At more than two o''clock in the afternoon, Lu Feng called the municipal general office and made an appointment for a meal in the evening.

    The outside world has felt the smell of gunpowder about the two companies. The food industry has talked about it privately. This is the first time that the two large enterprises compete. However, some small enterprises in the industry have heard that Jiamei food is very rich.

    What kind of boss there is, what kind of enterprise there is, naturally there will be what kind of factory director. All localities privately say that the boss of Jiamei food is not simple, and he is extremely rich. Some say he is the son of boss Xiangjiang, others say he is the son of a big man.

    The work styles of the six factories are almost the same. Anyway, they are all in accordance with Lu Feng''s words. Pomp, pomp, pomp, all kinds of activities, banners, external speaking, big star endorsement. When opening, some local leaders are asked to cut ribbon, take photos, take group photos, and then put the photos at the door.

    What enterprise introduction, what backed by a huge consortium and what leadership platform, he can get everything, and all of them are placed on the corridor where ordinary employees enter the factory, plus some private rumors.

    Not long after liuliujia factory started production, all kinds of rumors were flying. If this enterprise model was put in 30 years, it would definitely be a liar enterprise, but now people have little insight and are all bluffed.

    Without money, there is no corporate culture. Without corporate culture, people can not be united. This model is especially the simplest way to unite people, which makes ordinary employees confident and feel that their enterprise is an invincible existence.

    In the public opinion atmosphere where the six factories are located, Jiamei food definitely has the upper hand. It is a free advertisement, especially when the brand establishes a noble image.

    At more than four o''clock in the afternoon, Lu Feng put some documents aside, stood up and said, "you deal with these and let them put the sales data here for me today, you know."

    "Why are you going?"

    "Go to dinner!"

    "Where are you going?" Zhang Fengxia has lost weight these days. The food in the canteen is average, except potatoes.

    "Tianyue Hotel, where can I go?" Lu Feng tidied up his briefcase.

    "If you take me, I''ll be responsible for eating. I don''t say anything. I want to go out and eat by myself. It''s more than 9 p.m. after work every day, and the hotel is off duty." Zhang Fengxia is a little pathetic. She feels so hard at work for the first time.

    "Don''t be ridiculous. In case there are any links that are not suitable for children, you should sort out the data." Lu Feng made sure he had everything and walked out of the office.

    In Tianyue Hotel, several etiquette ladies bowed together and said, "Welcome!"

    "Mr. Lu, I haven''t seen you for a long time!" when the lobby manager saw Lu Feng, his face turned into flowers and greeted him: "Mr. Lu is a man who has made a lot of money. Recently, I heard that he has opened many factories all over the country. I''m really lucky to see you. In the future, it may be the third floor outside the third floor of the bodyguard."

    "A lot of words?" Lu Feng looked at her and said, "book a private room. Several directors and directors will come later."

    "Don''t worry, I''ll certainly serve you well." the lobby manager hurried upstairs and said, "would you like some company? Don''t worry, it''s absolutely sweet to talk, not cold."

    "Can''t they come to dinner?" Lu Feng asked.

    "It depends on people. In front of some people, it''s honest. You''re such a big boss. You don''t eat thoroughly, but you dress here with me." the lobby manager smiled and looked like you know.

    "If you don''t spend that money, you can do things." Lu Feng opened the door and entered the private room. Without looking at the menu, he said, "directly prepare a banquet. It''s good to have a medium price. Get four or five bottles of Wuliangye."

    Half an hour later, people came one after another. Although Lu Feng didn''t deal with these people much, he was also proficient. Mayor Wang hufei, Lin Bing of the Administration for Industry and commerce, Zhao Pengfei of the market supervision bureau, and several directors and secretaries made a table of seven or eight people.

    Wang hufei smiled at Wuliangye and said, "President Lu is in trouble. The newspapers these two days are really magical. I can''t understand them. It''s like a child''s house."

    "I told you not to eat. I''m right if there''s wine and vegetables." Lin Bing said, and the people burst into laughter.

    "Sometimes you have to be sincere. Your boss has to stand up and speak. What''s sending a small soldier?" Zhao Pengfei took a bite and said, "it''s like we''re your men."

    "Don''t dare!" Lu Feng picked up his glass and said, "to tell you the truth, I''m sitting here in fear. I''m a businessman. I''m stupid and can''t do anything. I''ll drink one first. It''s a self punishment."

    One drink, in exchange for a few good sounds.

    Some things are well known to everyone. Being able to come today shows that it has become a thing. Zhao Pengfei''s words just now are obviously dissatisfied with Lu Feng. He thinks that he asked people from the marketing department to report in their real names before, just as he called them as subordinates.

    It''s just a matter of face. After three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes, Lu Feng drank some. These guys were red all over his face, obviously more than one kilogram.

    "Everyone should know about the recent events and read the newspapers. To tell the truth, it is not easy for Jiamei food to develop now. The market is like this. One mountain can''t tolerate two tigers. We shop there. As a result, it was said that it was unqualified by market supervision sampling inspection, and all the goods were deducted."

    Lu Feng said the whole story briefly. Look at me and I''ll look at you. No one spoke.

    "President Lu, the times have changed. Now it''s a free market economy. We units can''t intervene."

    "Yes, you see, you invite us to dinner and we work for you. What''s the matter? Something will happen."

    "Yes, if you don''t do anything, you can eat this meal and drink this wine. We are friends. It''s no problem to invite friends to dinner, but it tastes bad in general."

    Lu Feng felt that he had been filled a little more. He took a deep breath, quickly lit a cigarette and said, "Jiamei food has not paid less tax since last year. We are on a boat. Jiamei has developed well. We must support the local government. It''s a little fun to donate a library and gymnasium."

    "President Lu, have you drunk too much?" Wang hufei scratched his head and said: "well, our city has not connected with the provincial National Highway. If you want to be rich, you can''t get rich if you don''t go out. There is also the problem of education. The conditions of rural primary schools are very poor, lack of tables, chairs and benches, and the road between cities and towns..."

    "Stop! Stop!" Lu Feng hurriedly made a pause with his hand and said: "Mayor Wang, don''t make a list for me. Well, I don''t open factories outside. At the end of the year, I can pay some taxes on those factories here. I''ll wrap up the children''s tables, chairs and benches. Master Qingtian like you will definitely make people remember for a lifetime and sing praises to you. The premise is that Jiamei food has to live before the end of the year."

    "Xiao Lin, Xiao Zhao, you have to do something. For some children''s food in the market, it''s a big event. What if you eat bad children?"

    "Yes, work mistakes!"

    "I''ll give you a toast." Lu Feng quickly picked up the cup and poured it down.

    Eight people, ten bottles of Baijiu all bottomed out, it is already eleven o''clock in the evening. Lu Feng''s face is red. He feels the whole person is floating, smoking cigarettes continuously, telling himself to be sober.

    "I''ve arranged a millionaire dance hall to dance later." Lu Feng stood up.

    "No, go back."

    "It''s very late. Mr. Lu should have a rest early."

    "Go!"

    Lu Feng sent him downstairs. A group of lobby managers followed him. After being polite for a long time, they shook hands and said goodbye one by one. After getting on the bus, Lu Feng was a little unstable. A group of lobby managers behind him shouted and held him behind him.

    "Mr. Lu, are you okay?"

    "Help in quickly. Can you drive back?"

    Seven or eight girls helped Lu Feng back to the lobby and poured some glucose. People were already a little unstable.

    "What should I do?"

    "Why don''t you carry us to the dormitory? Liu Mingxia just went home and the bed is empty."

    "Take me inside," the manager said.

    Lu Feng listened to the chattering in his ear. The noisy brain hurt. He could hear that if he didn''t go home tonight, there would be an accident. He hurriedly said, "call."

    "Who are you calling?"

    Lu Feng took the phone and only had his office phone number in his mind. He called and actually answered it.

    "Who?"

    "Come and pick me up."

    More than ten minutes later, Zhang Fengxia came riding a motorcycle in the factory. Seeing Lu Feng drunk like this, she said, "don''t drink if you can''t drink. What can you do?"

    "He doesn''t want to drink either. It''s up to him to drink with the leader? People are mainly happy." the manager looked at her, not Lu Feng''s wife, and asked, "you''re not president Lu''s wife, who are you?"

    "Little wife, I can''t?" Zhang Fengxia dragged her to the car. She couldn''t move at all.

    Just out of the hotel door, he vomited crazily and tossed for more than an hour. Everyone carried him in the back of the car.

    The motorcycle was temporarily kept by the hotel. Zhang Fengxia drove the car downstairs.

    Jiang Xiaoyan was frightened when she saw Lu Feng like this and burst into tears on the spot.

    "What''s the use of crying? Solve things?" Zhang Fengxia looked at her and said nothing.

    "What can I do?"

    "People are not dead. Forget it. I can see that we can''t carry them upstairs. We''d better go to the hospital." Zhang Fengxia said and got on the bus directly.

    Lu Feng woke up at 5 a.m. with liquid in his hand and some pain in his head. Jiang Xiaoyan was lying on the bedside and Zhang Fengxia was sleeping on a nursing bed next to her.