Return To 1990

Chapter 480

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

In order to prevent a large number of people from counterfeiting and taking profits, code in each packaging bag. This can really prevent some people from counterfeiting in the short term.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Lu Feng stood up and said, "the next thing is to see your execution. Today is the 29th day of the lunar new year. The means of production will be handed over to the major branches by fax. This product is not far from the previous instant noodles. It should be no problem for one day to debug the machine, design packaging bags and pack production bags?"

One day?

Director Li was surprised. Isn't it life-threatening?

He hurriedly looked at vice president Ding. The pressure was not small. Vice president Ding was also stunned. In one day, he adjusted the machine and designed the packaging, which was equivalent to turning around after a drift on the highway!

Lu Feng saw that they were a little embarrassed and said to Gao Zhiwei: "I tell you, the future is about execution and speed. You finish it today and produce a batch of goods on the 30th of the lunar new year. On the first day of the lunar new year, the children just have lucky money in their hands and can buy it at the first time. The business is here. I have made it clear that I can't make money again. Don't blame me."

"Yes!" Gao Zhiwei said in a muffled voice, "after notification, all factories will stop production of all products, focusing on this product, while other products are consumed by inventory, and everyone will send a new year's red envelope..."

"Who wants your red envelope?" Lu Feng found that he was not cruel enough and said, "if people want to be League members, Chinese New Year and brave men, there must be a lot of money. The market is important and money is important?"

"Double the salary!!!" Gao Zhiwei clenched his teeth and stamped his feet: "shit, you can't win the market. Don't celebrate the New Year!"

Lu Feng looked at his stingy look, walked up to him, patted his shoulder and said, "don't be so stingy. For the new year, triple your salary. Just for this month, don't force others to volunteer. At the same time, I'll tell you one more thing."

"What's the matter?" Gao Zhiwei raised his head. His eyes were full of flesh pain. Obviously, he was still thinking about triple his salary.

"You can make an article about the recycling of packaging bags and hook up with environmental protection. You can find some people from environmental protection organizations to interview and talk about the pollution of plastics to the earth, and then you can stand on the high ground of morality and accuse your opponents." Lu Feng raised an eyebrow at him and said, "do you understand?"

Gao Zhiwei's eyes brightened, his hands grabbed Lu Feng's hands and said excitedly, "President Lu, your brain... Really... Shit, it's amazing!"

"Stop talking nonsense and get busy!"

Gao Zhiwei stood up and assigned tasks to everyone. He asked factory director Li to record the machine data, and then fax it to major factory areas. At the same time, he asked deputy general manager Ding to design packaging bags and try to notify the supporting factory for production in the afternoon.

Gao Zhiwei first felt the advantage of his own supporting factory, that is, when to use it, it is very convenient. If it is a partner, on the 29th of the lunar new year, you can definitely pay a painful price for temporarily expediting the production of a batch of outer packaging.

Gao Zhiwei was busy and dizzy. The conference call was endless. Lu Feng sat in the office with a tea cup on the table, soaking Yunnan black tea. The winter sun was warm through the window.

When the door suddenly opened, Gao Zhiwei put his head in and asked, "President Lu, what's the name of this product?"

"It's called Xiaobu Dian!" Lu Feng said casually.

"Good!"

Lu Feng picked up the teacup and sucked a mouthful of tea. It was a little hot. The door was knocked. Lu Feng frowned and said, "who?"

"President Lu, it's me!" deputy president Ding's voice was a lot more modest.

"Come in!"

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

"What's the matter?" Lu Feng asked, putting down his tea cup.

"What color is the outer package of our small product? Because it's flat surface, I want to show it." Vice President Ding pointed to the picture with a pencil and said, "but it's a little uncertain to meet the product packaging marketing."

"Remember, 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 that this is the most important packaging." Lu Feng asked him, "what is the most packaging on the market now?"

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

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

"First of all, your picture is very good. I can see that you are professional. Remember a word. If you want to be outstanding in the crowd, others are pure, you will be flirtatious, others will be flirtatious, and you will be small. Don't fart behind your ass. chocolate is simply noodles, black, with a yellow stripe, which should be two fingers wide, and write the product name on the stripe." Lu Feng asked; "Do you understand?"

"I see. I should draft it now." Vice President Ding left. When he came to the door, he stopped, turned back and squeezed out a smile and said, "President Lu, I'm sorry before."

"Go, go, I'm in my twenties. Can I argue with you in my forties?" Lu Feng waved his hand.

Out of the door, vice president Ding always felt that what he had just said was wrong and didn't think much. Then he went to work.

With three times the salary, the whole factory blew up. The devil was willing to go home. He got 900 yuan a month. This is a huge sum of money. The master who debugged the machine has endless energy to screw down the screws.

In the nine factories of Jiamei food, tens of thousands of workers became agitated, and everyone was enthusiastic. They even pulled up banners, saying that the year of the decisive battle was over and won the market highland.

It was almost noon. Lu Feng stood up for dinner. The telephone on the table rang.

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

"Oh, why don't you two fools scold? It's a fire break today. If you don't scold, I'll fucking scold you. What about your products, your marketing, and frightening ghosts? What kind of shit do you, Mr. Lu, move out and offer incense at home for the new year?" the other end of the phone cursed.

"I'm Lu Feng. I didn't want to see you. So are you. I can't hold my breath if I'm scolded. Since I'm out of the mountain, don't blame me for being cruel!" Lu Feng said in a deep voice.

"Ruthless? Just by you, you are the monkey king, and you don't have the ability to bring back the dead. I tell you, it's a certainty that Jiamei food will lose more than 10% of its market share this year."

"Really? Let's wait and see. Also, don't scold. I don't want to scold during the Chinese New Year. If I put you in the hospital and the family are worried, then I'll have dinner." Lu Feng said and hung up the phone.

At the other end of the phone, there was a man in his thirties and forties. He hung up the phone and hit the table angrily. He had never seen such a person. He couldn't fight in the market, so he moved out a hairy boy to frighten himself and call people to swear.

"Pretend to be NIMA!"

The people in the canteen eat quickly, and some even eat standing. The whole factory is in full swing.

Lu Feng was eating. Gao Zhiwei trotted in, grabbed two steamed stuffed buns and left. Lu Feng took him and said, "send two people to buy some artillery... Forget it, I'll go myself. You're busy."

Gao Zhiwei trotted out.

Three times the salary means that the salary expenditure has suddenly tripled. This money is not a small amount. Gao Zhiwei can not say hello to the board of directors, but the finance can't say it.

Many shareholders didn't trust Gao Zhiwei much. They were surprised to receive this news and hurriedly called the Secretary of the board of directors. Some didn't pay attention to the procedures and contacted Gao Zhiwei directly, but Gao Zhiwei was so confused that he couldn't pay attention to it at all.

After dinner, Lu Feng strolled around the factory leisurely, and then went to the production workshop to have a look. He was quite in the state of Jiamei food before.

After a stroll, I drove out and bought a pile of firecrackers and firecrackers. There were firecrackers in the center of the factory.

At 3:00 p.m., the supporting factory of Jiamei food officially produced the first batch of outer packaging. At the same time, all the machines in the nine factories have been debugged, and the raw materials are sufficient and can be produced at any time.

After the firecracker, he returned to the office. The telephone on the desk kept ringing. Lu Feng frowned. These people really scolded for the new year.

He answered the phone and said, "it's not over?"

"Hey, Gao Zhiwei, you don't want to fuck off for me. Who asked you to triple your salary? How much more money will it bring? Our board of directors decided that you were fired!" the other end of the phone shouted angrily.

"The board of directors? Why don't I, the major shareholder, know?" Lu Feng asked.

"Who are you?" it seems that Gao Zhiwei's voice is not on the other end of the phone.

"I'm Lu Feng!"

"Mr. Lu, happy new year, you don't know. Gao Zhiwei doesn't give employees a holiday during the new year. What's the Spring Festival market assault and triple his salary..."

"I gave it up!" Lu Feng sat down and said, "why don't you fire me as a shareholder? I don't participate in management now, but I hope Jiamei food is good. I planned it."

"Mr. Lu, you are the founder. You still have to give face to you. Everyone's shares are also for making money. Such a practice has caused too much loss. You don't know that the salary of employees is the main expenditure now, and the profit in the second half of last year fell sharply..."

"I'm responsible for what I do. If I lose money, I'll sell Jiafeng electronics to make up for you. How much do you lose? Can I make up 100 million for you?" Lu Feng's voice was already unhappy.

"President Lu said that, brother, you can ask for money. You are a big businessman now. Well, I forgot to call you for the new year, too!" he smiled awkwardly.