Entering 1993, Master Kong and Tongyi had just begun to reap the benefits of the mainland market, especially Master Kong, which was registered in Tianjin in 1991. In the summer of 1992, it officially produced its first package of braised beef noodles, which became an instant hit and quickly occupied a large market.
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Everything came too easily. In a world without Jiamei Food, except for the rise of local enterprises such as Baixiang and Hualong a few years later, which slightly hindered their progress, they basically walked sideways for the rest of the time.
Especially after achieving success in food, they once again set their sights on the beverage market, fighting against companies like Wahaha head-on.
It is difficult for such enterprises not to expand, especially now that the island's economy is so developed and the market is so prosperous that it has a suppressive effect on mainland enterprises in terms of marketing, products, and processing technology.
At night, Xie Heng lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep. He always felt aggrieved. When he married Jiang Xiaohong, he originally planned to ask Lu Feng to help. The child was about to be born. He also told Jiang Xiaohong several times, but it was of no use.
Two brothers, Jiang Fiqiao and Jiang Fulu, sleep in the same room, but neither talks to the other. Everyone has their own plans in mind. For them, this year will be a tough battle.
They knew one thing very well. It was completely impossible to conquer Lu Feng. They could only start with their own sister.
Early the next morning, five Steyr trucks were parked at the door of the warehouse, the decoration workers were already busy, and the night shift workers began to get off work.
Lu Feng got up and washed up, had a simple breakfast, said hello to Gao Zhiwei, and got in the car back.
It was almost ten o'clock when we got home, and a group of people were busy posting couplets. Lu Feng went upstairs, and his parents came out to greet him. His mother held his arm and kept talking, and Lu Feng could only smile and say nothing.
Entering the room, Lu Feng saw that Jiang Xiaoyan's eyes were a little red, and it looked like she had cried. After a little thought, he knew why.
The tobacco, wine, tea and sugar were placed on the table again, and Jiang Xiaoyan sat next to Lu Feng.
"What's wrong?" Lu Feng asked in a low voice.
"It's okay. By the way, an old classmate of yours came to see you and said there was a class reunion this year." Jiang Xiaoyan said.
"This is the son of the three leprous men in the village who used to give you a big nose when you were in school." My mother reminded me at the side and said: "He is doing well now. He came here yesterday wearing a suit and looking straight.
To be honest, I even bought a pack of cigarettes for your dad, which is really valuable."
Lu Feng doesn't have much memory from before. It doesn't matter whether he is a three-year-old or a fourth-year-old.
"I don't want to participate either, forget it." Lu Feng refused.
"I'm telling you, you have to rely on fellow villagers. Wherever you go, you have to rely on your own people. Some of your classmates are pretty good at it. Erlu's nephew is also a big boss now. Don't look at his grandfather.
With such a donkey-like nature, that kid is really not bad at all." The father was gesticulating as he spoke, as if he had been through it all.
"That's right." Jiang Fuqiao also spoke up and said: "When you do business, especially outside, if you meet a fellow countryman, he will really help you. I went to Northeast China this year, and when I bought the ticket,
You bought it at the wrong time, and when you went to the window to ask, they ignored you at all. As soon as the manager heard my accent, he said, oh, fellow, this matter was taken care of immediately."
"It's all a favor. I just want to go have a meal. Maybe I'll use it sometime."
What you say to everyone and what I say is nothing more than saying that these days we still rely on human relationships, with many friends and many paths. They are all people who have been through it and know more than Lu Feng. If you listen to someone's advice, nothing will happen.
Lu Feng raised his head and glanced at the quartz clock hanging on the wall. It was already eleven o'clock at noon, and he said, "Let's not talk about it for now. Have you cooked yet? I'm a little hungry."
"It'll be ready soon, I'll go take a look." Mom stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
Lu Feng discovered something. No matter how successful you are or how old you are, once the elders in the family start to point fingers, they will feel that they are better than you. They have worldly connections and experience. Just by talking, they feel that they are all capable.
The specific operation is to fully pull the hips.
After finally staying up until dinner, Lu Feng suggested having a drink and going to bed after drinking too much. It would save so much.
Lu Feng's drinking capacity was considered acceptable. After all, he often had to go to the dinner table to drink with his boss. A pound of liquor was still fine. After drinking this wine until about two o'clock in the afternoon, he lay down on the kang and fell asleep.
The couplets have been posted. According to the general procedure, the women should be making dumplings in the afternoon. If they don't need to make dumplings, they will be playing cards.
Melon seeds and dried fruits were served in a mess, and they sat together chatting and waiting for dinner. During the Chinese New Year, they just ate and played cards.
Lu Feng is quite relaxed here. The first batch of products from Jiamei Food's major factories have been produced, and trucks are delivering goods to major distribution points. For some small shops in towns and villages, supply and marketing cooperatives provide door-to-door delivery, and the requirement is that they spend a certain amount of money.
Spread the goods as much as possible within the scope.
In the county, Liu Jiang called his old classmates.
"Hey, how are you? Is Fengzi back?" asked the other end of the phone.
"I'm back. I met his wife. He just wasn't here yesterday. You said this game is so difficult. When he was messing around in school, our younger brother was led by a fourth grader to block the toilet.
At that time, I led people to rescue him." Liu Jiang said slightly unhappy: "You are not bad at it, now you have 1.8 million, right?"
"That's all in the past. He has money now, and I just want to talk to him about investing in an outsourcing factory. Liu Jiang, I'm telling you this, it's just us, if there is no Fengzi, I will be the first
First, no one dares to recognize it. Second, do you believe it?"
"That's for sure. If you go out now, no one will call you Mr. Hu. That asset of 1.8 million is just a joke. Just your Audi car, big brother, is definitely CEO level." Liu Jiang boasted.
"What 1.8 million? Don't always ask for 1.8 million, okay?" said the other end of the phone impatiently.
"I'm not bragging about you, but Mr. Hu, I've known you since you were in the first grade. Just two words: low-key!"
"You're so low-key, I obviously have two million in assets, damn it!" Mr. Hu said very unhappy: "Let's book it for the first day of the Lunar New Year. I have something else to do on the second day of the new year. Don't say I'm the one looking for it.
If I ask him for help, he will definitely not come."
"Oh oh oh, don't worry about this."
The two chatted for a while and then hung up the phone.
Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and the fireworks have started tonight. It's almost time to eat, and Lu Feng's dad, Jiang Fiqiao, Jiang Fulu, and Jiang Xiaoyan's dad woke up.
Sitting at the dinner table, Jiang Fuqiao spoke first and said: "Lu Feng, no matter how much money you make, it's still not as good as being an official. I've been working on this for the past year. As for our family, we can be considered free from it."
You are poor, but you don’t look impressive when you go out. Think about it, no matter how rich you are, people won’t make you money, and they won’t give you face.”
Several elders nodded one after another. They have a very persistent belief in being an official. Even the richest man in the world is not as good as a county magistrate.
When Lu Feng heard this, although it sounded like a discussion when he said it, he was giving you guidance both inside and outside of his words.
"Um...Xiaohong." Lu Feng said to Jiang Xiaohong: "Bring two more bottles of Fenjiu, one with 52 degrees."
"No more, no more!" everyone waved their hands.
"Drink some, drink less." Lu Feng took the wine and poured a glass for each of them.
Along with the bursts of fireworks outside the window, people at the dinner table exchange cups and drinks. The drunk elders are the good elders.
After dinner, everyone put away their dishes and chopsticks. The Spring Festival Gala on some local stations had already started. Song Xuemei watched for a while and called Jiang Xiaoyan to the room next to her.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Jiang Xiaoyan closed the door and asked.
"Xiaoyan, Mom recently heard that there is an old Chinese doctor in Haojiazhuang who specializes in treating infertility. He has been treating infertility for a lifetime and is very powerful. Let's go back on the first day of the new year and let you have a look." Song Xuemei
He said earnestly, "You didn't see that mother-in-law of yours, she was talking both inside and outside the words. It's not the way to go on like this."
"I understand. Lu Feng is very kind to me. He is different from others. He said that it would be okay not to have children in the future. When he gets old, he can set up a fund with his money..."
"Don't listen to that kind of nonsense. It's all a lie to women. If you have money, you can change it anytime you want. What should you do? Sitting alone on the street and crying?" Song Xuemei looked at her daughter and sighed,
Said: "It would be great if you were half as smart as Xiaohong."
"Xiaohong is pretty good too. How can we live our lives like this?" Jiang Xiaoyan retorted: "Just be sincere to the sincere. Why do you need so much attention? Are you tired?"
"Look at you, Xiaohong now holds all the money in Xie Heng's family. Do you think Xie Heng is a fuel-efficient lamp? He doesn't dare, otherwise he will leave the house." Song Xuemei educated: "You
Ah, you have to slowly take his money into your own hands, do you understand?"
"Where does he have money? All he has is debt!" Jiang Xiaoyan said a little unhappy: "I know my own business."
Song Xuemei felt angry when she saw her, but she couldn't say too much. She sighed and said, "You can make up your own mind. Don't suffer the consequences and make me cry. The old Chinese doctor has already made a decision."
The two murmured for a long time, then opened the door and walked out. Lu Feng's mother came over and said some polite words, and sat there watching TV together.
Lu Feng had no intention of watching. He sat by the window and saw heavy snow falling outside. Gradually, the whole world turned white. This was the first heavy snow he had seen this year.
"Auspicious snow heralds a good year. I hope this year will be a good one."
Lu Feng muttered to himself, but what he was thinking in his heart was whether Jiang Wanmeng had made a decision. He hoped that he could change some of the processes of history, trigger a butterfly effect, and make his path smoother.