Return To 1990

Chapter 526

After Lu Feng left, the atmosphere in the room was obviously much better. Everyone pushed cups for lamps, at least with a smile on their faces.

Li Quanliang called President Zheng, President Hou of TCL and some medium-sized enterprises together. He understood that the market is chaotic and he wants to make a profit. He has only one way to eat the cake of VCD and crowd out others.

These people have temporarily reached a joint advance and retreat alliance. Lu Feng is no longer justified. The rest is to fight other piracy. At the same time, Li Quanliang has privately signed an agreement with President Zheng.

He promised that in the next few months, if Jiafeng electronics goes bankrupt and reorganizes, he would mortgage the factories, patents, sales channels and brand names of Desheng and Dejin in exchange for Li Quanliang's interest free loan of no less than 300 million, up to 500 million!

Few state-owned enterprises in China can promise to take out so much money at one time. Changhong is one of them. It has been making profits every year since it overtook pandas in the TV market in the early 1990s.

After President Zheng got the agreement, the whole person was very excited. His life was about to take off. Snake swallowing elephant was no longer a dream, and Li Quanliang was very happy to see him.

Jiafeng electronics is a mess that Lu Feng can clean up. He gambles that President Zheng will take over for two years or even fail to repay the money within one year.

Zheng always wants Jiafeng electronics and Li Quanliang all!!

After the tea party was over, Huang Youwei also hurried to find the person in charge of local finance and the person in charge of local banks and held a scheme meeting to prevent Jiafeng electronics from collapsing. The content was very simple. Everyone raised a dollar to hold the bottom of Jiafeng electronics.

Most of the time, businessmen are really beautiful when they are beautiful. When they ride in luxury cars, they are smiling everywhere. When big entrepreneurs go to some small places, local leaders have to accompany them. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are definitely big people.

But the desolation is also particularly sad. If Jiafeng electronics is compared to a person, before he died, a group of brothers and friends stood in the yard and blew the suona. On the surface, they cried loudly. They said brother, you can go safely, but in your heart they stared at this home.

The next day, many places published the call for patent protection in the headlines of newspapers to improve the patent law and standardize the market competition mechanism, but it was just talk.

Sales plummeted by nearly 90%. Before that, goods were transported to all parts of the country one by one, with high-speed and waterway driving together. It was in full swing. In the world that has only been a few days, the red line of inventory in the warehouse has arrived.

The new factory was completely shut down. When the workers came, they also cleaned and listened to the class. Many people were absent-minded. Someone had inquired about other factories outside and was ready to carry the bucket and run away.

The building is in danger, and the gentleman does not stand under the fence. Too few people can tide over the difficulties with the company. Although they have experienced many crises before, they are not so serious, let alone stop production.

In addition to the daily newspaper reports, some people privately say that Jiafeng electronics is going to be acquired by state-owned assets. Others say that Jiafeng electronics started with panda branch and is now going to be taken back.

Among them, the news of nationalization spread the most. Some newspapers began to say that Lu Feng sat in his office and looked at the newspaper, wondering whether Huang Youwei was trying to find out.

Zhang Fengxia knocked on the door and walked in. Her face was a little tired. She sat opposite and sighed: "the factory is OK. Wipda is still producing, as well as tape players and radios. The new factory has stopped production and changed a new factory director. People are terrified and can't be comforted."

"No, you know what's the most important thing in China?" Lu Feng covered his face with a newspaper in his hand.

"What?"

"People are not afraid to go away. Under the high salary, they are all gone. You can't recruit 10000 or 20000 people in a week?" Lu Feng put down the newspaper and said excitedly: "do you remember Zhuang Yuntian?"

"The fool you made?" Zhang Fengxia wondered, "what's the matter?"

"He still holds the convertible bonds of Jiafeng electronics. He has always wanted to be nationalized." Lu Feng smiled, put the newspaper on the table and said, "I'll call him and tease him."

Zhang Fengxia is very speechless. If she has a good attitude, she doesn't have such a good attitude as him. At this time, she still has the mind to tease others.

Lu Feng called Zhuang Yuntian.

"Hello! Mr. Zhuang, I'm Lu Feng, Jiafeng electronics." Lu Feng leaned back in his chair, looked smiling and said teasingly: "I tell you, what we said at the beginning is almost done."

Zhuang Yuntian at the other end of the phone rolled his eyes. Some time ago, he told the headquarters that investing in Lu Feng was really right. Before his second round of financing, he turned bonds into equity. As long as Lu Feng raised money, they made money immediately.

At that time, he was praised by the boss. In a few days, he made a big turn to let him continue to hold bonds. If he went bankrupt, he would get the money back.

"Mr. Lu, investing in you is the worst thing I've ever done in my life, okay? The worst thing, none!" Zhuang Yuntian said gnashing his teeth: "your investors are crazy. Mr. Feng is so old, can't you let him live a few more years?"

"What's this? As I said at that time, Jiafeng Electronics was nationalized, and your money increased ten times. Now it's not an opportunity?" Lu Feng asked with a smile: "such a good opportunity, buy some more. If you don't buy it, you can't buy it. Maybe I'll sell it in a few months."

"Fuck you, liar!" Zhuang Yuntian scolded angrily and hung up the phone directly.

Lu Feng leaned back in his chair and smiled, as if teasing a child. He said to Zhang Fengxia, "he scolded me as a liar. People these days are good and bad."

"What to do next? Give me a reassurance." Zhang Fengxia sighed: "the market is hard to get. President Zhu stopped work and rested at home. He said he didn't want to read the report. The only busy person is Wei Yandan."

"It's good for her to be busy. She should also be busy. The direction of the media is the rising period. Don't worry. Take advantage of these two days to have a rest, just these two days." Lu Feng said casually.

Zhang Fengxia saw that he had a plan in mind. She didn't worry so much. She knew where she seemed to have done something. She really didn't know what was going on.

Only he, Liucheng and Feng Zhiyao know about the whole company, which is top secret.

"Tell me, what is it?" Zhang Fengxia moved the stool and rubbed forward, her big eyes full of curiosity.

"Don't say, I'll know in a few days." Lu Feng picked up a newspaper and read it again. He said, "you've been shouting tired. Go to sleep."

"I'll buy some melon seeds. Tell me." Zhang Fengxia stood up and went to the canteen in the factory like a child. After a while, she came in with a bag of melon seeds and a lot of snacks.

They were eating melon seeds and chatting nonsense. Lu Feng also said it again. Zhang Fengxia couldn't help but say, "you're too bad."

"How to talk?" Lu Feng frowned.

"It's my fault. You're extremely smart. You're very smart!" Zhang Fengxia praised.

In the terminal market, at the gate of an electrical City, seven or eight people surrounded a counter with a burned out VCD. The whole family went out.

"It broke after only a few days? What quality do you have? You must replace it for me!" the woman's voice was particularly sharp, not to mention the people outside the mall.

"It's so expensive. There's a quality problem. We didn't move anything. It's smoking when we look at it." the old lady cried angrily.

"I tell you, if you don't return or change it, don't do business. Damn, you robbed the money for the things you bought for thousands of dollars. It hasn't been used for a month?" the man patted the counter angrily.

The boss standing at the counter looked indifferent, with a cigarette in his mouth, sat on the chair with his legs crossed and said, "your voltage is unstable and burned. Come to me? Change it for you? Why should I return it for you? If you break it, find me?"

"Why don't you give it back?"

"Try and try. Why? Ask who you like and who you want to go to. I tell you, ask on this floor. Who will change this thing for you? If you don't cherish it when you buy it back, find fault with me? Besides, you bought it with me?" the boss scolded fiercely.

"Your ticket!" the woman patted the ticket on the table.

"I haven't seen you. The tickets are fake. Don't fucking surround my counter. Get away, you know?" the boss scolded the family with his finger.

When he came to buy it at that time, the young man was full of smiles and various guarantees. He opened his mouth and shut his mouth. Now he has two faces.

"Entrapment, it's dead!" the old man said, sat down on the ground, patted his hands on the ground and howled: "come and have a look. Thousands of things bought by God have broken down in two days. They were bought from him."

The old lady shouted as she stretched out her hand to pull her grandson and let him lie down. There was a mess at the scene.

In this era, all kinds of counter goods can really be sold. All kinds of fake things are at different levels. We must be optimistic. Looking back, people don't recognize them at all and can't find any department.

Shit! Is the only way!

Sit on the ground, cry and howl, and scold the ancestors of the 18th generation. The reason why many old people do this is because this method can really solve problems in their hearts. Many times, it is the only way to solve problems.

The circuit lines of the VCDs produced in the previous batches have been almost used to the limit. In a room, the man drew the curtains in broad daylight, licked his dry lips, then closed the door and pulled out a CD from under the bottom of the wardrobe.

He took a deep breath and couldn't restrain his excitement. He plugged in the VCD and put the CD in. After waiting for a while, there was a picture that needed mosaic. The man's pupil enlarged and began to exercise his hand muscles.

The most critical time, hiss, the VCD is smoking and the TV is dark!

"Ah!!!"

"Horizontal groove!!!"