Chapter 482

By 1993, Master Kang and Tongyi had just begun to get dividends from the inland market. In particular, Master Kang registered in Tianjin in 1991 and officially produced the first package of braised beef noodles in the summer of 92. It became popular and quickly occupied a large number of markets. Everything is too easy. In a world without Jiamei food, except for the rise of local enterprises such as Baixiang and Hualong a few years later, they basically walk horizontally for the rest of the time.

Especially after its success in food, it once again turned its attention to the beverage market and hit enterprises such as Wahaha.

It is difficult for such enterprises not to expand, especially now that the economy on the other side of the island is developed and the market is very prosperous, which has a repressive impact on inland enterprises in terms of marketing, products and processing technology.

At night, Xie Heng lay in bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep. He always felt oppressed. He married Jiang Xiaohong and planned to let Lu Feng help. The child was about to be born. He also told Jiang Xiaohong several times, which was of no use at all.

Jiangfu bridge and Jiangfu road two brothers sleep in one room, but they don't talk to anyone. Everyone has their own plans in mind. For them, this year is a tough battle.

They know one thing very well. It is impossible to conquer Lu Feng. They can only start from their sister.

The next morning, five Steyr trucks had stopped at the door of the warehouse, the decorators had been busy, and the people on the night shift began to get off work.

After getting up and washing, Lu Feng had a simple breakfast, said hello to Gao Zhiwei and took the bus back.

It was almost ten o'clock when he got home. A group of people were busy pasting couplets. Lu Feng went upstairs. His parents welcomed him out. His mother took his arm and said all the time. Lu Feng could only smile and don't speak.

After entering the house, Lu Feng saw that Jiang Xiaoyan's eyes were red and looked like she had cried. He knew what it was because of a little thought.

The tobacco, wine, tea and sugar on the table were put up again, and Jiang Xiaoyan sat next to Lu Feng.

"What's the matter?" Lu Feng asked in a low voice.

"It's all right. By the way, an old classmate came to see you and said there was a classmate party this year." Jiang Xiaoyan said.

"It's the three mangy sons in the village who threw a big snot when they went to school with you in the village." my mother reminded me, "they're not bad now. I came here yesterday wearing a suit and bought a cigarette for your father. It's valuable."

Lu Feng's memory before has not been much. It doesn't matter whether it is three mangs or four mangs.

"I don't want to participate, forget it." Lu Feng refused.

"I tell you, you have to rely on the villagers. You have to rely on your own people wherever you go. Some of your classmates are not bad. The nephew of Er donkey is also a big boss now. Don't look at his grandfather's donkey nature, the child is really not bad." Dad said, pointing fingers and pointing, looking like someone coming over.

"That's right." Jiang Fuqiao also opened his mouth and said, "doing business, especially when I met a fellow countryman outside, I really helped you. I went to the Northeast this year. When I bought a ticket, I bought it at the wrong time. I went to the window to ask people about you. The leader listened to my accent and said, oh, fellow countryman, I'll do it right away."

"It's all human kindness. I just go to have a meal. Maybe I'll use it sometime."

You and I are just saying that they still rely on human relations these days. They have many friends and many roads. They are all people who come here. They know more than Lu Feng. It's no bad to listen to someone's advice.

Lu Feng raised his head and looked at the quartz clock hanging on the wall. It was already 11 o'clock at noon. He said, "don't say this first. Have you prepared the meal yet? I'm a little hungry."

"Right away, I'll have a look." my mother stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Lu Feng found something. No matter how successful you are and how old you are, once the elders in the family start to tell you what to do, they feel better than you. They are all capable people. They pull their crotch when they operate.

It was not easy to cook until dinner. Lu Feng suggested drinking a bar and going to bed when he drank too much. He saved so much.

Lu Feng's liquor consumption is also acceptable. After all, he often drinks with the leaders at the table. He still has a problem with a jin of Baijiu. After drinking at two o'clock in the afternoon, he has slept on the Kang.

The couplet has been pasted. According to the general process, women should make dumplings in the afternoon. If they don't have to make dumplings, they will play cards.

Melon seeds and dried fruits are brought up in a mess. They sit together and chat, waiting for dinner. For the new year, they just eat and play cards.

Lu Feng is leisurely here. The first batch of products in each major factory area of Jiamei food has been produced. Trucks deliver goods to major distribution points. For some township canteens and supply and marketing cooperatives to provide door-to-door delivery, the requirement is to spread the goods as much as possible within a certain cost range.

In the county, Liu Jiang called his old classmate.

"Hey, how's it going? Has Feng Zi come back?" asked the other end of the phone.

"Come back, I saw his wife. He just wasn't there yesterday. You said it was so difficult for him to play in this group. When he was mixed in school, but when our little brother was blocked in the toilet by the second pole in grade 4, I took someone to save him." Liu Jiang was slightly unhappy and said, "you're not bad either. Now you have 1.8 million in your hand?"

"That's all in the past. People are rich now. I just want to talk to him and invest in an outsourcing factory. Liu Jiang, let me tell you this. If there is no Fengzi, I am the first, and no one dares to recognize the second. Do you believe it?"

"That's for sure. If you go out now, who doesn't call President Hu? The 1.8 million assets are joking. Your Audi and mobile phone are definitely at the level of the boss." Liu Jiang boasted.

"What? Don't always mention 1.8 million, OK?" the other end of the phone said impatiently.

"I'm not bragging about you, but President Hu, I knew you when you were in grade one. Just two words, low-key!"

"Low key fart, I'm clearly an asset of two million, shit!" President Hu said angrily: "set the first day of the lunar new year. There are other things on the second day of the lunar new year. Don't say I'm looking for it. If someone asks him for something, he won't come."

"Oh, don't worry about this."

After a few words, they hung up.

Tomorrow will be the new year's Eve. Fireworks have started tonight. It's almost time for dinner. Lu Feng's father, Jiang Fuqiao, Jiang Fulu and Jiang Xiaoyan's father woke up.

Sitting at the dinner table, Jiang Fuqiao opened his mouth first and said, "Lu Feng, no matter how much money you make, it's not as good as being an official. I've been working on something all year. Our family is out of poverty, but it's not dignified to go out. If you think about it, no matter how rich you are, people won't earn your money or 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.

As soon as Lu Feng heard this, although it felt like discussion, he was instructing you inside and outside.

"That... Xiaohong." Lu Feng said to Jiang Xiaohong, "bring two more bottles of Fen Wine and a 52 degree one."

"Don't drink, don't drink!" the people waved their hands one after another.

"Have a drink, drink less." Lu Feng took the wine and poured a glass for each person.

With bursts of fireworks outside the window and people at the dinner table pushing cups for lamps, drunken elders are good elders.

After dinner, the people cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks. The Spring Festival Gala in some places had begun. Song Xuemei watched it for a while and called Jiang Xiaoyan to the next room.

"Mom, what's the matter?" Jiang Xiaoyan asked after closing the door.

"Xiaoyan, mom recently heard that there is an old traditional Chinese medicine in haojiazhuang who specializes in treating infertility. It's very powerful. We'll go back and show you on the first day of the new year." Song Xuemei said earnestly: "you didn't see your mother-in-law. It's not a way to go on like this."

"I see. Lu Feng is very kind to me. He is different from others. He says that he can have no children in the future. When he is old, he can get money into a fund..."

"Don't listen to that kind of nonsense. It's all lying to women. People have money and can change it whenever they want. What do you do? Sit alone in the street and cry?" Song Xuemei looked at her daughter and sighed and said, "if only you had half of Xiaohong's heart."

"Xiaohong is also very good. Who doesn't live like this?" Jiang Xiaoyan retorted: "it's good to be sincere to be sincere. What do you want so many eyes to do? Are you tired?"

"Look at you, Xiaohong now holds all the money in Xie Heng's house in her hand. You think Xie Heng is a fuel-efficient lamp. He doesn't dare, or he will go out of the house." Song Xuemei taught: "you have to slowly hold all his money in your own hands, do you understand?"

"Where is he rich? He's all in debt!" Jiang Xiaoyan said unhappily, "I know my own business."

Song Xuemei looked at her. She was angry, but she couldn't say too much. She sighed and said, "look at it yourself. Don't cry at me. The old Chinese medicine has already decided."

After whispering for a long time, they opened the door and went out. Lu Feng's mother came over and politely sat there watching TV.

Lu Feng didn't want to see it. He sat by the window and saw the snow floating outside. Gradually, the whole world was white. This was the first heavy snow he saw this year.

"Auspicious snow heralds a good year. I hope this year is a good year."

Lu Feng muttered to himself, but what he was thinking was whether Jiang wanmeng had made a decision. He hoped to change some processes of history, trigger a little butterfly effect and make his road go smoothly.