Ch. 13 - Everything Is Ready

Return To 1990

Translator:BrightEyes

Editor:Ersted

Lu Feng was almost at the door, but he still did not see Zhao Buhuan. He sighed inwardly. The research and evaluation report that he worked so hard to collect seemed useless.

Let's go to a glass factory out of town.

He was about to turn around to retrieve the folder; however, he was taken aback when he saw Zhao Buhuan rushing at him. He quickly exited the building taking a few steps back.

"Mr. Zhao, I was just coming to find you. It appears I left my folder in your office." Lu Feng said.

Zhao Buhuan ran to the front, panting, and said, "Mr. Lu, I brought it here for you. I think we can talk more!"

"It's no longer necessary. My factory is tiny, and your bid is far from the price in my mind." Lu Feng pondered for a while, "The main reason is that I can't manage with your price, understand?"

"It's okay. What's your price?" Zhao Buhuan reached out and grabbed Lu Feng's shoulder, as if he was afraid of him running away.

"A cent, but even if you give me this price, it won't work unless it's a monthly settlement!"

"No problem, it will be a monthly settlement. Now sign the contract!" Zhao Buhuan replied in an instant.

The stone in Lu Feng's heart finally dropped. He would have to lie to other glass factories’ managers otherwise. Lu Feng thought for a while, "Then I would like to thank Mr. Zhao for his love. When I have a meeting at the head office, I will definitely mention your company."

"President Lu is noble. Please sign the contract right now!"

Half an hour later, Datou was still waiting outside the building, impatiently. When he saw Lu Feng finally walk out, his face was full of smiles.

"Brother Feng, what took you so long to come out?"

"It's done." Lu Feng turned around and glanced at the factory. Remembering something, he hurriedly ordered, "Hurry up! don't let those people see us riding a broken rickshaw."

"Brother Feng, my mother told me that if you are poor, you must have a backbone. As long as the rickshaw is your own, you should keep your head up."

"I see, your mother is right. Now go!" Lu Feng hurriedly sat on the beam and urged.

Everything is ready now. Lu Feng's hard work these days has not been in vain, and he will be able to start production tomorrow. Starting production as soon as possible is a must; otherwise, once the scam is exposed, he really will have nothing.

In the past few days, Lu Feng has been dancing on the edge of a knife. Even now, he has only maintained a delicate balance and taken advantage of the lack of information flow in the era.

If one has the Internet and a cell phone, just make a few calls, and Lu Feng's scam will be exposed.

"Brother Feng, where to now?"

"Go to the labor market!"

As the sun set, Datou rode the rickshaw awkwardly towards the labor market. On the way, Datou said, "Brother Feng, I won't be able to help you in a few days."

"Why?"

"My family is going to hoe the grass for the second time of the season, and it’s going to be busy."

Lu Feng didn't know where Datou’s destiny was taking him, but he could predict it. After being in contact with him all this time, he could tell that he was straightforward and honest. He knew Datou’s behavior in his heart.

But whatever Lu Feng asked him to do, he did. Lu Feng had been in business for many years in his previous life, and he had seen too many smart people. Those smart people always thought of snatching people’s money, using all means.

"Datou, do you like farming?"

"I don't like it. I always get drained. I want to work in the city, but my parents said I will be deceived, and farming in the village is the best choice."

"Do you believe in fate?" Lu Feng turned around to take a look and offered, "Brother, my canning workshop is about start. You can help me, okay? When we make money, I will give you 30 dollars a month."

"Thank you, Brother Feng! I think that Brother Feng is not a common person, and you will definitely be very rich in the future."

Lu Feng laughed loudly. He can still praise others.

People at the crowded labor market were chaotic. There were no college students there. Now, (in 1990), college students are scarce and are stolen by major companies even before they graduate.

Most of the crowd here are people who go to cities to do manual labor!

"Boss, don't you want someone? Moving goods and doing labor?!"

"Boss, do you want to build a wall or make a water drain?"

"Boss, I can clean your house, babysit, and cook."

Maybe it was because Lu Feng dressed decently that people kept offering several miscellaneous jobs, and after a while, he knew the market situation was almost the same. The assembly line’s staff salaries seemed to be about a few dozen dollars a month.

"The cannery requires ten people, with a salary of 30 dollars: a few men and women, those with quick hands and feet. Those who are old need not bother!" Lu Feng yelled toward the surroundings.

The salary of 30 dollars is not high. Those who work hard can get up to 60 dollars a month. Thirty dollars cannot support a family. Many people look at Lu Feng, but there are not many who come over.

"When does the boss start work?" a woman in her thirties asked.

"Starting tomorrow, I will start counting the salary."

People then started to inquire one after another. Lu Feng memorized their names; they were all women. Men are needed to cook canned food and move goods. Only a few men responded, but their wages are also being discussed. Suddenly, someone shouted "Cannery" not far away. “Moving goods, cooking canned food, a monthly salary of fifty dollars!"

The men discussing with Lu Feng their salary turned around and left instantaneously.

"Brother Feng, they are paying fifty dollars!" Datou declared, standing beside Lu Feng.

Lu Feng looked up and saw a man in his forties, supercilious, wearing an oversized suit with a BB machine pinned to his waist.

It seemed that many business people had been eyeing the canned business. The two can only hope for the market competition not to be so fierce.

"We also pay fifty dollars!" Lu Feng declared out of the blue.

"Can you afford it? Brother Feng, didn't you say that your dad didn't give you money?"

"It's not like the salary has to be paid on the spot; it will be paid next month; let alone fifty dollars, one hundred and fifty dollars can be promised." Lu Feng said blankly.

Datou reacted, "Brother Feng, are you a liar? It will be rough if you can't pay."

Lu Feng smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Your Brother Feng is a businessman. Businessmen don't care about conscience; they care about profits."

Datou nodded and did not say further, but at that moment, he was sure that the current Feng and the Feng he knew from before were completely different.

The middle-aged man on the opposite side recruited more than a dozen people before Lu Feng started recruiting.

"Brother, you are opening a cannery?" a man walked over and asked.

Lu Feng turned his head, observed the speaker of the voice, and nodded while saying, "Yes!"

"Who will buy your goods? I sell canned food." The man introduced himself, "My name is Zhou Hao. I mainly sell canned foods to small shops, supply and marketing cooperatives, and nearby villages."

"H-Hello!" Lu Feng was still thinking that the canned food would be produced by someone and sold by someone else. He didn't expect to find someone without looking, "No one is buying your goods yet; are you alone?"

"I have a few brothers with me. What price do you ship?"

"Tomorrow, come to my place for a chat. It’s easy to talk there." Lu Feng gave him the address, “By the way, inform the workers to report on time tomorrow morning.”

After leaving the labor market, Datou had to go home. Lu Feng asked him to pass through Sun Longbin's village and told him that he would need him to bring him two carts of fruit tomorrow.

On the way home, Lu Feng was a bit emotional. It is inconvenient to have no mobile phone. He had to let people talk back to him. He passed the vegetable market, bought some vegetables, half a catty of pork, and walked home.

Ch. 13 - Everything Is Ready

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