After the number of units these people wanted to buy was tallied, it turned out to be 181,000 units, and the fat man, with 12,000 units, dominated the markets of the two southeastern provinces!
Everyone went upstairs to sign the contract, agreeing that the goods would be delivered in three batches, one week apart, with the first batch delivered within this week, on a cash-on-delivery basis. The reason given was to ease their working capital, as they couldn't provide all the money at once, which was actually because Taihua Company couldn't supply so many units at once.
Originally, some people said they couldn't wait and wanted to take all the goods at once, but when they saw Feng Yu giving them a sidelong glance, they instantly shut up. This was fine; although the quantity was a bit less, their funds could indeed be circulated, and perhaps they wouldn't have to share the profits with others, as they could take all the electric fans themselves!
After this group left, those waiting outside became anxious. Seeing that they all seemed to have contracts, they wondered if all the goods had been taken. Wu Zhigang called them in, and they all ran to Feng Yu, shouting to buy a batch of electric fans.
"Don't you know the rules? Be quiet! Whoever speaks out of turn, get lost!"
Wu Zhigang gave them forms as usual, with those who had duplicates standing on the left and those who didn't standing on the right.
The conditions were the same as before: a minimum of 5,000 units per province, and how they divided it among themselves was up to them, but they could only use one company's name as the provincial dealer.
The remaining people became anxious. These people were taken upstairs to sign contracts, so what about them? They could also accept the conditions mentioned earlier!
Now, only the seven provinces in the west lacked dealers. These provinces were on high plateaus with many nomadic tribes, and electricity was a problem, so the sales of electric fans would definitely not be good.
Feng Yu also lowered the conditions, and for those who were willing to be dealers in these provinces, they could stay. Those who were unwilling could leave.
Seeing Feng Yu's firm attitude, some people shook their heads and left. They resolved in their hearts: isn't it just about making cheap, low-quality plastic electric fans? If we can't buy them from you, we'll go back and order them from a factory ourselves!
In the end, the seven provinces were taken by seven people. For these people, Feng Yu didn't require a minimum of 5,000 units in bulk; 1,000 units were enough.
Feng Yu wanted the Fengyu brand electric fans to be deeply ingrained in people's minds, so that people all over the country would remember the Fengyu brand, forming a brand effect.
In the future, the Fengyu brand would surely bring Feng Yu more profits!
"Mr. Feng, a total of 238,000 units. Our inventory and orders don't have that many. And we still need to keep some in our province, so we need to order at least 130,000 more units from the motor factory!" Wu Zhigang handed the tally sheet to Feng Yu and reported the situation.
"Good, good. Starting tomorrow, we'll start seeing money. Arrange the delivery order from north to south, and let our electric fans sell well across the country!"
Factory Manager Li had a smile on his face all morning. At the morning meeting, the workshop directors all said that the workers, knowing they had work and that the wages for the past few months would be paid, were all working with enthusiasm.
Look, when the workers saw him today, their eyes were full of respect.
However, Factory Manager Li was still a bit worried. After this batch of electric fans was produced, what would the factory do in the second half of the year?
"Factory Manager Li, Mr. Feng from Taihua Company is here."
Sure enough, Feng Yu's first words made Factory Manager Li smile.
"Factory Manager Li, we need to place another order for electric fans. Let's say 150,000 units!"
Wu Zhigang had reported a shortage of about 130,000 units, but Feng Yu estimated that more orders would come in, so he prepared in advance, just to be safe.
Besides, holding 20,000 units wasn't a big deal; it was just 500,000 yuan, a small amount!
These 20,000 units, even if the domestic market couldn't absorb them, didn't worry Feng Yu. After all, there was still Kirill, the money-making child. The vast Soviet Union, could it not absorb 20,000 units? The Soviet military industry was indeed more advanced than China's, but their products were bulky. These light, beautiful, convenient, and cheap electric fans would definitely have a market, even with a short summer.
Moreover, Feng Yu had given them advice on how to sell, how to advertise, and how to promote, even offering to cover half the cost of advertising in provincial newspapers.
Factory Manager Li had thought Feng Yu would come to place another order, but he didn't expect it to be for 150,000 units.
This way, the factory could earn over a million more in profit, and the wages for the second half of the year would be secured.
"No problem, the same conditions as before. Shall we sign the contract?" Factory Manager Li was eager to sign, as he would only feel reassured after the signature.
"Wait a moment." Feng Yu suddenly waved his hand, making Factory Manager Li's heart skip a beat. What did he mean? Was Feng Yu going to lower the price?
"Mr. Feng, the price is already fair and can't be lowered."
Feng Yu laughed, not intending to lower the price, but the time must be advanced!
"Factory Manager Li, you misunderstood. I didn't mean to lower the price! What I mean is the time. The delivery date for this 150,000-unit order must be the same as the previous 100,000-unit order! If you can do it, I'll give you the order. If you can't, I've already contacted the First Motor Factory in Lin Province, and they guarantee they can do it."
Factory Manager Li grabbed Feng Yu's hand: "Mr. Feng, why are you saying this? We've been cooperating well. Why give it to the First Motor Factory in Lin Province? Their factory is much smaller than ours, and their workers are not as skilled. It's just that the time is too tight, and we really can't do it. We've already stopped the military orders and are producing electric fans 24/7, but the time is really not enough."
"That's your problem. I have only one requirement. If you can meet it, I'll sign the contract with you. If you can't, I'm sorry."
At this moment, Wu Zhigang's uncle, Director Zhao, burst in and loudly said, "We can do it!"
Factory Manager Li looked at Wu Zhigang in surprise. He had worked his way up from the workshop; he knew the efficiency of the workshop. 250,000 units in half a month was impossible.
But Wu Zhigang gave Factory Manager Li a reassuring look and said to Feng Yu, "Mr. Feng, can you wait a minute? I need to talk to our Factory Manager Li."
Feng Yu gestured for him to go ahead, picked up the teacup on the table, and sipped slowly.
"Old Zhao, I know you want to take this order. But that young Mr. Feng is shrewd. The contract will be clear, and he won't let you delay."
In the corridor, Factory Manager Li was frowning. Why did Old Zhao agree? The factory definitely couldn't complete so many orders.
"Factory Manager Li, if they can find the First Motor Factory in Lin Province to produce, why can't we?"
Factory Manager Li's eyes widened. "You mean, we subcontract the order to the First Motor Factory in Lin Province?!"
PS: It's the weekend tomorrow, and I guarantee three updates.