In the tea restaurant, there was another high-pitched talk. Lu Feng was in charge of talking, and Datou and Han Dong were in charge of answering. They talked about the domestic economic situation and the development prospects of the snack industry, but the two of them could still talk nonsense.
As the conversation turned to international topics, I couldn't keep up. In the end, only Lu Feng was left sitting there talking, talking in great detail about snack varieties, market positioning, marketing, and market share.
Datou and Han Dong were both a little confused after hearing this. They stared at Lu Feng with some doubts. Is he lying to us or is he serious?
It sounds so true!
Gao Zhiwei always thought that Lu Feng was just a second-generation rich man. He didn't expect to know so much about the market. He was a little surprised, and the arrogance in his heart began to slowly dissipate.
Although Lu Feng is bragging, most of it is based on his ambition for the market. Children's snacks are a big market. Once he becomes a leading company, the profits will be terrifying.
After dinner, Gao Zhiwei was asked to go back to the hotel and wait. Now he was in a trap and couldn't escape!
In the afternoon, he went to take a look at the factory again. Lu Feng asked Han Dong, "Are there any former workers who are willing to come?"
"No, they're probably all going to the job market. That's what these day laborers are like!"
"Then let's hire a few more people. Let's hire twenty people first!" Lu Feng glanced around and said, "Move the things in the workshop, clean the place, prepare to unload the machines, and go to the factory director's office to have a look."
As expected of a former state-owned enterprise, the office is really big, with a two-meter-long solid wood desk, a large boss chair, and a row of filing cabinets behind it. Everything is fine, but it is a pity that there is a thick layer of dust.
Lu Feng picked up the document next to him and patted the dirt on the chair. He sat down and looked at the two of them and said, "Starting from today, we are officially going to be busy. Jiamei Food Co., Ltd. has been established. Datou, you are responsible for the finance. Han Dong,
You are still responsible for production and be the production director."
"good!"
Both of them were a little confused. They were very happy to be officials, but they could feel that the amiable Brother Feng was a bit serious.
"If the previous workshop was just a small business, then now it is a formal enterprise, and the enterprise must have regulations. Datou, don't call me Brother Feng from now on, you know?" Lu Feng looked at Datou and said.
Datou nodded, feeling a little uncomfortable, but felt suddenly alienated.
"Han Dong, sort out the list of suppliers and quotations and make it into a document. I will ask for it as soon as the machine arrives. There is also the matter of recruiting workers. There are about a hundred assembly line workers, warehouse management, finance, and personnel.
, procurement, as for marketing, public relations and so on, I will be busy myself for the time being."
"So many people?" Datou thought for a moment and said, "We don't seem to have that much money."
Lu Feng sighed and said, "After you are recruited, your salary will not be paid until one month. We have one month. Whether we win or lose completely depends on this month."
Han Dong sighed. He could feel that Lu Feng was playing extreme operations. He won the workshop last time, but this time it was not certain. The person who danced on the tip of the knife all the year round also died on the tip of the knife.
Of course, that was someone else. Han Dong couldn't understand Lu Feng. This person was hard to see through. You never knew what he could do. During this time, he had already felt that he was a pragmatist.
As long as it is useful to me, I will use any shameless means. It is shameless, but this method can win!
Simply assigning the tasks, Lu Feng thought about what to make for the first product. The cost of children's snacks is very low. The cost of a piece of fruit peel is basically about one penny. Retailing in the canteen is only a dime, which is ten times the price.
profit.
Relying on a platform like the canteen supply and marketing cooperative, if you want to sell well, you must give them profits. If agents are added to the middle, the profits will drop too much.
Wanyuan's products give terminal sales 25% of the profit point. If Lu Feng wants to seize his market, he must have more!
In the evening, Lu Feng stood up to return the car. Looking at the large factory building, he felt like starting a business for the first time. There was pressure. When making cans, he didn't have to worry about the market. In the vast countryside, let alone his small workshop.
Even ten can be accommodated.
After returning the car, Lu Feng rode his motorcycle back home, while Ren Qianbo stopped and was busy arranging for a divorce. Many outsiders thought it was because of He Yanli.
The two of them have only been together for a few days, so it is impossible for a person like Ren Qianbo, who is very purposeful, to be doomed the moment they get married. Zhang Yali is a real troublemaker.
Now that the last bit of window paper has been pierced, there is no room for turning back!
In the next few days, both Lu Feng and Ren Qianbo were extremely busy. As workers entered the factory, the factory, which had been dormant for more than two years, came to life!
In two days, everything was cleaned up, and people from various departments began to settle in, designate rules and regulations, and conduct personnel training!
The machines in the workshop were smashed and work was forced to stop. This time, with security guards, we felt a sense of security.
As the assembly line arrived, everything was basically ready, and the sign at the door was erected. At eight o'clock in the morning, Lu Feng was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, very formal.
"Now I announce that Jiamei Food is officially established!"
There was a round of applause, and many female workers even looked at Lu Feng with peach blossoms in their eyes. After all, outstanding young men of his age, temperament, and in such a large factory are really rare.
The prepared firecrackers went off, Lu Feng picked up the scissors and began to cut the ribbon. Han Dong on the side could clearly feel that Lu Feng had changed and was not as approachable as before in the workshop.
Especially in the past two days, when the assembly line came the day before yesterday, there was a small problem when unloading, and he was scolded.
Lu Feng is indeed keeping everyone close to each other. It used to be a small workshop, but it didn't matter if they were brothers. On the contrary, it can improve efficiency. Now it is an enterprise, with more than 200 people.
When wages are paid next month, the factory will be unable to make a profit and will face the risk of bankruptcy. If it remains the same as before and the people below work against it, it will probably go bankrupt in less than half a month.
The reason why Lu Feng asked the boss to take charge of finance was not because he couldn't find anyone who could manage it. On the contrary, any accountant who was rich and talented could be hired.
For a factory of this size, the most critical aspect is finance.
A small workshop only pays a small amount of money every day and collects accounts on the spot. There is no corruption. A large group is very strict in its finances. Even if it suffers a small loss, it will not shake the foundation of the enterprise.
Even if Lu Feng is not a big or small person now, it is easy to manipulate the account books. If he is just a little greedy, his profits may be gone.
The accountant doesn't need to be very powerful, he just needs to be honest. Of course, giving him 5% of the shares also has the idea of pacifying people's hearts.
The air was filled with the smell of firecrackers. Lu Feng raised his hand and pressed it lightly, saying: "Today we are officially established. I hope that Camry will prosper. Let everyone perform their duties and officially produce."
Today is not only an important day for Lu Feng, but also an important day for Ren Qianbo. He walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with scabs on the scratches on his face, but his steps were obviously much brisker.
From today on, he no longer has to carry the words "son-in-law". He walked directly to the car. Just as he was about to get in the car, the driver hurriedly said: "Mr. Ren, Jiamei Food was established today."
"That's pretty fast!" Ren Qianbo threw the bag in his hand on the passenger seat, smiled disdainfully and said, "How much money does he have left? It's all owed, he's vulnerable!"