Wang Lan reacted and whispered to Zhao Buhuan: "Did you admit the wrong person? This person is just a bastard, a loser who relies on his wife to support him all year round."
"Shut up, it's all about the business world. What do you know?" Seeing that the food had been served, Zhao Buhuan hurriedly greeted: "Everyone, please use your chopsticks. Mr. Lu, you're welcome!"
The two women, Li Jiaoyue and He Zhen, who were originally in high spirits, shut up and kept winking at their men. Mr. Zheng and Boss Sun kept toasting, while Zhao Buhuan dealt with it.
As we chatted, we talked about the glass industry. In Zhao Buhuan's eyes, Lu Feng was a man who was based on Hong Kong Island, looked at the world, and had seen the world.
When asking for advice on the development direction of the domestic glass industry, Lu Feng happened to know a lot about glass. In his last life, he even visited Fuyao Glass, the largest glass factory in the country.
Lu Feng talked about the structure of the glass industry, domestic market demand, manufacturing processes, supply methods, and the development direction of international glass companies.
Not to mention laymen like Mr. Zheng, Boss Sun, and Section Chief Niu, even Zhao Buhuan was a little stunned when he heard it. It was so powerful. Such great knowledge and understanding of the industry made his heart tremble.
The women didn't know what they were talking about, but they were secretly worried when they saw that their men couldn't even get a word in, or even seemed to understand. Instead, Mr. Zhao looked at Lu Feng with more and more respect.
"Mr. Lu, you are really a genius. How about you come here as a consultant?" Zhao Buhuan looked at Lu Feng and felt itchy. If such a talent can be brought to his side, he will definitely help him rise to the top.
"That's not necessary. I have other things to do." Lu Feng smiled and said nothing.
"I'll give you a toast!"
The two clinked their glasses, and Zhao Buhuan lowered the glass a little. This time, the dinner became a one-sided discussion between Mr. Zhao and Lu Feng.
The topic is too high-end and others cannot understand it at all.
After finishing the meal at around three o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Feng carried Duoduo downstairs, followed by Jiang Xiaoyan. Looking at the man's generous back, he felt mixed emotions in his heart.
"What a change!"
Jiang Xiaoyan even had an illusion in her mind that someone exactly like Lu Feng had replaced the original Lu Feng, but as soon as this idea appeared, she gave it up.
"Where did you know those things?" Jiang Xiaoyan asked.
Lu Feng pretended to be mysterious and looked around, then whispered: "I lied to him. Those things are for storytellers to read. You can't talk too much. If you talk too much, the secret will be revealed."
"Ah?" Jiang Xiaoyan said hurriedly: "Then hurry up and don't be chased out soon."
Riding her motorcycle back home, Duoduo screamed excitedly. This was definitely the happiest day in her history. She shouted, "Dad, can I eat there every day in the future?"
"You kid, do you know how much that table costs? It cost more than a hundred, which is three or four months' salary for an ordinary person!"
"It's okay. I'll work hard to make Duoduo eat big meals every day." Lu Feng turned around and glanced at Jiang Xiaoyan. She was also smiling and said, "The days will get better and better. Why don't you quit your job in the restaurant?"
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"What are you quitting for? A half-day shift costs ten yuan!" Jiang Xiaoyan rolled her eyes at him and said, "It sounds like how much money you make."
Lu Feng parked his motorcycle downstairs, reached into his pocket, took out three hundred yuan, handed it to Jiang Xiaoyan and said, "Quit, don't work so hard!"
"Where is there so much money?" Jiang Xiaoyan looked at the money and was shocked.
"You will make more money in the future, believe me!"
Jiang Xiaoyan hurriedly put the money away. Nothing could make people feel happier than this moment. After four years of marriage, a man took money from home for the first time. That feeling came to her heart and made her eyes red.
"Why are you crying again?"
"I'm so happy, don't let me cry!"
"Oh, if someone suddenly gave me so much money, I would cry too!" He Yanli's voice sounded from the side.
Lu Feng turned around and saw He Yanli, feeling a little unhappy. She didn't know when she came downstairs, and she happened to be standing at the entrance of the corridor. Jiang Xiaoyan said hurriedly: "Go upstairs and talk about going home."
"I have to go out. You can take Duoduo back. If you have nothing to do in the afternoon, go shopping and buy some clothes or something."
Jiang Xiaoyan took Duoduo upstairs, and He Yanli came over and looked at Lu Feng. It was fake to be unmoved, and said: "Lu Feng, where can you make a fortune? It's only three hundred yuan, sister..."
Before she could finish her words, Lu Feng turned around and left on his motorcycle. Passing by the third child's house, he said, "I'll return your car tonight."
Walk away.
He Yanli stomped her feet angrily, turned her head and went upstairs to sulk.
"Yanli, she is so beautiful today. She is getting prettier and prettier. It makes me feel hot all over." Wu Hongyu came out and joked, staring at He Yanli several times.
"Go away, you poor man!"
.........
When Lu Feng arrived at the workshop, he was startled by what he saw. There was a long queue at the door, various vehicles were everywhere, and a large group of people were squatting there and smoking.
The big head was surrounded in the middle, all the faces facing him were smiling faces, and his ears were full of flattery.
"Brother Big Tou, let me pull the next car!"
"That's right, let me pull less. You have a big head and I have a big head. We were the same family five hundred years ago."
“Brother Big Tou, what’s your surname?”
"Come on, smoke!"
"It's just a small thing, don't be offended!"
Da Tou was not good at sociability and was confused. Lu Feng pushed aside the crowd and said to Da Tou, "What's going on?"
"Brother Feng, you're finally here." Datou rushed over in a hurry.
"Are you Mr. Lu? Can you give me the next car?"
"Boss Lu, if others take two cents, I will take one cent."
"I'm five cents!"
"Stop!" Lu Feng hurriedly stopped the crowd and pulled Da Tou aside.
The thing is very simple. The rural market is so big that the sales of food cans are exploding. A cart of cans will be sold out within three hours at most. Each can is charged two cents, and a cart basically earns five yuan.
Huge profits!
Passed on to ten, passed on from ten to hundreds, whether they were selling bricks or selling goods, they all came. If the production could not keep up, some people began to make ideas from the big head, some stuffed cigarettes, some stuffed money, and some even whispered,
Pull a car and give the boss a 50% rebate.
This situation will occur when the market supply and demand relationship is inverted. Lu Feng showed a smile on his face, patted Datou's shoulder with his hand and said: "The time has come for us to become rich."
"Brother Feng, how can you get rich if you can't produce? And when those workers saw so many people buying goods today, they started to feel tired and worked hard." Datou complained.
"You don't understand the power of capital." Lu Feng smiled and said nothing.
Entering the workshop, whether it was the canners or the female workers on the assembly line, the speed was obviously much slower than yesterday, and Lu Feng didn't say much.
Zhou Hao came over, holding two packs of Chinese cigarettes in his hand, and stuffed them directly into Lu Feng's pocket, and whispered: "Mr. Lu, you have to let me pull a car today. I started your business, so you can't forget it."
Brother!"
"Don't worry, you can pull a cart in a while, and I promise to pull as much as you want tomorrow." Lu Feng said solemnly.
"Stop being ridiculous, you, a worker, are starting to become a foreigner."
"I can't even cure them, so I won't open a factory." Lu Feng smiled and went out directly, riding his motorcycle and heading straight to the job market.
This time he was full of confidence. When the market opened, there was no shortage of money. A successful businessman was invincible as long as he was not short of money.