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Chapter 0020

The talent market is always crowded, and urban employment has not yet been opened, but the rural population has begun to slowly converge towards the city, and there is no shortage of labor.

Lu Feng walked around, found a high platform, stood up and shouted: "The canning factory recruits workers, two shifts, male workers are twenty-five, and female workers are twenty!"

As soon as these words were said, people turned around and looked at Lu Feng, and the next second they were crowded. The price was absolutely high. Even some skilled people were only at this price.

A middle-aged man was smoking a cigarette not far away, and his face was not good-looking. He looked at Lu Feng for a long time, and asked at the market snake head beside him: "Who is that person? I saw him last time I came to recruit workers."

"I heard it was a small factory that I just opened. It has been very popular recently and is sold to the countryside."

"Rural? There is no money in rural areas, who can buy it? I also supply the rural supply and marketing cooperatives, and the sales volume is average."

"You don't know that people exchanged grain for food, and they sold food directly at the grain station, and gave those people a lot of taps. Last time he came to recruit workers, he searched for it. Today he is very rich and powerful!"

The middle-aged man twisted his cigarette butt to the ground, his face was not very good-looking. The snake head looked at him and said with a smile: "Mr. Wei, he is not on the same path as you, let him trick you first."

"I'll get to know each other." Mr. Wei walked over as he spoke.

In less than ten minutes, Lu Feng had recruited more than 30 people and was about to take them back to the workshop. After a few steps, the middle-aged man came over.

The eyes were facing each other, and there was a little spark. Lu Feng knew him, and his outfit was not changed. He was wearing a suit, leather shoes, and his colleagues were enemies. This was not false at all.

"Hello, I am the boss of Wanyuan Food Processing Factory, my surname is Ren." Mr. Ren said as he took out a business card.

"I'm a canned person, I don't have a business card, so I'm a Lu Feng." Lu Feng said and looked at the business card, which said Ren Qianbo was written on it. It's a really good name.

"Mr. Lu's business is really good. He just came to recruit workers a few days ago and it expanded again!" Ren Qianbo had a congratulatory smile on his face, but there was a hint of sourness in his words.

"Mr. Ren is also doing a prosperous business. Isn't he here to recruit workers?" Lu Feng knew what he meant and said, "Mr. Ren, we will not interfere with the rivers. You can go to your convenience store, supply and marketing cooperative route, and I will get my wholesale route for grain!"

"Mr. Lu, don't think too much, just make friends." Ren Qianbo smiled and stretched out his hand to shake hands.

Lu Feng walked out, his face turned cold. Ren Qianbo stared at his back, narrowed his eyes, and continued to recruit people.

There is a market where there is competition. Lu Feng did not expect the competition to come so quickly. As a businessman, he knew very well that as long as there was enough profit, someone would enter the market.

When he returned to the workshop, Zhou Hao took another car. Before it was time to get off work, several people were already squatting outside to smoke. Datou was at a loss. When he saw Lu Feng coming back, he hurried over.

"Brother Feng, they feel tired and want to take a rest."

Lu Feng nodded, and did not let Big Head continue talking. He waved to the newly recruited workers. Lu Feng entered the workshop and shouted: "Stop everyone!"

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Lu Feng, and the smokers outside ran in.

"Thank you all today, our business is in full swing. I hope everyone can work harder and raise your salary, cook canned food, and move goods, twenty yuan a month, and two shifts!"

Everyone at the scene had a smile on their faces. Lu Feng continued, "Don't go out to smoke during working hours. Also, if you can't keep up with the speed, I'll let you get out. Such a high salary is not for you to play. If you don't believe it, we can try it. You go out and smoke one more and I'll take a look."

Lu Feng's eyes glanced down, no one dared to look at him, and the few men who went out to smoke just now didn't dare to raise their heads!

"You have 40 minutes to get off work, so be busy!"

Everyone was busy, and their enthusiasm was very different from before. In the last forty minutes, half a truckload of goods was driven out.

The workers were busy step by step. Lu Feng called Datou over and asked, "How many cars are out today?"

"Nine cars, four cars are paid for, these are money." Datou handed a stack of money and the account book to Lu Feng.

Lu Feng looked at the account book and counted the money. There was a total profit of 1,349 yuan. If two shifts were in service, the profit of 2,300 yuan a day would not be a problem.

"Brother Feng, you're rich!" Big Head grinned.

"It's still early, the machine is 5,000 yuan, and it hasn't been paid yet. There are workers' wages and glass bottles, but we're really getting rich." Lu Feng looked at Datou and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"I took a bite tonight!"

Lu Feng took out five dollars and handed it to him, saying, "Take this little money for dinner, so that your parents will not say that they will pay for their own meals every day."

"Brother Feng, it's really no need. You said you'd like to pay me a salary, so I'll get the salary." Datou hurriedly shunned.

Lu Feng didn't say much, just stuffed the money into his pocket and looked at Datou and said, "Do it well, I won't treat you badly."

The night shift has begun. The rooms were originally very spacious, but now they seem a bit crowded. Lu Feng rode his motorcycle back home and told Jiang Xiaoyan that he would not come back tonight.

I returned the motorcycle, returned to the workshop, and started working on the night shift.

Over the night, the machine roared, pots of cans were released after pots, loaded into the car, and was so busy that they were dizzy.

At around 11 o'clock in the evening, Wu Hongyu tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Thinking about He Yanli's attitude towards him during the day, he felt extremely unhappy. He got up and ran directly to He Yanli's door and knocked.

"Who?"

"I, open the door!"

"Are you sick? I knocked on the widow's door at night!" He Yanli scolded.

"What, you don't look down on me now? What kind of thing is Lu Feng? You don't know, he is better than me? Besides, he has a wife." Wu Hongyu was very unhappy.

"It's all your business. I like whoever I want. I'm not your wife!" He Yanli was so angry that she couldn't sleep. A capable man didn't look at him. He was useless and knocked on the door every night.

The two quarreled and parted in disagreement.

At five o'clock in the morning, it was bright and Lu Feng yawned away the last car. Looking at the account book in his hand, he felt indescribable happiness.

Fourteen cars were shipped in one night, with a net profit of more than 4,000 yuan. In a while, several trucks of fruit were brought in. During the day, the number of workers increased, so the efficiency should be similar.

A profit of 8,000 yuan per day!

After Lu Feng thought about it, he took a deep breath, with a smile on his face. It only took one month. After a month, he held 300,000 yuan in cash in his hand. What a bullshit, Mr. Ren, he would not refuse anyone!

"Brother Feng!" Datou jumped out of the 28 car and shouted.

"I'm here, I'll give you the account book. I'll get a few trucks of fruits later. You'll settle the account for them. From today on, we won't be able to buy goods on credit, you know." Lu Feng explained.

"I know Brother Feng, please go back to bed quickly."

Lu Feng explained some things and was about to go back, but he realized that he had to walk back. He turned around and said, "Da Tou, if you have time, go buy a motorcycle. Use the money in the account. We can also get a transportation for both of us. When we get rich, we will also drive a big business."

Big Head grinned and nodded excitedly. For ordinary people nowadays, riding a motorcycle is a successful person.
Chapter completed!
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