A last stand

Gao Zhiwei also works in the market and often hangs out at various wine tables. Unlike Lu Feng, they will keep in touch when there is a prospect of cooperation. Even if they are not in this industry, they will continue to keep in touch.

Lu Feng is different. When he sets his sights on a person, he will drain that person's benefits and then discard them.

Facing such a boss, Gao Zhiwei was not afraid to lie. Sometimes he was particularly afraid that one day he would be useless to Lu Feng.

"I'll be early tomorrow and unload the goods in the warehouse first. The production efficiency is average these days. I'll talk to Han Dong and tell those who are messing around to get out. If they are too busy, we will recruit more people." Lu Feng threw away the cigarette butt. In the wind, he looked at Gao Zhiwei and said, "We only have one month, so you should worry more about the market."

"Do not worry!"

"Let's go, I'll ride slower, it's a bit cold!" Lu Feng got on the motorcycle, turned the accelerator and sped towards the factory.

Early the next morning, as it was getting dark, Lu Feng got dressed quietly, for fear of disturbing Jiang Xiaoyan.

When we arrived at the factory, a large truck had stopped at the door. The door opened. Gao Zhiwei waved to the driver. Lu Feng followed closely behind on a motorcycle and said, "It's quite early to get up."

"I haven't slept well all night. Now is a critical time. I was thinking, what should we do if we can't kill Wanyuan?" Gao Zhiwei was a little worried, rubbed his hands coldly and said, "We can't take the big head. Sold it?"

"It's just Ren Qianbo." Lu Feng turned the accelerator and entered the factory, saying no more.

After signing the order, the raw materials that used to cost 2,000 yuan a day now amount to 50,000 yuan. These raw materials are processed into products, which is enough to cover the daily supply of the three surrounding cities.

Half an hour later, the workers came to work. When they saw such a large cart of raw materials, they kept mumbling. Han Dong was also confused. He and Datou had been very negative these days, feeling that the factory was in trouble and that this period of time would not last long. It's just to extend his life. According to the boss, there are only a few dollars left in the account.

Lu Feng had to pay for the purchases every day, but today he suddenly purchased so many goods?

"Unload the cargo first!" Lu Feng greeted everyone.

"Director, where do we get the money to purchase goods?" Han Dong ran to Lu Feng and asked.

"Han Dong, I don't have any money at all. Last night I dreamed about the God of Wealth. She is a female God of Wealth. She has a good figure, a curvy front and back, and she wears very sexy clothes. She has taken a liking to me. As long as I accompany you, She, she just gave me money, no, I have money today." Lu Feng raised his eyebrows after speaking.

Han Dong's mind was filled with questions. After hearing this, he said, "Are you kidding me?"

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and let people unload the goods." As he spoke, Lu Feng saw that Mr. Zuo had arrived and walked over.

"It's quite early, Boss Lu. You've almost bought all the goods in my warehouse this time. With such a large truckload every day, Wanyuan will run out of food."

"You have such a big industry, but you can't supply this small amount of goods. It's a joke." Lu Feng said: "Come in, come in, I'll pay you."

Entering the office, Mr. Zuo was surprised when he saw a lot of money on the desk. He said in surprise: "Why put it on the table? Even if the safe can't fit it, find a cabinet to put it in!"

"The two cabinets on the desk are full. The fifty thousand promised yesterday and the fifty thousand purchased today, right?" Lu Feng picked out two large bundles from the pile of money and handed them over and said, "It's exactly one hundred thousand. I want Don't want to count?"

Mr. Zuo's total assets were much more than this money, but he was still shocked when he saw such a arrogant scene in front of him. Lu Feng was sitting on his desk like a nouveau riche, with hundreds of thousands piled next to him.

"Mr. Lu, to be honest, I'm jealous." Zuo Weimin stared at the money and sighed: "Sure enough, the most profitable things are all written in the criminal law. I'll leave first, otherwise I'm afraid I can't help but rob you."

Lu Feng laughed and sent Zuo Weimin out.

After breakfast in the canteen, the temperature has cooled down today. It is a little colder than yesterday, and it is almost approaching zero. The stove was lit in Gao Zhiwei's dormitory. Lu Feng ate and said, "After dinner, go to President Gao's dormitory for a meeting."

Datou looked at Lu Feng and said, "Brother Feng, I think you have been hiding a lot of things from me recently."

"I'll give you an explanation, don't worry!"

The dormitory was as warm as spring. After adding a few pieces of charcoal to the stove, Lu Feng sat on a chair, glanced at the crowd and said, "It has been almost twenty days since the factory was established. In these twenty days, I have experienced ups and downs." Many things are now at a critical juncture. Whether you stay on top of the tide and become a trend-setter, or whether you are like a meteor passing by, it all depends on this moment."

"Brother Feng, we have no money." Datou whispered.

"There is plenty of money. I have also seen it these days. Some random rumors are circulating in the factory. From today on, in the production room, you must arrive at work on time and smoking is prohibited. If anyone doesn't listen, he will be asked to pay his salary and leave. Lu Feng stared at Han Dong and said solemnly: "If you can't control it, I will let you go."

When Han Dong heard this, he immediately said seriously: "Don't worry, Mr. Lu, I will definitely take care of it."

"Pay close attention to production and improve efficiency. If there are not enough people, we will recruit people. If we can't produce 50,000 yuan of raw materials per day, I ask you." Lu Feng pointed at Han Dong and said: "For such a long time, your hands There are quite a few supervisors down there, so let's straighten things out. If you make another mistake, get out of here, you know."

"Know!"

"There is still a sales problem." Lu Feng looked at Gao Zhiwei and said with a serious face: "The market must push hard, don't tell me what to do, what I can give you is that the profit will be absolutely zero, I don't make money, as for you How to sell it is your business. The markets in the three cities and the goods in the warehouse, if Director Wang, who is in charge of the warehouse, tells me that the goods can no longer be piled up, then get out of here."

"I know!"

"Datou, there are only a few days left. It's time to pay wages. The accounts have been sorted out. There are now seven people in the finance department. Don't make any mistakes. Coordinate all aspects. I will get you 100,000 yuan to enter the account later. I will take care of the payment for the time being. ."

Da Tou nodded, and they could clearly feel that Lu Feng was very serious and the atmosphere in the room was a bit depressing. This was definitely a last-ditch fight, and failure or failure was inevitable.

"Finally, let me say a few words. I usually chat with you, and I don't treat myself like a boss, nor do I put on airs or show off with you. But if anyone lets me down during this period, Don't blame me for being rude, I'm telling you this, the battle horn has sounded, money has started to burn, and we have no way out!"

"The meeting is dismissed!" Lu Feng stood up and said, "Go back and hold a meeting for your department, do you understand?"

Everyone nodded and went out one after another.

The news spread rapidly, and the business department immediately notified the merchants, who quickly made adjustments. Some people in the wholesale market even took the initiative to run errands for Jiamei, promote these products, and act as salesmen.

Orders came in like snowflakes. The market had been hungry before, but now production was at full capacity. In one morning, six people were fired, quickly rectifying everyone's lazy state of mind.

A batch of goods is packaged and entered into the warehouse, then the warehouse manager counts the goods, the business department signs the order, the financial confirmation signs, the warehouse manager signs, and the shipment is completed. A set of procedures is seamless.

It was not until the afternoon that the first batch of Camry goods entered the market and started to massacre, and Ren Qianbo realized that he immediately offered profits to the terminal market. Unfortunately, it was too late, and the profits were too small. The bosses at the retail end looked down on this at all. profit.

Wanyuan was large, and had already lost about 100,000 yuan in profit before. All of this was money. Ren Qianbo felt extremely distressed, and felt a little hesitant when looking at the account book.

"Can he afford to lose?" Ren Qianbo stared at Liu Biao and said, "Do you think he can afford to lose?"

Liu Biao sighed. It was too easy for Mr. Ren to get along in this industry. He relied on his father-in-law to eliminate his opponents effortlessly. It could be said that he was making money while lying down. Facing a wild animal like Lu Feng, he seemed so helpless. combat effectiveness.

He didn't dare to lose money, he just wanted to rely on means, but his relationship crushed him to death, and now he is hesitant.

"I think if he dares to take action, he can definitely afford to lose money. Once the market is occupied, it will be difficult to get it back. You still have to spend money. We can only keep burning money." Liu Biao suggested.

Ren Qianbo looked at the account book, his heart was bleeding. He smashed the account book on the table and cursed: "I'm sick. Now those middlemen are making crazy money and giving away the money!"

Ren Qianbo sighed and said: "Reduce the profit to ten percent!"