Manager Zhou of the Second National Cotton Factory felt that what Director Guo said was very reasonable, and echoed: "Yes, although it is somewhat inappropriate to say this, it is indeed too reluctant for self-employed individuals to participate in trade fairs."
As soon as he came in and heard that Chen Lishu was a self-employed person, he felt uncomfortable. When would the leaders of big factories in the province be able to be on an equal footing with self-employed people?
Although it is a backlog in the warehouse, it also indirectly represents the production capacity of the factory. After all, it is a big and respectable enterprise. If this is spread out, it will be too low.
Director Xu of the glove factory opened his mouth and wanted to say a few words, but the exhibition was organized by Chen Lishu, so it would be unkind to really try to burn bridges.
Chen Lishu looked at the reactions of the people sitting there, and finally set her sights on Director Guo of the clothing factory.
The two of them had never had any contact before. Chen Lishu could guess that she was targeting him so much. Apart from the fact that she didn't despise the self-employed, another possibility was because of Fu Hongxin's incident.
She donated all the cultural shirts, which directly caused the 20,000 cultural shirts produced by the clothing factory to be unable to be sold. Not only did both parties not make any money, they even caused considerable losses.
"When it comes to stocking up, I really should thank the city's clothing factory for their help this time. There are 20,000 pieces of half-sleeves. To be honest, I'm a little worried about whether they can be sold out in five days."
Director Guo almost choked at Chen Lishu's words. He felt angry and resentful, and his face turned red and white in turns. It was truly wonderful.
Except for Feng Wenyou, everyone here was confused, but they were still shocked by the 20,000 half-sleeves mentioned by Chen Lishu.
Twenty thousand pieces, the strength of this self-employed person cannot be underestimated!
Director Guo gritted his teeth: "Our factory is also a victim, but if I remember correctly, Comrade Chen said personally that the cultural shirts he designed must be donated free of charge and not for profit. Now that he is doing this kind of thing, aren't we afraid of everyone?
Talking about you?"
If Chen Lishu hadn't pulled the plug in front of all the reporters, they wouldn't have dared to move. After all, for a large factory with more than a thousand people, if its image is really affected by plagiarism or something, the gain outweighs the loss.
But being tricked by a small self-employed person, no one could swallow this breath, especially after learning that Chen Lishu had recycled the 20,000 pieces of clothing at such a low price. She wanted to see what Chen Lishu would do.
If she sells those clothes for profit, the factory can ruin Chen Lishu's reputation.
"I don't need to worry about this, Director Guo." There is no need to explain to her in detail what to do.
After Chen Lishu said this, she turned around and looked at the other people present:
"With the continuous development of the economy, decentralized operations will sooner or later transform into industrial collectives. Due to institutional reasons, you have always been based on production and sales, ignoring the reality of market competition. This often leads to a disconnect between production and demand, which can easily lead to
There is a backlog of some products and funds, while other products are in short supply. This model cannot avoid the problem of conflict between supply and demand. I don’t think I need to elaborate on this point, otherwise everyone wouldn’t be sitting here.”
Chen Lishu paused and continued: "With the participation of self-employed people, orderly competition has been formed, and customers have more choices. What if you also want to shop around? With choices, consumers will naturally be more motivated to spend money."
After listening to her words, several leaders present fell into deep thought.
In the past, they all thought that they were big companies and looked down upon small self-employed businesses. Anyway, no matter how much they produced, the units below would receive it. But now times have changed. It is no longer the time when they had the final say. Think about the people in the warehouse.
There is almost a mountain of backlog of inventory, and it is becoming increasingly difficult for the factory to turn over funds. If we don't think of ways to change it, I'm afraid it will be really unsustainable.
Director Xu of the glove factory sighed: "I didn't expect that Xiao Chen would have such insights at such a young age."
Feng Wenyou laughed and said: "There is no doubt that Xiao Chen has this strength. To make a digression, I heard Section Chief Li say before that he originally wanted to set up admission tickets, but Xiao Chen persuaded him to stop him. Otherwise, can I
It’s really not certain if you sit here.”
What he said meant something, and the people present were all human beings, so how could they not understand what he meant?
Without Chen Lishu, it's up to two people whether these families could sit here. Is it interesting to embarrass them now?
After hearing Feng Wenyou's words, Director Guo of the garment factory and Manager Zhou of the Second National Cotton Factory had no choice but to give up even if they wanted to say something else.
At night, Gu Xingdong was leaning on the bedside and heard the sound of the door opening. He took his eyes away from the book in his hand and looked up and asked: "Are the children asleep?"
Chen Lishu nodded, raised her arm and shook it twice, feeling a soreness in her shoulder.
Since the two children stopped breastfeeding, they have become particularly attached to her. If she doesn't hug them when they sleep, they won't close their eyes at all.
Seeing this, Gu Xingdong put the book on the bedside table and waved to her: "Come here, I'll squeeze it for you."
Chen Lishu sat down and said, "Fortunately, I have mom and sister Xiaoyue, otherwise I really wouldn't have to do anything."
"Has the date been booked for the trade fair?"
Chen Lishu nodded: "Saturday, there are more people on weekends."
Gu Xingdong squeezed her shoulders with moderate strength and said with a smile: "If you have the strength to do it, just arrange it. I'm sure one can beat the other two."
"Everything that needs to be prepared is almost ready, including Wang Dazhu and Zhao Xingwang." Chen Lishu sighed comfortably, and then said: "But since you took the initiative to speak, wouldn't it be disrespectful to you if I don't arrange something for you?"
Gu Xingdong was silent for a moment: "You don't have to give me face."
Chen Lishu turned around, glared at him and said, "How dare you refuse to give me face?"
Gu Xingdong immediately followed Shan Ruliu and said: "It's an honor, just do whatever you want."
Chen Lishu nodded with satisfaction: "I will leave the logistical work at home to you, especially the two little ones. They have only been breastfeeding for two days and are getting angry at this time. Can you complete the task?"
Gu Xingdong: "Promise to complete the task!"
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Time flies and the day of the trade fair arrives.
Chen Lishu deliberately got up early. When she went to the store after breakfast, Wang Aixiang and Tian Lin were loading goods. Zhao Xingwang, Wang Dazhu and Li Qiang were not there. After asking, she found out that the three of them had gone to set up the venue first.
"They said to go early and prepare everything that needs to be prepared, otherwise you will be in a hurry when there are too many people, and you are afraid that you will forget something again."
Chen Lishu nodded and said to Wang Aixiang: "Sister Aixiang, in order to facilitate the display when selling goods, you can find all the half-sleeves that fit everyone's size and dress them uniformly."
Cultural shirts are originally unisex, and even if they are reprocessed, there is no difference.
Wang Aixiang followed her instructions and went to find clothes in several people's sizes.