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"Then go, go have a drink and get to know each other." Yu Tian greeted.

Lu Feng stood up a little helplessly. The more he was really afraid of what would come, he was very reluctant to go. From Jiang Xiaoyan's brothers, those things that Jiang Xiaoyan's brothers had called and asked for in the past year can be seen.

If Lu Feng tells the whole family that he is the chairman of Jiamei Foods, don't do anything next year, these relatives will definitely follow him to the south, and I don't know how many times he can find him all day long.

Jiang Xiaoyan’s two eldest brothers kept calling last year, and even her parents made several calls, and eventually handed over some outsourcing business to them. Later, they called Lu Feng and asked Lu Feng to give Jiamei Food a dozen. All the outer packaging of the factory's products are handed over to them.

On the phone, Lu Feng scolded the two of them bloody, and warned them that they would divorce Jiang Xiaoyan as soon as possible, and the two of them settled down.

"Are you going or not, you've been drowsy, hurry up, do you really think you are a human being?" Yu Rongguang scolded in dissatisfaction.

Lu Jinyue said, "How do you talk to your brother, Lu Feng, hurry up!"

Lu Feng pushed aside the chair and squeezed for a long time before he walked out of the corner. Yu Tian met and took Yu Rongguang out of the private room to a private room on the second floor.

Before entering the room, Yu Tian had straightened his waist and put his hands on his back, like a big boss.

Pushing open the door of the room, the person taking the lead said, "Old Qian, Mr. Yu is here, the one who helped find a relationship last time."

Standing at the door, Lu Feng saw a man in his fifties sitting inside. He was slightly bald, with peaceful features. He looked like a talkative person. He was wearing a blue shirt with a watch on his wrist. It does look a bit stylish.

Lu Feng took a look, and it was indeed a bit familiar. This person should have dangled in front of him a few times, and he couldn't remember the specific things.

"Mr. Qian, hello, hello!" Yu Tian reached out and reached out his hand, his accent changed from a local accent to a mixed accent of provincial dialect and ordinary people.

Mr. Qian stood up, stretched out his hand and shook his hand, and said, "It's been a long time since I have been with gods, and Yu is always a big business person and can't compare with those of us who go to work."

The other people at the dinner table made a lot of noise, and for a while, there was a loud voice in the private room and laughter continued.

"Mr. Qian, what you said, you are now the vice president, with less than 10,000 people per person, and equity. Backed by a factory the size of Jiamei Foods, your life is much more moist than us." Yu Tian praised.

Others agreed.

"The pressure of Jiamei Food is great. At the end of the year, the top management changes, I am also afraid of the end of the year. I am afraid that there will be no dividends at the end of the year. You are your own business, and you are the masters of your own business!" !"

"Don't sit down, come and smoke!" Yu Tian let out a wave of cigarettes and said, "My old husband will have his 70th birthday tomorrow. The whole family is eating here today, and it will be over a while. Mr. Qian, which department are you in charge of? what?"

"I am in charge of procurement. I was originally a separate department. Years ago, there were endless meetings. The chief executives went to the province for meetings. Next year, they will be grouped together. These departments will have to be changed." Qian always lighted his cigarette and said in a bluff.

"What's the origin of this Jiamei food? It's so big? I heard people say it is the son of who in the province? It is the son-in-law, and it is all the money of the country!"

"I also heard that it was a southerner who came to do it. It was from the Xiangjiang River. The big foreign capital. People say that the boss is very young. Did Mr. Gao marry a wife?"

"Which Mr. Gao? Gao Zhiwei?" Mr. Qian spit out a cigarette with a look of disdain, knocking on the table with his hands and said: "He can't, don't look at Gao Zhiwei being very awesome outside. He is not the boss. He is the general manager. When I was in a meeting, I heard other bosses say that he was responsible for the high-level turmoil at the end of the year and almost made him leave."

"Gao Zhiwei is not the boss?"

"No, the boss is very young. He is in his twenties. Don’t look at his young age. They are very tough. They are not good at them. They are shareholders. Now a few shareholders have come in. This boss, people look down on the North. For this small business, I took the money and went to the south to play the big ones!" Qian always said bullishly.

"Good guy, look down on such a big factory? Jiamei Food can make tens of millions a year, right?"

"Tens of millions? I'll tell you that at a meeting at the end of the year, the financial manager said that last year it made a profit of 100 million, and there were too many factories all over the country. If you are a little involved with this factory, then wait for the money to be counted. "Money burped while talking.

There was a brief silence in the private room, and the faces of the people present were full of shock. They knew that Jiamei Food was huge, but they never dreamed that the annual profit would exceed 100 million yuan.

Now in many provinces, excluding state-owned enterprises, private enterprises with profits exceeding 100 million may not even be able to find one.

Yu Tian reacted and looked at Mr. Qian with a more humble smile. A vice president in charge of purchasing definitely has the power to live and kill.

"Mr. Qian, I will tell my brother if I have anything to do in the future, no matter if I know some people in the county or city, big things may not be able to help you, small things are absolutely fine!" Yu Tian took out from his pocket. A pack of Zhonghua was handed over and said: "Mr. Qian, come, smoke!"

Mr. Qian just put his cigarette in his mouth, and the lighter next to him was ready.

"President Qian, what's the name of the manager of Jiamei Food? Why haven't you heard of it?"

"Um..." Qian always leaned back in his chair and hesitated.

Lu Feng trembled in his heart. It seemed that he couldn't hide it today. He sighed secretly in his heart. He could only say that it was handed over to Jiang Xiaoyan to handle it. After the Chinese New Year, he had to concentrate on working on the electronics factory.

"I really don't know this. People don't stay in the factory very much. I basically can't see it, but I definitely know people when I see it." President Qian knocked the soot, and said in an unpredictable way: "I'm telling you Said that the really powerful characters are hidden deep, so I just pushed a few managers to slap around outside."

Others nodded one after another, unlike the group of people who started their own small factories. They drove their cars every day, took a bag, and had to run around on their own.

"People are not at the same level anymore. It's too far away. Mr. Qian, I came here today to take my son to meet him. This is my son." Yu Tian turned around and shouted, "Glory! Come here!"

Yu Rongguang hurriedly squeezed in, arching slightly and said, "Money is always good!"

"What is the name of Mr. Qian? Uncle!" Yu Tian ordered.

"Hello, uncle!"

"Your son is this old? What do you do now? If you let you arrange the work, just do it under my hands. After two or three months, you will be able to be a supervisor or something. It's okay."

"Mr. Qian, that’s not what I meant. This kid is quite promising. Now, as a sales team leader in the city’s machine factory, the factory will vacate a position as a deputy factory manager after the new year, so he can get some work. It's safe."

Mr. Qian understood at once, and he pondered for a while and said: "I'm really not sure about this. I'll see next year. If there is an outsourcing purchase that I can dominate, I will let him do it."

"You can't do the Lord's job if you still have money. Come, come and pour a glass of wine. You must toast your uncle." Yu Tian said, found a small cup or two, poured a glass of white wine, and placed it in Yu Rongguang's He said in his hand: "Say a few words, say a few words!"

"Uncle, today I can recognize you as an uncle. It is my blessing to Rongguang. From now on, I will definitely be filial to you. I dare not say that I am like your son, but I will definitely not forget you during the holidays. Your kindness of dripping water is absolutely Yongquan reports, wherever you call me, even if you speak, I am not very good at talking, everything is in the wine."

When Yu Rongguang finished speaking, he raised his head and drank it, and there was constant applause.

"Good boy, the future of this child is absolutely boundless!" Mr. Qian praised him.

"The main reason is that Mr. Qian can't help anymore, so what, let's first..." Yu Tian prepared to say a few polite words and then returned, turning around to see Lu Feng leaning on the door frame of the private room and looking stupidly. Then, I remembered that there is still this'chairman'.

Yu Tian didn’t want to introduce more. It’s not good if you make Qian Qian’s unhappy. However, he was afraid that Lu Wancai would go back and mutter. After thinking about it, he still said: "Mr. Qian, I have a nephew who happens to be working at Jiamei Food. Little leader, you two see you too, have one drink?"

Little leader?

All the people present were wondering. Now that three or five people under their control dare to claim to be small leaders, how can they keep Yu Tian from stuffing people in the bureau of this group of people?

President Qian is also a little embarrassed. You should help your son. Why is your nephew here?

Isn't it true that a lot of people coming to celebrate your birthday will come to meet you in a while?

"People have been standing here!" Yu Tian turned his body sideways, trying to make Lu Feng stand forward.

Lu Feng thought ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ just stand at the door and say hello. He didn't expect to be pulled over by Yu Rongguang, and whispered: "Why are you so unpromising? Just pretend to say hello. Chairman? Stand forward!"

Lu Feng stared at him, feeling very upset. He stepped forward and stood there. Mr. Qian turned around to talk to the person next to him, and asked casually, "Which department do you work for?"

"I... from my production workshop!" Lu Feng said casually.

The table was filled with a glass of white wine, and Yu Tian motioned to him to pick it up, and waited for Qian to finish talking with others, so that he could toast.

"On the assembly line? I'm quite familiar with your bosses and often eat together." President Qian was talking, his ears were still listening to the people next to him, he didn't even look at Lu Feng at all. He listened to the next door. After speaking, he turned his head and picked up a bottom of wine and said: "With your uncle's face, you can come to me if you have anything to do..."

Mr. Qian raised his eyelids and glanced across Lu Feng’s face. The words stopped. The next second he stared at Lu Feng with a trace of doubt, as if trying to compare with the person in his head. !

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