he was sure that the current Brother Feng was a completely different person from the one he knew before.
The middle-aged man opposite recruited more than a dozen people, and Lu Feng started recruiting. The men's salary also increased to fifteen yuan, and he quickly hired five men.
"Brother, you open a cannery!" a man walked over and asked.
Lu Feng turned around and took a look, nodded and said, "Yes!"
"Who will buy the goods for you? I sell cans." The man introduced: "My name is Zhou Hao. I mainly sell to canteens, supply and marketing cooperatives, and the village."
"Hello, hello!" Lu Feng was still thinking of finding someone to sell the canned goods, but he didn't expect that he would come to the door. He said, "No one is selling the goods yet, so you are the only one?"
"I have a group of brothers. What's the price for shipping?"
"Go to my place tomorrow and have a chat. It's easy." Lu Feng told him the address and asked the workers to report on time tomorrow morning.
After leaving the talent market, Datou had to go home. Lu Feng asked him to pass by Sun Longbin's village and told him that he would bring two carts of fruit tomorrow.
On the way home, Lu Feng felt a little emotional. It was inconvenient not to have a mobile phone, and he had to ask someone to send messages. He passed by the vegetable market and bought some vegetables, bought half a catty of pork, and walked home.