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The meeting lasted for more than an hour, and Lu Feng made it clear about the market positioning, user groups, product positioning, pricing strategy, and anti-counterfeiting signs of this product.

In order to prevent some people from making a large number of frauds and taking profits, coding is carried out in each packaging bag. This can indeed prevent some artificial fakes in the short term.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Lu Feng stood up and said: "The next step is to look at your execution ability. Today is the twenty-ninth Chinese New Year. The production materials will be faxed to the major branches in a while. This product is far from the previous instant noodles. It’s not big, debugging the machine, designing the packaging bag, and producing the packaging bag. It should be fine in one day, right?"

one day?

Director Li was shocked, isn't this life-threatening?

He hurriedly looked at Vice President Ding. The pressure was not small. Vice President Ding was also taken aback. In a day's time, debugging the machine and designing the packaging is equivalent to turning around after a drift on the highway!

Lu Feng saw that they were a little embarrassed, and said to Gao Zhiwei: "Tell you, what you will fight for in the future is execution and speed. You can do it today and produce a batch of goods on the 30th of the new year. On the first day of the new year, the children I just have the New Year’s money in my hand, and I can buy it right away. The business is here. I have already made clear the directions, and I can’t make any more money. Don’t blame me.”

"Yes!" Gao Zhiwei said dullly: "The notice goes on, all factories will stop producing all products, focusing on this product, and other products are consumed by inventory, and everyone will send out red envelopes for the New Year..."

"Who cares about your red envelope?" Lu Feng realized that he was still not ruthless enough, and said: "People want to be members, want to celebrate the New Year, if they want a brave husband, there must be a lot of money, the market is important and money is important?"

"Double the salary!!!" Gao Zhiwei gritted his teeth and stomped his feet: "Damn, no one can win the market, so don't celebrate the New Year!"

Lu Feng looked at his digging look, walked to him and patted his shoulder and said, "Don’t be so stubborn. For the New Year, triple your salary. Just this month, don’t force others, just voluntarily, at the same time. , Let me tell you one more thing."

"What's the matter?" Gao Zhiwei raised his head, his eyes were full of pain, obviously he was still thinking about three times his salary.

"On the recycling of packaging bags, you can make an article and hook up with environmental protection. You can find someone from an environmental protection organization to accept an interview and talk about the pollution of plastics to the earth. Then you can stand on the moral high ground. Blame your opponent." Lu Feng raised an eyebrow at him and said, "Understood?"

Gao Zhiwei's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Lu Feng's hand with both hands, and said excitedly: "Mr. Lu, your brain...really...Damn, absolutely!"

"Stop talking nonsense, get busy!"

Gao Zhiwei stood up and assigned tasks to everyone, asking Director Li to record the machine data, and then fax it to the major factories, and at the same time let Vice President Ding go to design the packaging bags, and strive to notify the supporting factories for production in the afternoon.

For the first time Gao Zhiwei felt the benefits of owning a supporting factory, that is, it is very convenient when to use it. If you are a partner, on the 29th of the New Year, you will be able to expedite the production of a batch of outer packaging temporarily. The painful price.

Gao Zhiwei was busily dizzy. The conference call was endless. Lu Feng was sitting in the office with a teacup on the table, making Dian black tea. The winter sun through the window, the people were warm.

The door suddenly opened, and Gao Zhiwei peeked in and asked, "Mr. Lu, what is the name of this product?"

"Just call Xiaobudian!" Lu Feng said casually.

"Great!"

Lu Feng picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. It was a bit hot. When the door was knocked, Lu Feng frowned and said, "Who?"

"Mr. Lu, it's me!" Vice President Ding's voice became more humble.

"Come in!"

Vice President Ding held a drawing board in his hand and placed it on the table. There were some sketches on it. The drawings were very good. They were some design drawings of the outer packaging, which was very professional.

"What's the matter?" Lu Feng put down his teacup and asked.

"This little product, what color is the outer packaging? Because it is simply crispy noodles, so I want to show this simply." Vice President Ding pointed to the picture above with a pencil, and said: "But it must conform to the product packaging. Marketing is a bit uncertain."

"Remember one thing, the ultimate goal of marketing is to let users see your things, and guide users to put you in their own selection ranks. The most important thing is to guide users to see. This is the most packaging. It's important." Lu Feng asked him, "What kind of packaging is currently on the market?"

"Red and yellow, these two colors are brighter, and some add green, with a picture of a green rapeseed or something." Vice President Ding said.

Lu Feng saw what light yellow and dark red he had marked on it.

"First of all, your picture is very good. I can see that you are professional. Remember one sentence. If you want to stand out in the crowd, if others are pure, you will be coquettish. If others are coquettish, you will be Xiaojiabiyu. Don't follow behind your ass. , Chocolate crunchy noodles, black, with a yellow stripe, the stripe should be **** wide, write the product name on the stripe." Lu Feng asked; "understand?"

"Understood, this is the draft." Vice President Ding passed by and walked away. When he reached the door, he stopped, turned around and squeezed a smile and said, "Mr. Lu, I was so embarrassed before."

"Go, go, I'm in my 20s, can I still care about you in my 40s?" Lu Feng waved his hand.

When he went out, Vice President Ding always felt that what had just been said was not right, and he didn't think much about it, and then went busy.

As soon as the triple wages came out, the entire factory was blown up, and the ghost was willing to go home. He got 900 yuan a month. This is a huge sum of money. The masters who debug the machines and screw the screws have endless energy. .

In Jiamei Foods, nine factories, tens of thousands of workers became agitated, all of them were enthusiastic, and even raised banners, writing the decisive battle of the year, and won the market.

It was almost noon, and Lu Feng stood up to go to dinner, the phone on the table rang.

"Hello, who?" Lu Feng answered the phone.

"Oh, why don’t the second fools curse? The fire has ceased today, you don’t curse, I **** scold you, what about your products, what about your marketing, scaring ghosts? What about your shit, Mr. Lu, Moving out, for the Chinese New Year, how about offering incense at home?" cursed on the other end of the phone.

"I'm Lu Feng, I didn't want to know you, and neither do you. I don't have much concentration. I can't calm down after being scolded. Since I'm out of the mountain, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Lu Feng said solemnly.

"You are cruel? You are the Monkey King, and you don't have the ability to come back to life. I tell you that this year, Jiamei Foods loses more than 10% of the market share is an ironclad thing."

"Really? Let's just wait and see. Also, stop scolding. I don't want to scold someone during the Chinese New Year. If you get angry into the hospital, the family will be worried. That's it, I'm going to eat." Lu Feng said Finished hanging up the phone.

On the other side of the phone, there was a man in his 30s and 40s. He hung up the phone and slammed the table angrily. He had never seen such a person. He couldn't call him in the market, so he moved out to scare him. He called and cursed.

"Pretend Nima!"

The people in the canteen eat quickly, and some even stand up to eat. The entire factory is a scene of enthusiasm.

Lu Feng was eating, Gao Zhiwei ran in, reached out and grabbed two steamed buns and left. Lu Feng grabbed him and said, "Send two people to buy some firecrackers...Forget it, I'll go by myself. You're busy."

Gao Zhiwei trot out.

Three times the salary means that the salary expenditure has suddenly increased by three times. This amount of money is not a small amount. Gao Zhiwei can not say hello to the board of directors, but he dare not say anything about finances.

Many shareholders didn’t trust Gao Zhiwei at all. They were shocked when they received this news. They hurriedly called the secretary of the board of directors. Some of them couldn’t take care of the procedures and contacted Gao Zhiwei directly, but Gao Zhiwei was so busy that he didn’t care. on.

Lu Feng took a leisurely stroll around the factory after eating, then went to the production workshop to take a look, quite a bit back to the previous state of Jiamei Food.

After the stroll, I drove out and bought a bunch of firecrackers and firecrackers, and there was a firecracker in the center of the factory.

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the supporting factory of Jiamei Foods officially produced the first batch of outer packaging~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At the same time, all the machines in the nine factories have been debugged, and the raw materials are sufficient and ready for production.

After the firecracker, I returned to the office. The phone on the desk kept ringing. Lu Feng frowned. These people were really scolding for the New Year.

Answered the phone and said: "It's not over?"

"Hey, Gao Zhiwei, you don't want to **** me, who asked you to pay three times the salary, how much more money will this increase, do you know? Our board of directors has decided that you will be fired!" the caller shouted angrily .

"Board of directors? Why don't I, a major shareholder, know?" Lu Feng asked rhetorically.

"Who are you?" It didn't seem to be Gao Zhiwei's voice on the other end of the phone.

"I am Lu Feng!"

"Mr. Lu, it’s a good Chinese New Year. You don’t know. Gao Zhiwei does not give employees a holiday during the Chinese New Year. What kind of surprise in the Spring Festival market, he will return three times his salary...

"I let it!" Lu Feng sat down and said, "Why don't you expel me as a shareholder. I am not involved in the management now, but I hope Jiamei Food is good. I planned this matter."

"Mr. Lu, you are the founder. You still have to give you face. Everyone buys shares to make money. If you do this, you lose too much. You don’t know that employees’ salaries are now the biggest expense, and profits plummeted in the second half of last year.. ........"

"I'm responsible for what I do. If I lose money and I sell Jiafeng Electronics to make up for you, how much do you lose? Is it enough for me to make up for one hundred million?" Lu Feng's voice was already uncomfortable.

"What Mr. Lu said, brother can ask you for money, you are now a big business man, that... good New Year, so did I, forgot to call you and wish you a new year!" The other side was always embarrassed. With a smile.

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