Back to 1990

Gao Zhiwei couldn't understand Lu Feng's words, but the development of the next few children made him unexpected, and there was an insider's combat power chart on the bag.

As the two children took things apart, the others were also itch. Someone bought one, so the comparison started.

"I'm better than you, slightly!"

"I have a six-eared macaque, better than you."

The sense of superiority, vanity, and start to play a role. When you have a character with higher fighting power, it will become the focus of the audience. No child will be as valuable as it.

Lu Feng went through all the fifteen commissaries, and the situation was similar, except for the commissary opposite the high school, which obviously didn't appeal to them.

At noon, in the noodle restaurant, Lu Feng sucked his noodles, sweating in his head, and Gao Zhiwei said, "I start to admire you."

"What do you admire me?"

"Hey, dare to do it, I actually play with the children's psychology. You can give the parents peace of mind with that brand and let them not reject it. When adults use unhealthy reasons and prevent their children from buying, the children can use the words on the brand. shield."

Lu Feng nodded, put the noodle bowl down, and hiccuped, "That's it, you admire it? I haven't started playing yet!"

"I think you can go to any company for marketing, and give you the position of vice president, you won't lose at all." Gao Zhiwei pondered for a moment: "Why don't I go to the south with me, I know many bosses, and I will introduce you a bit."

"I'll go to the south. When I sweep everywhere, I'll go, let's go!" Lu Feng stood up and settled the bill.

"Why are you going?"

"Put the eye drops on Mr. Ren. It's a tamar one. Buy a small newspaper to compile my peachy news. It's sordid. I'm a dignified gentleman who is not afraid of shadows." Lu Feng counted the face money to the boss, boasting about himself, the boss Everyone frowned.

In addition to focusing on production, Liu Biao has also been staring at Lufeng these days. In the office, Liu Biao briefly explained the situation.

"The profits are basically given to the small shop. The sales are good, but the sales are too much, and the loss is too much, and it will not be a climate." Liu Biao pondered for a moment: "But they are very good things, do you want to follow up?"

"You can follow up. As long as he doesn't solve the follow-up funding problem, nothing will work. No matter how good the product is, it's just icing on the cake." Ren Qianbo said in a deep voice.

"Mr. Ren, if the product sells hot, will anyone invest? I always think Mr. Huang is very optimistic about him." Liu Biao was very worried.

Ren Qianbo's brows frowned, and he thought for a while and said: "He has a few dollars. If someone gives him 1.5 million and asks him to continue to give the profit to the terminal, then I can't hold it, Mr. Huang has one. One million and a half million? President Ma dare to put so much money? If so many people help him, I won't get confused."

Liu Biao nodded and agreed very much.

Mr. Huang was holding a simple report in his hand. After reading it, it was just a child's snack. Mr. Huang was a little surprised that Lu Feng had so many flowers to play with.

"Talent!"

"It's a pity, let alone talents, even geniuses have no funds, can't hold them, or go bankrupt." Mr. Huang threw the report aside. He felt that Lu Feng was a clever man. If he could be in his hands, he might give him Bring surprises.

It was already mid-September. Although it was the beginning of autumn, the sun was still hot at noon. Gao Zhiwei covered his head with his hands, glanced at the sign of the dance hall, and said, "Didn't you say that Ren Qianbo is disgusting? Come and sing and dance. What is the hall doing? Why, does his wife work here?"

"Why are your thoughts so dirty?" Lu Feng sighed and stepped upstairs.

"You are not a serious person, you can't blame me for thinking about it."

It is closed during the day and there are not many people. There are a few girls sitting at the door playing cards with cigarettes in their mouths and giggling. When they see Lu Feng, a girl jokingly said, "Boss, it’s noon. Live it?"

"I'm looking for someone, looking for a mad dog."

"Brother Dog is sleeping upstairs. Don't disturb people's sleep. He's very temperamental!"

Lu Feng ignored him and walked directly upstairs. Gao Zhiwei didn't expect Lu Feng to touch all the people and reminded him: "You stay away from this kind of person, lest you get involved someday and you are all bad guys."

"In my eyes, there are no good people and bad people, there are only useful people and useless people." Lu Feng went upstairs while talking, and a few **** in the private room at the top of the stairs pushed mahjong.

"Call the mad dog and talk to him about something."

One of the younger brothers knew Lu Feng and hurriedly agreed, and walked towards the next room. A few minutes later, the mad dog walked in with a yawn and saw Lu Feng said, "Boss Lu, what's the matter, you can't talk at night."

"Big business, if you are sleepy, go to sleep first!"

"Not sleepy! Not sleepy!" Brother Gou hurriedly cheered up.

Some of the younger brothers who had never seen Lu Feng looked at him in surprise. No one knows the name of the mad dog, what the **** does this man do and make the dog be so obedient.

They don't know that in the face of money, everyone is the same, all grandchildren!

"Take 10,000 copies of the content on this piece of paper and post it all over the city at night, understand?" Lu Feng put a piece of paper on the table.

"Send a small advertisement?" Mad Dog was a little dissatisfied.

"If you don't want to post, you can leave it alone, you won't make two thousand dollars!"

"paste!"

"You find someone, UU reading www.uukanshu.com will send the work, it is best to pick you out, do a bit more neatly." Lu Feng ordered.

Gao Zhiwei picked up the piece of paper, and it said impressively, Zhang Cuifang, whose son was seven years old, ate snacks made by Wanyuan Foods, which caused food poisoning. He was seriously injured, and even contained his home address and ID number. The description was extremely detailed, making it difficult for people to believe it.

"Don't worry!" Brother Feng nodded repeatedly.

Before leaving, Lu Feng left a thousand yuan deposit, and then gave the rest after posting.

When he got downstairs, Lu Feng got on his motorcycle and said, "Go, the next newspaper, I have to post a report on the safety of children's food!"

Lu Feng spent another 500 yuan to publish a report full of new media styles in some of the local newspapers with a large circulation.

shock! Children's food is full of carcinogens, do you dare to give it to your children?

Although the word Wanyuan is not mentioned throughout the article, all kinds of clues point to Wanyuan.

On the way back, it was already past five in the afternoon. Gao Zhiwei sat behind the motorcycle and said, "It's terrible to have an opponent like you."

"Terrible?" Lu Feng looked at his face from the rearview mirror and said with a smile: "Business is the law of the jungle. There are only two choices: survival and death!"

"Then what about your follow-up funds?"

"I have a way, don't ask. In this era, money is everywhere."

Gao Zhiwei laughed twice, with mixed feelings in his heart. In fact, he wanted to leave, but he was curious as to what else this lunatic could do next.

"It's not weird that you take me to grab the bank tomorrow."

"Don't worry, I won't do such stupid things." Lu Feng rode the motorcycle directly into the factory, got out of the car, and shouted at the factory's Han Dong: "Call the big head, come to my office for a meeting!"