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The big head was a little dissatisfied and said, "What can you talk to him about, don't fight for a while."

"You two are eating here with peace of mind. You are not allowed to go to the office, you know?" Lu Feng hurriedly messed up his clothes, rubbed his hair and eyes, and asked, "Am I haggard now?"

Han Dong looked at and nodded. Lu Feng drank alcohol last night with bloodshot eyes and looked a little haggard.

"That's it!"

Lu Feng turned his head and headed straight to the office, sat on the boss's chair, placed the ashtray in the middle, lit a few cigarettes and vomited into the room, messing up the folders.

It took seven or eight minutes to walk from the door to Lu Feng's office. Ren Qianbo knocked on the door and pushed the door open. When the door was opened, the smell of smoke choked his mouth.

"Cough cough cough!"

"Are you on fire?"

Lu Feng was lying halfway on the boss chair, his eyes were bloodshot, his clothes were messy, as if he hadn't slept all night, the cigarette in his hand was still burning, and he was extremely decadent.

"Mr. Ren, come in and sit!" Lu Feng's voice was weak, and he stood up straight and sat up.

Ren Qianbo walked in, looked at the situation at the scene, was shocked, put the bag under his arm on the table, and said, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, it just grew up suddenly." Lu Feng took a puff of cigarette, choked with tears in his eyes, and said with a slight melancholy: "People say that a man's growth starts with borrowing money. I have a deep understanding now, Mr. Ren. Ah, brother me last night, I was arrogant and made you laugh."

Ren Qianbo wanted to explore the bottom, and ridiculed him by the way, but when he saw him like this, he couldn’t bear it. He was too young to have any relatives. He started from scratch and started his own business. That kind of taste, He understands!

"What a big deal, you are still young, fighting the past is a miracle, you can't find money?"

"I used to think that I was so amazing. I don’t care about it. I can change the world. But now I realize that I can’t influence anyone, or even change myself. My parents are in the countryside, and I even let them live. I don't have the ability to live better."

Lu Feng red eyes as he talked, tears streaming down.

"I'm such a waste. I want to give my wife and children a better life, and also want to be decent. I think it's easy to open a factory. There is a few hundred people under my hand, driving a car and holding a bag, and I am the big boss!"

"Brother, don't say anything, I understand!" Ren Qianbo bit his lip and grabbed Lu Feng's hand with a heart-wrenching look.

"Mr. Ren, I used to be ignorant and caused you trouble. Now it’s like this. I have only a few thousand yuan left on my account. I can’t do anything. I used to think about it. As a result, I overestimated myself. People don’t look at me at all. As for Mr. Huang, let alone."

Ren Qianbo nodded, these three people, it's okay to use the relationship to do something, as for the money, forget it.

"Then what are your plans next?"

"Hey..." Lu Feng sighed, "This factory is worth a bit of sub-leasing. The machine is sold, and the workers' wages are okay. They made some money. They come and go quickly. The bamboo basket fetches water. It's empty."

"It's okay, let's fight again. Life is ups and downs. When you were your age, I was still in the village brigade." Ren Qianbo comforted: "It's okay, really!"

It is definitely an anecdote that Ren Qianbo comforts Lu Feng, but in Ren Qianbo’s eyes, Lu Feng has been abandoned, and the two of them have no direct conflict of interest relationship, and their words naturally softened. Not to mention the current Lu Feng, let him see To the previous self.

"Brother Ren, I want to ask you something."

"You said, Brother promised you." Ren Qianbo was as tolerant as listening to Lu Feng's last words.

"I want to recover a little bit of the profit in the retail market. There are still some goods in the warehouse. If you can make a profit, it will be dissolved. I can also lose a little less." Lu Feng sincerely said.

Ren Qianbo thought that the general'death' is also good at saying that he has also lost a lot during this period, but he is happiest to stop the loss, nodded and said: "Yes!"

"Thank you brother, you are so kind!" Lu Feng choked up, plunged his head into Ren Qianbo's arms, and burst into tears.

That is, Ren Qian Boxin, Datou, Han Dong, and Gao Zhiwei, none of them will believe this scene. They have only seen a fox smile, but never a fox crying!

Ren Qianbo walked to the door of the factory, raised his head and looked at the sky with a long sigh, wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, and sighed in his heart after getting in the car, hoping that he could remember the present many years later and be able to tell others about his suffering with a smile.

Lu Shengeng would not smile and talk about his suffering or not knowing, Ren Qianbo thought of Lu Feng when he was old, and he must have been cursing his mother.

When Mr. Ren returned to the factory, the first thing he did was to inform Liu Biao that he would recover a portion of the retail market profits from tomorrow, so that the profits should not be too harsh.

"Mr. Ren, that kid was just scrapped by your conversation?" Liu Biao said excitedly.

"Need to talk? When I went there, my mentality had collapsed. I had a heart-to-heart relationship with him and wept bitterly. Now he just wants to stop the loss. I don't have much competitiveness. I'm tired during this time!"

"On his tender grass, UU reading www.uukanshu.com dare to fight with you. I really don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick." Liu Biao naturally took a crazy shot.

Ren Qianbo knew that the city's business community was paying attention to him during this time, and now he wants to let the news go out and tell everyone that it is not a shrimp soldier who can challenge his position in children's food.

After making a few calls in a row, at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, people in the entire business community became agitated and kept calling each other.

When Mr. Huang got the news, he was very surprised. At first he couldn't believe it, but he had noses and eyes. I heard that Lu Feng's factory was closed today. This is certainly true.

Secretary Niu felt that Mr. Huang paid too much attention to this Lu Feng, and said: "Under this pressure, no one can do it. The market is competing and the money is the money. I think this is a reliable thing."

Mr. Huang has always thought that Lu Feng is not a big talker, and after pondering what he said last night, he said in a deep voice, "The tears of the crocodile, Xiao Zhao, the driver is probably right!"

Secretary Niu didn't understand, but Mr. Huang knew in his heart that winning or losing was already set, and all that was left was a matter of time. Ren Qianbo was not ruthless with Lu Feng, so he was naturally eliminated.

Although he still didn't know what Lu Feng relied on to get the funds, from his state last night, he should be a good ten. Once Ren Qianbo contracted and profited, Lu Feng would run wild after he got the money.

Mr. Huang sighed. He, an outsider, looked at him with a horror. Sometimes he actually sighed that Ren Qianbo, a rusher for five, was too naive, and it was also very funny.

In the evening, Lu Feng was standing in the corridor, and a cold wind blew on his face, making him feel that the goose bumps were all up, he touched it with his hand, and muttered: "It's really cold, time flies so fast, unknowingly It's late autumn!"

Standing in the corridor on the second floor, just to have a panoramic view of the scenery at the door, Lu Feng saw Gao Zhiwei coming back with a harvested smile on his face.