Chapter 145 The Businessman and Money Become a Blood Feud

Although it's just a back view, you can still see the beautiful curves.

If it wasn't for the killer from behind, she must be a beautiful woman.

"Where is the piano in this place?"

This was the first thought that came to Ye Feng's mind.

At the end of the road, deep in the dense forest, suddenly a beautiful woman is playing...

It can't be a female ghost, can it? ! !

As a materialist fighter, Ye Feng obviously didn't believe in such things as female ghosts, so he began to observe the situation around him.

Through the sparse branches, he really discovered that there was actually a villa on the left side of the end.

This is his first time here, so naturally he doesn't know.

Now the problem was solved. Obviously, the woman in front of her was the owner of a nearby villa.

And the reason why she plays the piano here is maybe because of her hobby?

Never mind her!

Shaking his head, Ye Feng planned to leave.

It's not polite to peep at Yi Yi all the time, and Ye Feng is only interested in the piano music, not the owner of the piano.

"But this song is quite nice."

Ye Feng, who lacks artistic talent, only thinks that this piece of music is very fond of him, mainly because he thinks this piece of music is very familiar.

This is strange.

He himself is not very used to listening to songs, and the piano music is not involved at all. How could he have such a feeling?

So he paused for a while, and turned on the listening to songs on his phone.

The surrounding environment is so quiet, presumably with the current technology, it should be able to identify what song it is.

But what surprised Ye Feng was that he couldn't recognize the song after listening to the song!

He used Penguin Music. It stands to reason that as long as it is a mainstream song, it should be included both at home and abroad.

Ye Feng was a little puzzled, and only thought that the distance was too far to recognize it.

He was too embarrassed to go forward just to ask the name of a piano piece.

Those who didn't know thought he had some intentions, in case he was misunderstood by others or something.

"Record it first, and let others check it later."

Ye Feng thought for a while and turned on the recording function of the phone.

After recording for about a minute, seeing that the girl was about to finish playing, she left in a hurry for fear of being discovered.

After he left, the girl finished the song and closed the piano, a look of deep sadness appeared on her delicate face.

"Why……"

A sigh echoed in the woods.

...

Ye Feng didn't take this matter to heart, so after returning to the company, he just randomly copied a copy of the recording to Liang Yue, asking her to help find out what the song was, and then put himself into work.

In front of him was a document to be signed.

Ye Feng couldn't wait to fight a price war, so as to speed up the process and take revenge on Cai Yuntian by the way.

It would be fine if it was a normal discount, but it involved several cities and hundreds of stores, and Zhao Zhen didn't dare to make a decision on his own, so he still had to make the final decision.

Ye Feng looked at the document carefully.

There is not only a budget in the document, but also a whole set of procedures, describing all aspects of activities, as well as expected goals and response preparations.

If you list it in detail, you can make a ppt.

But after all, it is for the boss to read, so this ppt is condensed into an outline.

"Um."

After looking at it several times, Ye Feng nodded slightly.

It can be seen that this document passed through Zhao Zhen's hands before it was delivered to him.

Maybe the above plan itself was designed by Zhao Zhen.

For Zhao Zhen, Ye Feng is quite at ease.

There is only one word for him to act, steady, steady and steady.

There will be no strange moves, and it will be difficult to establish extraordinary achievements, but the risk can always be minimized.

In Ye Feng's view, this is especially rare.

Not to mention whether it is better to be more stable in the face of tens of millions of funds.

Let’s just say that the current Hedilao also needs a prudent decision maker.

After all, it is no longer the barefoot grass team.

"However, he can be a little more courageous."

Ye Feng pondered for a moment, picked up a pen and changed a number.

The number of stores expected to expand has been changed from 30 to 40.

Then increase the budget by 10%.

Don't underestimate these figures. This means that at least this quarter, the hot pot business will not be able to make a penny. After all, expansion always costs money.

Not to mention all the profits, Fenglin Games has to subsidize part of it.

But after all, there is this hen that lays eggs, so I support Ye Feng's operation.

"I can afford it, I'll see how you handle it."

Ye Feng laughed twice.

It sounds like killing one thousand enemies and harming oneself eight hundred, but it is not.

As long as the market can be captured quickly, the money spent will be earned back sooner or later.

And the most important thing is, if Cai Yuntian doesn't attack quickly to force Cai Yuntian into a stalemate, in the long run, the price to pay will be even higher.

"There should be another base material processing plant."

In addition to various buffs and its own service concept, what makes Hedilao invincible is that the taste has also contributed a lot.

However, as the production enters the assembly line mode, the taste has also dropped a little bit. Compared with the 10,000 copies of the multiple-choice questions, it is even worse.

A lifelong member of Hedilao, Lao Shen of Quanwei Tianxia, ​​has complained more than once, saying that the current hot pot has no soul.

What soul does hot pot need?

If it has a soul, the first thing to do is to turn into Brother Zaan, spray five times a second, and spray everyone who wants to eat it to pieces.

So Hedilao has not been featured in a gourmet magazine for a long time.

However, Ye Feng just doesn't care about the publicity brought by gourmet magazines.

Ye Feng had a hard time choosing the location of the factory.

The current factory is already very good geographically, and no matter where the next factory is built, it will be a waste.

"Or expand the scale of the current factory area?"

Ye Feng nodded, thinking that this is feasible.

The original output is already difficult to meet daily needs, but now that the scale has been expanded, there is no such concern.

"Well, leave this matter to Zhao Zhen."

Soon, Ye Feng made a decision.

He sent the signed document to Zhao Zhen together with the plan to increase production capacity.

Do it happily and shake hands with the shopkeeper.

...

The so-called blowing breath from above will blow a gust of wind below.

This sentence is also applicable to Fenglin Company.

For Ye Feng, it was just a casual order, but for Liang Yue, it was the task assigned by the boss, so he had to be serious.

So Liang Yue took this recording to the audio department of Fenglin Games.

The games they design themselves have the need for soundtracks, so the department has also recruited a lot of talents involved in the music industry.

Liang Yue ordered this task down, and specially emphasized that it was the boss's task.

As a result, the entire audio department exploded. Even for a recording, they made full preparations.

Looking at the posture, it seems that there is an intention to dig out all the information about this piece, from itself to the author.

It was originally a very simple search job, but it made the whole department difficult.

Because I couldn't find it on the Internet.

Could it be that the boss created it himself?

The person in charge of the audio department murmured in his heart.

If Ye Feng knew that his actions had caused so much trouble to the company's subordinate departments, he would definitely feel embarrassed.

...

As time went by, with the vigorous development of Hedilao's activities, Cai Yuntian's CEO suddenly had a headache.

Liu Peining fired several times for this.

In his eyes, this is not a competitor, it is simply a group of lunatics.

This group of people don't think about how to make money at all, your boss won't get angry when he sees the net profit, don't you all have KPI indicators?

Zhao Zhen's combined punches directly stunned Liu Peining.

Business cooperation, marketing promotion, celebrity endorsement...

Zhao Zhen told Liu Peining clearly that my business and money have become a blood feud.

You said it is not sick.

Liu Peining felt a little wronged.

This is unreasonable!

Now is not the time to reason, so Liu Peining can only bite the bullet and push forward.

Of course, he can also not top, but he will only give up part of the market. Generally speaking, he still makes money, but the speed of making money has slowed down.

This is unacceptable to him.

Moreover, is there any reason to be timid before fighting?

To his relief, Hedilao's opponents are not limited to his family, and there will always be someone to help him share the firepower.

"I'll see how long you can last!"

Liu Peining doesn't believe it anymore, how can you stand up to this method of burning money?

Can you stand up to your boss?

I don't believe that he really has a blood feud with Qian!

While Liu Peining gritted his teeth and pushed forward, Ye Feng's side kept getting good news.

First of all, the time-space hunter's test has ended, and the time to put it on the shelves is imminent.

This means that Ye Feng has another gold-absorbing machine, and the hot pot business is also more confident.

The second is that the research and development speed of King of Glory has been ahead of schedule for a while, and it will soon enter the final finishing work.

Finally, there is good news from Jiangnan Flavor.

Through the way of franchisees, they have already occupied the main cities of Dongshan Province, and now they are heading out of the province.

Simply looking at the expansion speed, they are faster than Hedilao.

With more franchise stores, although there are a lot of negative news and management difficulties, the advantage is that the profits will increase.

When Hou Shijie smiled and transferred the quarterly dividends to Ye Feng's card, Ye Feng was taken aback.

Although not many, less than a million, it sent a signal.

For a long time, most of Jiangnan Flavor's profits have been used for expansion, and shareholder dividends are almost negligible.

But now the money can be used to distribute dividends, which proves that the development momentum of Jiangnan flavor is unstoppable.

This made Ye Feng a little ashamed.

As the chairman, apart from showing up at a few shareholders' meetings, he didn't even attend the board of directors a few times.

As for the profitability of Jiangnan Flavor, he is not even clear to the department managers below.

It seems that a transformation plan I proposed at the beginning is now about to bear fruit?

No wonder Hou Shijie's face has been flushed recently, as if he has returned to puberty.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng was a little excited.

Now, I am getting stronger and stronger.

Of course, among the good news, there is also bad news.

That's the debrief from the audio department.

To be honest, when reporting this news, the head of the department was very apprehensive.

So many people searched for more than ten days, but failed to find the source of the piano music. It is easy for the boss to doubt the ability of their department to work.

But Ye Feng just laughed it off and said a few words of relief to the supervisor.

When the supervisor left, Ye Feng's face turned serious.

He had already forgotten about it, but now he was reminded and listened to it a few times, only to find that the song became more and more familiar.

He concluded that he must have heard it sometime, and more than once.

A department has been searching for so many days but has not been found, which proves that it has never been issued at all.

"Is it really self-created?"

Ye Feng was a little irritable, and that familiar feeling couldn't be faked.

If it was self-created and never spread, how could it give him such a feeling?

"unless……"

Ye Feng was startled suddenly, and a frightening thought appeared in his mind.

I haven't heard it in this world, but in my previous life, if I remember correctly, I should be a music lover...

Those dusty memories are no longer clear, and as they recall, they are more like fragmented lenses, and no useful information can be obtained.

"No, this is ridiculous!"

Ye Feng subconsciously rejected this idea.

How could such a thing happen.

How could the music from the previous life appear here.

unless……

"Is it really a coincidence?"

Ye Feng muttered to himself.

He really wants to find that white-clothed woman back then, and ask him face-to-face.

At this time, his mobile phone vibrated suddenly.

Ye Feng took out his mobile phone and looked, but it was empty, without any news.

But when it was taken out, out of the corner of its eye, it seemed to catch a glimpse of the flickering message box.

...

Fenglin Wan Villa.

Ye Feng stood at the door of his house, silent.

The road to that villa was just under his feet. As long as he wanted to, he could reach the destination in at most twenty minutes and get the answer he wanted.

It's just that he hesitated.

What should I ask when I get there so that people don’t feel sick?

And what if it was an accident.

But what if it wasn't an accident?

Ye Feng couldn't imagine how much his world view would be impacted.

It would make him doubt the authenticity of himself now.

Multiple-choice questions are such a fantasy thing.

In fact, it is very similar to Huangliang Yimeng.

The meaning of this word is a metaphor for an illusory dream that cannot be realized...

"There is a saying that the vegetative person has been immersed in the dream he constructed..."

Ye Feng muttered to himself, and then suddenly laughed.

"What are you thinking about so much?"

He stepped forward, step by step along the road he had walked before.

"Anyway, people are there, can they still escape?"

The trees are gradually thinning, and the tree-lined road is gradually coming to an end.

The familiar piano reappeared, only without the person who played it.

Ye Feng noticed that there were no fallen leaves on the piano, which proved that someone was taking care of it.

In other words, there are people living in the villa.

Perhaps the answer will be revealed soon.

Through the woods, the villa is in sight.

Ye Feng raised his hand and knocked on the closed door slowly.

I wrote this chapter for a whole day, deleted and rewritten it four or five times, and finally decided to write this plot.

This plot, in my outline, is not that simple.

But I don't know what the impressions of the readers are, maybe a lot of follow-up subscriptions will be dropped.

Readers are also invited to give feedback.