"Mr. Feng, now everyone outside is saying that the Fengyu brand fans are from our factory. You should come out and say something to avoid any misunderstandings." Factory Manager Li was still worried that this plastic fan would be seen as a low-quality product, damaging the reputation of the motor factory.
"I'm sorry, I didn't communicate well with the newspaper last time. They used a picture that I've already clarified," Feng Yu said, finding it amusing but still nodding in agreement. In this era, everyone's wages were low, and even though he had reduced the price of the fans to two or three times less than other brands, they were still considered a major purchase.
To be frank, even if the fans were made of steel, would anyone be willing to throw them away? Just like the iPhones of the future, when they first came out, Nokia mocked them: "Not tested for durability, who would buy them?"
But later? Who would throw away a phone worth five or six thousand yuan? Apple's sales soared, while Nokia, once the industry leader, became a loss-making company, and its mobile phone business was eventually sold by its parent company.
The principle is the same. However, Factory Manager Li and his team were in the same traditional mindset as Nokia's management, falling into a traditional misconception: not everything that is sturdy and durable is good!
Feng Yu actually had another benefit he didn't mention: these plastic fans were easy to break. That was even better, because when they broke, people would have to buy new ones. In a few years, the economic conditions of the Chinese people would improve, and more people would be willing to buy fans. Once they got used to them, how could they survive the summer without fans?
"Factory Manager Li, I came today to tell you two things. First, I will take all the fans in the factory warehouse in the next few days. Second, I need another batch of fans. Are you interested in renewing the contract, Factory Manager Li?"
Factory Manager Li's eyes lit up. Another batch? If there were another twenty thousand, the factory could earn more money, and perhaps even pay back some of the wages owed to the workers from the past few months!
"Of course, we'll sign. Under the same conditions, we can produce twenty thousand in five days, no, three days!"
All workshops, including those that originally produced military products, would now produce fans. The orders for military products could be completed in a few days if the factory was willing to work overtime, which would normally take a month.
"Twenty thousand in three days? Then if I need one hundred thousand, you can produce them in half a month?"
"Wa... What did you say? How many do you need?" Factory Manager Li was about to say "of course," but he realized the number seemed off, and his hand holding the teacup trembled.
"One hundred thousand. The usual terms, ten percent deposit, which I'll transfer to your company's account tomorrow."
Feng Yu said it so casually, as if it wasn't about one hundred thousand fans but just ten yuan!
"Fourteen days, no, fifteen days to complete! Quality guaranteed, no problem at all!" Factory Manager Li wanted to ask if Feng Yu wasn't afraid of citizens complaining about the low-quality fans, but for the sake of the factory, he swallowed his words. The more they produced, the lower their costs, and with one hundred thousand fans, they could make a profit of 850,000 yuan. Not only could they pay back the wages owed to the workers, but they could also cover some medical expenses and other debts.
Feng Yu took out the prepared contract, and after Factory Manager Li read it and signed it, he called a meeting of the workshop directors to assign the task. They had to produce this batch of fans within two weeks!
When the workshop directors heard that the boss who ordered the fans had placed another order for one hundred thousand, they were almost jumping with excitement, just like Factory Manager Li. Those who didn't get a share last time were now fighting for it. Military products were put on hold; they would earn this money first. The more fans a workshop produced, the more its workers would earn, and the better the workshop director's life would be.
Of course, the workshop with the most orders was still Workshop Two, led by Director Zhao, since he was the one who originally brought in this boss. However, they all understood that if anything went wrong with the fans, the factory would distance itself from the issue, and Director Zhao would bear the greatest responsibility!
At 8:00 AM, Feng Yu was woken up by a series of knocks on the door. The warehouse had this one drawback: the big iron door made a loud noise when knocked, and the echo inside the warehouse could drive anyone crazy.
"Mr. Feng, there are about a dozen people at the door, and they seem to be yesterday's clients," Wu Zhigang reported to Feng Yu, who was eating breakfast. The small steamed buns with pure meat filling were dripping with oil when bitten.
"Who's knocking?" Feng Yu frowned. Those who knocked must be chased away; how dare they disturb my sleep!
"No one is knocking. Some of them weren't invited, but they heard the news and came on their own. Those who were invited are unhappy, and the two groups are pushing each other, bumping into our gate."
Wu Zhigang was also speechless. Who could be happy about a fight at their doorstep in the early morning? But they couldn't get angry; these people were all there to place orders.
"Go to the door and tell them to behave. Wait quietly. Whoever can't wait, tell them to get lost! I told you last night that many people would come today. You should all be on your best behavior. Whoever wants to come in first, tell them to get lost!"
Wu Zhigang went to the door, which was open. The first person to try to squeeze in was grabbed by Wu Zhigang and his team.
"I remember you, from Xinsheng Company, right? Who gave you permission to come in? Our company won't work with you. Leave!"
"Nothing, it's our boss's rule! Our boss said he won't work with anyone who doesn't follow the rules. You're on our blacklist. Do you understand? Leave, it won't do you any good to stay here!"
After the people from Xinsheng Company left, Wu Zhigang loudly addressed the others: "Listen up, those who were invited yesterday can come in at 10:00 AM. The rest who came on their own can come in at 10:30 AM. Anyone who tries to come in early, makes noise, or is dissatisfied with these rules, leave!"
With the example of Xinsheng Company, the others were much more obedient. The most frustrating thing was that the warehouse door was wide open, and they could see Wu Zhigang and his team playing cards inside.
The sun was getting higher, and the temperature was rising, but they had to stand in the sun, not daring to move to the shaded side. Who knew when the eccentric boss would suddenly let someone in? What if they didn't hear or were left behind?
At exactly 10:00 AM, the first group was allowed in after Wu Zhigang and his team checked their business cards. Inside the warehouse, the first group looked around but couldn't see the boss, only a young man sitting in front.
"Kid, where's your boss?"
Feng Yu was angry. Which company are you from? What kind of eyes do you have? Can't you see that everyone else is standing, and only I am sitting?
"You, leave. Our company won't work with you!"
Wu Zhigang introduced him: "This is our company's boss, Mr. Feng, the person you're looking for."
The man was stunned. This kid is the boss? Is he even twenty years old? Before he could say anything else, Wu Zhigang and his team dragged him out.
The others were also taken aback. Yesterday, they thought the company's employees were all very arrogant, but today they realized it was because they were following the boss's example. The boss was truly arrogant.
At the slightest disagreement, he would kick people out. It was true that the quality of a company's employees could reflect the boss's character. For the sake of money, they had to endure it! PS: In those days, the more arrogant a person was, the more likely they were to be seen as capable. I'm asking for recommendations, collections, member clicks, and long reviews. Old Four needs to stand firm on the new book chart!!!