Soon Chen Lishu opened the two nylon bags, and together with Wang Aixiang, poured the clothes inside onto another clean bag that was spread out.
Wang Aixiang was shocked when she saw the boss's pile of clothes in front of her.
I didn't think it was anything special when I looked at the fabric before, but now I feel a little "spectacular" when I look at so many clothes.
The two of them checked it over briefly and found that there were no quality problems due to squeezing during transportation, so they started sorting again.
"Sister Ai Xiang, the quantity of this batch of clothes is limited. We will not sell the loose ones. Didn't your friends before have the intention to get the goods? Because they are trademarked, our clothes will be made in the future.
to a unified selling price.”
Wang Aixiang was puzzled: "What is a unified selling price?" Isn't it enough if it can be sold? Do we still need to care how much it sells for?
Chen Lishu explained patiently: "Once we put our 'Shu Se' trademark on, we will be more strict with ourselves. For the time being, my market orientation is the public group, and I strive to be economical and affordable."
Chen Lishu said as she picked up a piece of clothing and showed the trademark inside to Wang Aixiang: "Take a half-sleeve like this, for example, do those of the same quality and workmanship in Yimin stores cost fourteen or five yuan?"
Wang Aixiang nodded: "Every time there is something in stock, everyone has to queue up. But isn't it said that it is exported to domestic sales?"
Chen Lishu smiled: "Yes, the same thing will be more popular if it is labeled as export and sold domestically. I also want others to mention 'Shu Se' in the future, and everyone will rush to queue up."
When Wang Aixiang thought of such a scene, her heart surged for some reason.
"So, we can't just sell them clothes and ignore them. Think about it, if we give them twelve yuan and they sell them for fifteen, what advantage do we have over the ready-made clothes in the store?
?Who will still want to buy our clothes in the future?"
After all, most people nowadays are very economical. As long as they are practical, durable and cheap, they would rather not have any style that is good-looking or not.
Wang Aixiang nodded, that was indeed the case.
"So, if you want to get goods, it will be twelve pieces, and their retail price will be thirteen. If you find someone who raises the price privately, once you find out, you will no longer supply them with goods."
Knowing the reason, Wang Aixiang nodded heavily: "I understand, sister. I will tell them about this in a moment. If you want to get the goods, you must abide by our rules."
Chen Lishu nodded, thought for a while and then added: "When they receive the goods, tell them specifically, and when you sell them, tell them specifically that our 'Shu Se' clothes are produced in Shanghai."
Wang Aixiang opened her eyes wide: "Made in Shanghai? But we are obviously..."
Chen Lishu smiled: "Let's just say that the factory is in Shanghai. Can they really go to Shanghai to check a piece of clothing? Besides, after two years of policy improvement, wouldn't it be great if we really go there to open a factory?"
Nowadays, people have special respect for Beijing and Shanghai. As long as it is produced in these two places, even if it is an inconspicuous insole and socks, it must be a good thing.
Wang Aixiang swallowed without leaving a trace. She still wants to go to Shanghai to open a factory? Thinking about it, she felt like she was dreaming.
When Chen Lishu left, her eyes fell on the only piece of zhaka fabric left on the kang, and she couldn't help but be stunned: "All the others were sold out so quickly?"
Wang Aixiang smiled: "Sister, I really admire you for this. Ever since you paid for the difference that time, you don't know what everyone said at the time. They said that you were too strict and they didn't do anything wrong. They would rather earn less than help you.
These fabrics were sold, and some even joked that if they were sold out early, they could get other fabrics earlier.”
Chen Lishu smiled and nodded: "Okay, Sister Ai Xiang, tell them that if we have anything in our hands in the future, they will be able to get it as soon as possible."
"Hey!" Wang Aixiang responded solemnly. After sending the person out, he went back to get a half sleeve, then locked the door and went to find a few familiar friends.
In addition to talking about clothes, I also repeated what Chen Lishu said.
Some people are a little bit dissatisfied when they hear that they have to set a price after receiving the goods, but you can make a dollar by reselling an item. They have never seen such a profitable business. Plus, the clothes are so beautiful that they don’t have to worry about selling them.
Small dissatisfactions can be ignored.
Everyone has made a lot of money during this period. It is definitely not a problem to get twenty or thirty pieces of clothing. There are also some who want to get more to see how much money they make, but after all, there are only more than a hundred items in total. Some people get more, and others don't.
Otherwise, Wang Aixiang can only promise to give more next time when the goods are available.
In this way, it took less than two hours from the time the 132 pieces of clothing were shipped back to the time they were all sold.
On the other side, Li Zhengxing, who had been running outside for more than half a month, finally returned to the factory from below.
Although it was hard work, the results were pretty good, with a total of 50,000 yuan worth of orders placed. The factory director and secretary were finally relieved of what they had been worrying about.
"Otherwise, it would have to be you, Lao Li. With this order of 50,000 yuan, we can finally alleviate the backlog problem in the factory. Otherwise, all the money will be pressed on this batch of fabrics, not to mention the cost of paying wages to the factory employees.
The problem is that we don’t have enough money to buy materials.”
After coming out of the factory office, Li Zhengxing did not forget the batch of fabrics Liu Xiaoting had brought to Qingshan Garment Factory, which was about to be shipped to their factory, so he went to the warehouse to explain it to the warehouse manager.
Because the fabric she wanted contained spandex, the factory's technology in this area was not very mature to begin with. Coupled with the problem of output value, the production volume has not been high, and there has not been much external supply.
Even Li Zhengxing can only approve ten horses for her for the time being.
But just these ten pieces are enough for Liu Xiaoting for the time being, and they can be made into hundreds of pieces of underwear.
She is now a worker in the factory. Taking advantage of her position, she privately found several people who were willing to help. She paid a processing fee of 20 cents for each item. Although she could only do it after get off work, they were all done by hand and she could make dozens of them every day. Pieces come out.
…
Time flew by and the day came for the city's college English competition. Zhang Xue went to the cafeteria with Chen Lishu to have a bowl of noodles, and even added two eggs to her.
"I wish you can score 100 points in the exam." Zhang Xue said, putting the eggs she had poached in her hand into Chen Lishu's bowl.
"Thank you." Chen Lishu took two bites and looked up: "Why don't you eat?"
Zhang Xue held her chin with both hands: "I can't eat it."
Chen Lishu stopped her chopsticks and asked worriedly: "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"You eat yours, I'm just nervous so I can't eat."
Chen Lishu: "..." If she remembers correctly, she seems to be the one competing, right?