Chapter 135

The meal was fast. Gao Zhiwei went home early. Just after closing the door, his wife asked, "didn't you say that President Lu gave you shares? You lied to me?"

"I didn't lie to you. I gave you the shares. Just listen to what I said just now. Don't go out and talk nonsense." Gao Zhiwei walked towards the phone.

"You lied to him?"

"Sure, I'll call President Lu now." Gao Zhiwei picked up the phone and wanted to call the factory. No one answered, so he had to call home.

The three of Lu Feng's family just finished their meal and watched TV. Lu Feng was half lying on the sofa, his head resting on Jiang Xiaoyan's thigh, holding Duoduo in his arms. From time to time, he had to press her hand to prevent her from pulling her ears.

"Jingling bell."

"Dad, the phone is ringing," cried dodo.

"Who's so late?" Jiang Xiaoyan muttered, "it won't be relatives who borrow money again."

"Give me the phone and I'll kill him for you." Lu Feng turned over and said.

Jiang Xiaoyan took the phone and pressed hands-free.

"I'm Lu Feng. Who are you? It's so late." Lu Feng said.

"President Lu, it's me, Gao Zhiwei."

"Ah?" Lu Feng was a little surprised and sat up and said, "Why are you calling me so late?"

Gao Zhiwei told the whole story. It seems that the other party has been fully prepared, and instead of reporting locally, he went to the capital.

When Jiang Xiaoyan saw him talking about things, she turned off the TV and went into the house with Duoduo in her arms.

After hearing this, Lu Feng took a deep breath. Sure enough, there was no movement in the past two days, so he didn't hold his fart. Lu Feng thought about it and said, "tomorrow they report, and you are responsible for explaining. Everything is arranged. Take those reporters to see it. I'll call Du Qifeng tomorrow and let him confront each other."

After chatting for nearly an hour, he hung up the phone. Lu Feng sighed. This situation could not end without three or five months. He stood up and entered the bedroom. Jiang Xiaoyan had fallen asleep.

Lu Feng went to the bed and found that Duoduo was asleep. He stretched out his hand to pick her up.

Jiang Xiaoyan didn't know what he wanted to do. She stared and said, "it's been a few days. Take a rest. I'm afraid you're tired."

"Not tired!"

Although this period of time is very frequent, Jiang Xiaoyan still has some butterflies in her heart holding the quilt. She feels that Lu Feng seems to want a child.

Turning off the living room light, Lu Feng determined that Duoduo didn't wake up and pushed the door into the bedroom.

The next morning, Duoduo stood outside the door and hit the door. She slept in her mother's arms every day and woke up on the sofa in the living room.

"Stop knocking, you are also a big girl. Go and help your mother make breakfast." Lu Feng said casually.

"Fuck you, what are you talking about?" Jiang Xiaoyan hurried to find her pajamas. For a long time, she found that she had been thrown on the ground and put it on her body. She opened the door and saw Duoduo's face full of anger.

"I didn't do it. Hit your father."

Duoduo angrily walked towards Lu Feng, climbed into bed and hit him with a small fist.

Half an hour later, Jiang Xiaoyan made breakfast, leaned against the door and said, "stop fighting, have breakfast."

"I didn't hit my father, my good father."

Jiang Xiaoyan couldn't help laughing when she looked like this and said, "let's buy it so soon? Eat quickly."

Lu Feng came out and looked at Jiang Xiaoyan. He was a little dishonest. The other party looked at him white and said, "what are you doing, smelly hooligan."

"You blame me?" Lu Feng patted her.

Jiang Xiaoyan came out of the bedroom, sat down and looked at Lu Feng. After hesitating for a while, she still asked, "do you want a child?"

"No!" Lu Feng shook his head and said, "I just want to be comfortable."

"Die, what are you talking nonsense in front of the children?" Jiang Xiaoyan said and twisted Lu Feng.

Lu Feng grinned with pain. He really didn't want to have a child, and she must be very busy in the past two years. If she was pregnant, she had to be taken care of by someone. She thought for a moment and said, "yes, in case she was pregnant, make a measure next time."

"I don't want to listen to you. Maybe I'm pregnant."

"Then I can't afford it?" Lu Feng took a bowl of porridge and said, "we can afford to pay the fine."

"Ghosts give birth to you. What should I do if it hurts." Jiang Xiaoyan whispered.

After dinner, Lu Feng sent Duoduo to the kindergarten. When he arrived at the factory office, the information of the day had been arranged on the table, there were some news from all aspects, and he made a pot of tea.

Lu Feng looked at such a neat table and was in a good mood. Just sitting down, Zhang Fengxia came in.

"It's getting better and better. You've made rapid progress. You're in this state. It's absolutely no problem to be a secretary in other large companies." Lu Feng praised.

"I want to be the boss. When will President Gao come back?" Zhang Fengxia asked.

"I can't come back for the time being!" Lu Feng said a few words and ordered some things. He picked up the phone on the table and called Du Qifeng and ordered him to take the lead in questioning the nature of Wahaha nutrient solution.

Hung up the phone and began to deal with things in the factory. According to the data gathered by all parties, the sales volume of small cans has stabilized at more than 90000 bottles a day in recent days. According to the situation of all parties, the blowout of sales volume is only a matter of time.

At the morning financial meeting, Lu Feng simply looked through the data. At present, the gross profit of six factories plus this factory is about 700000 per day.

At first glance, this data is amazing, but now Jiamei food has 8400 employees, with a monthly salary of nearly 3 million. All kinds of consumables add up to 500000. Water and electricity are not cheap. The most important thing is debt.

The latest debt data is 94.52 million, close to 100 million. The construction of several factories has begun, followed by a steady stream of money. It is expected that by the end of April, according to the contracts signed with various places, the first phase of the factory project must start.

The cost of the first phase of the six factories is expected to be more than 70 million. The money was enough to support the second phase of the factory, but Lu Feng paid his employees, bought assembly lines, rented space and so on!

There was a shortage of funds. Lu Feng held a meeting and looked at the statement with an indifferent face. He was ready to move the money. The promotion speed of small cans was too slow.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Wahaha held a press conference to report Jiamei food advertisements in real name, induce consumers, false advertisements, etc. to reporters, Wahaha vowed that the small cans of Jiamei food products are blended in black workshops, and there is no nutrition at all, not to mention overseas laboratories and noble. The cost of small cans with a price of up to one piece is only three or five cents.

As soon as the news came out, it swept the whole of China like a tornado. Local TV stations flocked to report. In less than an hour, Du Qifeng met the reporter locally on behalf of Jiamei food.

"I haven't heard of the telephone. Thank you for the telephone and fax in this era. Otherwise, some people can say what they want to say in the distance. Our general manager, Mr. Gao, is in Hangzhou. I put my address here. I hope you can make it clear when you send faxes to major newspapers. He is waiting for you."

"We not only have laboratories overseas, but also in Shenzhen, with the participation of foreign researchers. Our small cans are appetizing, delicious, healthy and expensive to sell. However, compared with those cans on the market without labels, we buy a healthy one, especially for children. We have to buy medicine for a bad stomach, right?"

"As for Wahaha's report on us, we must face it, but I also have a question here. Their nutrient solution claims to be miraculous for children not to eat. Is it medicine or children's food? If it's food, is this kind of publicity appropriate? If it's medicine, it's three poisons!"

Du Qifeng clattered for an hour and a half in front of more than a dozen reporters. He understood his opponent's research very well. Lu Feng pointed out a direction to him. He was definitely knocking to death.

At noon, the fax of Jiamei food report spread rapidly. There are contacts between major newspapers and television stations. It is necessary to pay to reprint each other's news, especially such a big news, which is of great value.

Zong was very satisfied with the effect of the press conference this morning. The report letter has been sent to Beijing by post. I really don't know whether there is a reply.

He wanted to call Gao Zhiwei out in the afternoon and put a heavy bomb. This time, he wanted to destroy all Lu Feng's confidence.

No one answered the call. He called several times. Zong felt something was wrong and called Li Zhensong.

"Zong Zong, what's the matter?"

"Is Gao Zhiwei at home? I didn't mean to ask him to wait for notice today?"

"I'll have a look."

Li Zhensong put the phone aside, opened the door and knocked on Gao Zhiwei's door. Gao Zhiwei's wife opened the door and asked, "what's up?"

"What about President Gao? It was agreed yesterday that it was time to go to the factory."

"What did you say? My old Gao is not at home." he said and closed the door directly.

Li Zhensong closed the door and was stunned. He responded, patted his thigh, shouted in his mouth, turned his head and went home. He picked up the phone and said, "Zong Zong, it's bad. The boy Gao Zhiwei pretended to surrender!"

"What?"

Zong didn't hear what was said at the other end. A manager came in and said; "Du Qifeng of Jiamei food responded that they had a laboratory in Shenzhen, and Gao Zhiwei was still waiting in room 507 of Tianhe hotel. He took these reporters today and made an appointment with the local TV station."

Zong hung up the phone silently, closed his eyes, leaned back on the chair and didn't say a word. The atmosphere in the room was dignified and breathless.

He has never seen Zong Zong look like this. He has always been the existence of a dragon in the market. In those days, the private enterprise was a state-owned enterprise or a mixed system. He swallowed the state-owned enterprise. Such a strong man has a sense of powerlessness at the moment.

"He beat me by half!"

Zong opened his eyes and knew in his heart that he had made another wave of advertisements for him, and the sales of small cans could not be stopped!