Return To 1990

Chapter 483

At more than nine o'clock in the evening, everyone began to breathe. For today's people, going to bed more than ten o'clock in the evening is staying up late.

Families with TV basically go to bed after watching two episodes of TV series in the evening. In rural areas, those who lack entertainment activities and those without TV have fallen asleep at 8 p.m.

Nowadays, families have so many children, which is directly related to the lack of recreational activities in the evening.

Lu Feng stretched out, put on his slippers and said to Jiang Xiaoyan, "don't look. Go to bed."

Back in the room, the two lay down. Jiang Xiaoyan couldn't sleep. She glanced at Lu Feng who was confused around her and whispered, "my mother said to find me an old traditional Chinese medicine."

"Don't take it to heart. Don't think too much. I'll go back after the new year. I told you that if you don't come back, you insist on coming back. You can't find yourself happy and sleep!"

With that, Lu Feng turned over, facing Jiang Xiaoyan, put one leg on her and hugged her with one arm.

Jiang Xiaoyan shrunk slightly and leaned half against his arms. She never thought how much money could make her happy. She just thought this man was really good. Maybe this is the so-called little comfort.

The next morning, I was awakened by the sound of firecrackers. The children put on new clothes and had fun everywhere in groups. The air was filled with the smell of fireworks.

When the curtains are opened, there is a white world outside. Looking away, there is a backlog of thick snow on the roof. It looks soft and gives people a feeling of fairy tale world.

Some children get lucky money in advance. The first time is to rush to the canteen or supply and marketing cooperatives. These days are definitely a time for them to indulge.

"Buy that... That bean." a child pointed to the goods on it, full of confidence.

Seven or eight children turned into big money, ready to sweep the supermarket and show their super purchasing power.

"What's that?" one of the children saw a small black bag on the shelf. It was too conspicuous. Compared with the red and yellow bags around, it looked like a cool young master.

"Well, the goods just delivered, instant noodles, say chocolate instant noodles, are delicious." the boss of the supply and marketing agency promoted that the profit of the goods delivered yesterday was two or three yuan higher than that of other instant noodles.

"I want one. How much is it?" the child asked, looking at the money in his hand. He was afraid it wasn't enough and showed his timidity!

"Twenty cents!"

"I tell you, this bag can hold money. It seems that a bag can hold a few cents and can be changed. Don't lose it after eating. Save it."

The child took a bag of small dots and tore it open. All the children gathered around and saw that it was a black bread.

"Like charcoal, ha ha!"

"Is it delicious?"

"Give me a breath."

"I want it too!"

For a moment, four or five small hands stretched out, curled up their fingers and formed a small pit in the palm of their hands, which looked like begging.

The dough cake was not big at all. Break one piece of this cake and one piece of that cake. The child finally took a small bite and chewed it in his mouth. It was crisp and crunchy. The more he chewed, the more fragrant it became.

"I'll have another bag and take the smaller one."

"Two bags can top the money. Add 30 cents for two bags."

This scene was staged in many canteens and supply and marketing cooperatives. All the children who wanted to eat other instant noodles turned to this little one. The weight was too small. They didn't have it just after two bites. They bought it and chewed it again.

On the day of new year's Eve, more than half of the products previously produced have been sold by the data fed back from terminal sales, and buyers are still in an endless stream.

According to parents, this thing is addictive. It doesn't give you a chance to eat well. As soon as the greedy insect hooks up, it's gone.

In Jiamei food factory, Gao Zhiwei received one phone call after another and almost smiled flowers on his face. Although he had always trusted Lu Feng and had great confidence in this product, such a hot omen still made him overjoyed.

Pushing away the door of the office, Gao Zhiwei shouted to Director Li's office: "director Li, buy guns, shoot for me, inform the canteen, eat good food for everyone at night, work harder and continue production!"

The sound of firecrackers did not seem to be enough to express Gao Zhiwei's joy. He asked someone to pull out the gongs and drums in the warehouse, tie a red silk belt to himself, and led vice president Ding and factory director Li to twist Yangko for the employees in the snow.

With excitement, excitement, hope and the atmosphere of the new year, everyone's mood is very high, which indicates that the year of the chicken is destined to be a good year.

Nine factories, with nearly 60000 employees, produce twenty-four hours a day. The output is as high as 200000 boxes a day, with 50 bags of small noodles per box. According to this trend, it should be no problem to sell 200000 boxes a day.

The sales volume per day is 2 million, which is 60 million per month. The sales volume of a single product breaks the sales volume of 30 million per month maintained by Gao Zhiwei in summer.

However, the small profit is almost zero, even because of door-to-door delivery and overtime pay for the new year.

These are not important. The market is the most important. As long as we capture the market, making money is only a matter of time.

Gao Zhiwei did a simple calculation in the office. Looking at the data above, his hands were shaking.

"What is this? This is God. When can I have half of his ability? I... I'll play with an electronic company too." Gao Zhiwei sighed and sighed in his heart that some people are destined to be the existence of another group of people.

He told the other shareholders of the board of directors about it at the first time.

"Mr. Gao, you can't count like this. If you produce 200000 cases a day, you can sell 200000 cases. It's not sold out yet. The market is changing rapidly. You should be in awe. However, Mr. Lu does have the ability. You can learn more about this product and restore some decline. I hope you can make persistent efforts this year and have a good new year."

"I think it can be done. The market has reacted very well in the past few days. I always have confidence in Lu," Gao Zhiwei said.

"Just have confidence. First, I'll go to eat dumplings." he hung up the phone.

Gao Zhiwei put down the phone and went to the production workshop for the first time. His most important task now is to ensure smooth production.

Although it is the new year's Eve in Beijing, there are still a lot of gatherings here. What is the purpose of coming to Beijing, that is, the relationship between the presidents of major banks and the heads of various domestic and foreign financial institutions.

President Zhou and his colleagues have participated in many activities recently, and have met many people. There are countless people who want to invest in them.

A man in his thirties hurried into the banquet hall, walked to President Zhou and whispered: "Jiamei food has launched a new product, which should be made by President Lu. The following news from the dealers said that they have stopped the production of other products, mainly focusing on this one, and the sales volume in the terminal market is good."

President Zhou drank something, waved his hand and said, "Jiamei food is dead in the grave. I tell you, it's no use for him to call Da Luo immortal. We just talked to several bosses about the current situation. Next summer is the turning point, and Jiamei food's market share will be reduced to less than 20 percent."

"No, Mr. Zhou..."

"Don't tell me that you haven't seen drinking during the new year?" President Zhou was a little angry. Why is this man so blind?

The man said sorry and went out.

President Zhou picked up the wine glass and a man in his 40s and 50s joked: "bring the wine glass, eat dumplings, hold your sister-in-law in your arms..."

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Happy new year, happy New Year!"

There was a peaceful atmosphere at the scene.

At noon, Lu Feng's family were having dinner and several younger generations paid new year's greetings to their elders. Lu Feng's mother also prepared a lot of red envelopes. The more red envelopes were sent, the more uncomfortable they became.

The money was given to someone else's eldest grandson and nephew. There was no one in his family. Lu Feng's father told her last night, don't mention it.

But the old lady always felt unhappy.

"After giving out the red envelope, have dinner," Lu Feng said to his mother.

"My stomach doesn't feel very well. You eat. I'll go back to the house and have a rest." mother Lu Feng said and walked upstairs.

"She has an old stomach disease. Let's eat." Lu Feng's father quickly stood up and made a round.

Jiang Xiaoyan's heart was sensitive. She sat there without saying a word. Lu Feng sandwiched her a dumpling and sat there sipping it. It was obviously something in her heart.

"Dad, I'll go back with my mother tomorrow. Clean up the house and go back to my mother's house on the second day of junior high school." Jiang Xiaoyan said, and she decided to go back to see the old traditional Chinese medicine.

In Shenzhen, as a relatively front-end open environment, there is not so much pressure on Jiang Xiaoyan, but since she came back, the pressure exerted by the two families on her has been out of breath.

Some things can't be avoided!

"Oh, OK, in laws, you can eat it too." Lu Feng's father said, "when you go back, take some meat and fruit, buy a lot, and you can't eat it."

Everyone was polite, and the meal was not as enjoyable as expected.

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Carts of goods went out from the major Jiamei food factories. In the festival of the Spring Festival, a feat sweeping the market is about to begin.

At any time, you should be 100% vigilant to the market and keep an eye on your business competitors. Once you relax, the other party may give you a fatal blow.

At the end of the day, some grocery stores were out of stock. The boss tried to call the dealer. Unexpectedly, he called. On this day, the other party actually said that the goods would be delivered in two hours.

This speed is beyond the understanding of the current supply and marketing cooperatives. An hour and a half later, a distribution car drove into the town, opened the door, and pulled a car slowly.

"How many boxes do you want? I'll put them here for you, and I have to deliver them elsewhere." the driver shouted to the boss in the house.

"It's good to sell. Keep more and put ten boxes." the landlady came out and joked: "you're trying to make money. You can't live for years?"

"I've given you a lot of money. You can spend every year. This money is not necessarily. Let's go!"

The driver said hello, opened the door, got on the car and stepped out of town.