Back to 1990

Lu Feng looked at her with tears and laughter, very helpless. Every executive has his own needs. Some want employee equity, some want high annual salary, and some hope to manage a department alone without others interfering. These Lu Feng could be satisfied, but when facing Zhang Fengxia, he didn't know what to do to keep her.

After talking about a lot of things in life, Jiang Xiaoyan said the most, and Zhang Fengxia persuaded him to go out for a while.

In the new factory area, there is continuous rotation, shifts of people, and non-stop machines. At 6 o'clock in the evening, the director of the factory received a phone call to change the three shifts to one shift. As long as the stock reaches the red line mark, production will be stopped immediately.

Upon receiving this news, the management of the factory area was all dumbfounded, and I don't know why such a big order was given under such a hot sales situation.

In the factory director's office, a group of management gathered together smoking cigarettes, and a middle-aged flat-headed man sat on a chair with a gloomy and scary face.

"What's the situation? There is a sudden reduction in production, and the market is in short supply. There are so many people who call me these days to get the goods!"

"That's right, the brains above are all sick!"

"I said before I came to this factory. Jiafeng Electronics has a notorious reputation in the industry. The senior management is always a pig's brain. The old man is always a relevant accountant. Such a hard background is still mixed up to today. It is also wasteful."

"Director, if we stop production, will we pay overtime? How do we calculate our salary?"

"It's okay, I'll make a call and ask. I can't get one shift. Ask if I can stay two shifts. The warehouse is still vacant." The factory manager called the company while talking.

"Vice President Yan, our production..."

Ten minutes later, Vice President Yan knocked on the door of Zhang Fengxia’s office and asked: “Mr. Zhang, there is no stock in the warehouse, and the workers also want to work more. Three shifts are shifted to one shift, and two shifts are shifted. Ok?"

Zhang Fengxia raised her head and stared at Vice President Yan with a sharp gaze, and shouted: "Are you bargaining with me? Do you know what execution is? I don't understand enough. The production of the first shift before the red line is reached, and the production stops after the red line is reached. The execution is fine. This kind of thing doesn't need to be considered in the factory!"

"okay, I get it."

"Who asked you to come?" Zhang Fengxia stopped him and asked, "The people in the factory asked you to ask?"

"No...no, they just react to the situation, that is, the market..."

"What is the market? They understand the market? What do you want the marketing department to do? The new factory area has dug up a lot of new management, don't bring me some stinky problems, you still come to ask me?" Zhang Fengxia's face grew more and more. The more ugly, he shouted: "Deduct half a month's salary and fire the new director for me!"

"No, Mr. Zhang..."

Vice President Yan saw Zhang Fengxia looking at him, and he didn't dare to speak anymore. If he continued, he would be fired as well, and he nodded quickly and went out.

After stepping out of the cold sweat behind the office, he had just been the vice president for a short time, and felt that he could not do it long. He secretly cursed the director of the new factory area. This is not a pitfall.

Under the night, car after car of VCD drove away from major factories, just a dozen days of production and stocking, huge profits urged the strongest productivity of capital.

Everyone was suffocated and wanted to make a splash in this new technological explosion. The young people who were at the dinner party took advantage of the night to unload the goods.

He spent more than half of his family property on buying motherboards. He bought some cheap accessories for assembly. He set up a small workshop and found seven or eight workers. The assembly can be completed in two days at a cost of less than three. For a thousand yuan, one unit is a profit of four to five hundred.

The young man hadn’t done much work. After moving one hundred VCD motherboards, his head was tired and sweaty. He raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky. , I will confidently stand on the stage and speak out tomorrow, like an idol salute!"

After speaking, he looked at the motherboard in the workshop, and the cheap matching plastic shells piled on the side, with an indescribable sense of accomplishment, his first entrepreneurial venture in his life.

Under the night, the newspaper is correcting the news layout. A middle-aged man wearing glasses gives a sense of rigor. Looking at the headline in front of him, it is astonishing: Lu Feng, a man standing on the altar.

"When can we be like this?" The middle-aged man stretched his waist, with a smile on his face, and said to the person next to him.

"Don't think about it if you have no power or power, but this Lu Feng is quite young, so much money, why is it spent?" A young man next to him said with a slap.

"You think a piece of clothing is thousands of dollars, a pair of leather shoes is hundreds of dollars, who are you selling to, these people buy it, learn the Tao, you just came, our unit is not bad, as long as it is stable." The man patted the young man on the shoulder. Said: "No problem, publish it."

While learning, stood up and said: "Okay, this is pretty good. It's the night shift. I don't know when I will stay up..."

Nowadays, many media like to enshrine gods. The last man to be enshrined was Mr. Mou. Newspaper media had a blowout in the 1990s. Various private media appeared in large numbers, and the competition for news content was extremely fierce.

The next day, early in the morning, major electrical appliances stores opened, and each owner’s face was full of confidence, welcoming a new day of panic buying. Today, the supply of goods is absolutely sufficient, and the ‘new goods have arrived’ sign has been pushed out.

When Lu Feng woke up and finished his meal, a stack of newspapers was placed on the table. One of the small newspapers was placed on the top, with the title Lu Feng Standing on the Altar.

Zhang Fengxia was eating, looking at the newspaper and happily, and said, "Is it necessary to confess you in the future? This newspaper blows too much, saying that you are the first person in the ages. I will read it to you, Mr. Lu Feng. He has a full face and a wealth of wealth. Through the comparison of pictures, we found that he is very similar to the ancient rich man Shen Wansan, and he is expected to become the new God of Wealth after many years...Hahahaha."

Lu Feng couldn't listen anymore. Before, he introduced a bunch of experiences he had imagined, such as sleeping in the bullpen, having food, and accumulating step by step and finally becoming famous.

"In order to sell these newspapers, they are also fighting." Lu Feng smiled bitterly.

I'm done with all the things that should be busy up front, but there is nothing to do today. After dinner, read the newspaper, call Jiang Xiaoyan, and have a chat.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the rush to buy started. The buyers first went to the major counters of Golden Leopard, and then they heard that there were cheaper ones next to them, and they began to compare.

In the past, due to the tight supply of goods, it gave customers a feeling that they could not be considered. They were bought by others as long as they hesitated. Now that the supply of goods at all major counters is sufficient, they are not in a hurry.

This is a bad start, there are more shoppers than people, and the extra is not a star or a half.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, all major companies received a message that Jiafeng Electronics' new factory area had reduced its output by two-thirds. Li Quanliang was in a good mood when he heard the news.

Lu Feng was obviously still aware of the imminent risk and wanted to step on the brakes, but it was too late.

The cost of 50 million yuan, coupled with the investment in the new plant, is too high. As long as the sales of VCD plummet, it will completely bring down Jiafeng Electronics.

Mr. Zheng was even more excited when he heard the news. Success is right in front of him. No matter how he develops, he will succeed. Other factories have seen the fear of Jiafeng Electronics.

Golden Leopard takes a step back and they can take a step forward. This is a good start!

At noon, Lu Feng did not eat and went directly to the Legal Department. The previous legal affairs consisted of more than a dozen people, mainly responsible for contract formulation and legal risks.

Last time Lu Feng said that he would expand the legal team. With the budget in place, there are already more than 70 lawyers sitting in the office at this moment. Lu Feng stepped in and pressed his hand at the crowd to let them sit.

Most of these lawyers were hired temporarily, and Lu Feng could only beg that there should be no lawyers like ‘Zhang Wei’ in this group.

"During this period, everyone has a task to find various pirated and infringing VCDs in the market, find the location of the factory, and then sue for compensation. As long as there is no jurisdiction, they will file a lawsuit in the city court."

"My request is only one, and that is to sue them for bankruptcy. Don't let me do anything lightly. If you don't sue for bankruptcy, ask the local industrial and commercial bureau to fine and seize them on the grounds of infringement." "I know that many of you belong to law firms. I don't think so much about the compensation. You get three or seven. You sue him and lose one million. I will give you three hundred thousand."

There was a round of applause at the scene, and everyone was excited. This is a big job. Pirated VCDs are rampant on the market now. Any manufacturer, which doesn't have millions of assets?

At about one noon, the sales volume of Golden Leopard VCD was less than half of yesterday. Competition in the electrical appliance city was unprecedentedly fierce. The merchants felt something was wrong and drove the clerk out and asked to pull people inside.

Some merchants pressed too much goods and needed to pay back as soon as possible. Depending on the situation, they immediately reduced the price. In a small market in the electrical appliance city, the first wave of vicious competition formed, and the market began to collapse.

"VCD! VCD, as long as three thousand four hundred and five, miss today, regret for a year!"

"Buy a VCD? Come on, I have it. It's cheap. I will do the event today..."

Not only in the electrical appliance city, the young man last night assembled twenty-five VCDs in the morning. He does not have a store, so he set up a stall next to the appliance city.

When the things were set up, I thought that the price of three thousand four thousand and four could be sold like crazy, but no one even looked at those passing by.

A few days ago, the users were centralized. Those in demand at UU Reading www.uukanshu.com will rush to the Golden Leopard counter, creating a hard-to-find scene. Today, everyone has taken out the goods, all kinds of products. There are many sales channels and users are diverted.

As Lu Feng said, the current VCD market is less than 5% of video tapes, and it takes time to expand the market.

The young man started his business for the first time. After standing at the gate of the electrical appliance city and selling for two hours, his mood was completely broken. He pulled a person and asked, "Brother, look at the VCD? These are all products from the manufacturer. They are cheap. One thousand and four, Golden Leopard’s."

"One of them is fifty yuan more expensive than you. It's not easy to go back. Who do I call?" The eldest brother turned his head and prepared to leave.

"If you buy it with integrity, I can get a hundred or three thousand cheaper. How about making friends?" The young man was anxious.

A trading principle that he didn't understand, when the price bottom line was easily penetrated, it meant that there was no bottom line!

The eldest brother left. The young man looked at the shops around him. Those shop assistants stood on the street pulling people. The market changed overnight, from a seller’s market to a buyer’s market.

The piracy army has come!