"No problem!" Fang Zhe took the check and handed it to Fang Lishu: "The finance department will handle it as soon as possible."
"Including the sales in the United States, the company's total sales in the past quarter exceeded 100 million. Didn't Mr. Fang hold a celebration party to express his success?" Wei Jin, who was present at the meeting, interrupted with a smile. It was obvious to him that Fang Zhe did not want to be cheap.
Costumes take too much effort.
"Don't interrupt, I'm here to talk about business." Qiu Xiaoyou was not easy to deal with, and he refused to let go.
Fang Zhe did not express his position immediately and glanced at Wu Longbin. Old Wu, who was in charge of production, smiled and smoothed things over: "One-third of the staff can be allocated to take charge of Ms. Qiu's order. Theoretically, it will not have much impact on Yiren's production. We are now
The most important thing is not to adjust personnel, but to focus on quality and continue to reduce the defective rate."
"Skilled workers concentrate on producing Yiren." Fang Zhe made a decisive decision. Qiu Xiaoyou's face turned dark, but he did not object. After all, the requirements for a four-piece suit and cheap clothes are not high, the key is that the price should be low.
"Feedback from the United States is that the best-selling Chinese cultural shirts are the judge pattern, followed by the style with Chinese characters on both sides." Qiu Xiaoyou calmed down, and don't fight money against anyone.
There were all surprised expressions at the scene. Fang Lihua asked directly: "Zhong Kui? We all have cultural shirts with those patterns?"
Qiu Xiaodou nodded: "The price of the front judge character and the Zhongkui pattern is three dollars, and all ten thousand pieces were sold out in one week. The ten thousand pieces of the style with cold characters on the front and killing characters on the back were sold out in ten days. The door god pattern, Qin Qiong
It sold for 8,000, Yuchi Gong sold for 7,800, the Great Wall pattern sold for 6,300, and the Tai Chi diagram sold for 5,500. There is a situation that you may not have expected."
Fang Zhe sighed: "What's going on?" Qiu Xiaoyou said: "Last time I bought a batch of cheap underwear, which was used in a container. Thirty thousand pairs, the purchase price in China is 50 cents a piece, and the price in the United States is 50 cents.
, all sold out.”
Fang Zhe was really stunned for a moment: "Where are the four-piece sets?" Qiu Xiaoyou picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip. He gave Fang Zhe a resentful look before replying: "Forty-three thousand sets, now.
The supermarket over there is rushing the goods, can you please stop being biased?"
"It's impossible not to be biased. The price for you is three dollars for a four-piece suit, and one dollar for a cheap cultural shirt and oversize shorts." Fang Zhe turned to look at Wang Zheng: "Have you not solved the supply problem yet?"
Wang Xiaoliu, also known as Wang Zheng, looked helpless: "I told them it was an export order, and they wanted U.S. dollars. How can I give them U.S. dollars? Now I only earn 50 cents for a set of cultural shirts sold to Sister Qiu. I have no motivation."
Mr. Fang."
"Are you complaining to me? Let me tell you, if you can't complete Qiu Xiaoyou's order, your department can be disbanded. I don't care what method you use, even if you don't make a penny, you still have to get the foreign exchange.
"After saying that, Fang Zhe added: "Why didn't you report the underwear thing in time? Don't explain, I think you are distracted and don't intend to do it properly, right?"
Wang Zheng had a bitter look on his face and did not argue. Fang Zhe said with a cold face: "The supply of four-piece sets in the domestic market will be stopped and concentrated on Qiu Xiaoyou. You should be able to distinguish clearly which is more important. If so, I will
I won’t say much more.”
Fang Zhe is still willing to give Wang Xiaoliu a chance. What can I say about some things? There is no right or wrong. People all have selfish motives and preferences. Wang Xiaoliu just takes more care of his relationships. After all, customers also need to be maintained.
Yes.
Fang Zhe thought for a while and nodded: "The current market is a seller's market, and we have done our best in terms of service. Sometimes we might as well be more flexible. In the long run, the domestic market is the focus. But now the company is in a
At this delicate stage, we must first ensure the demand in foreign markets."
Wang Zheng nodded: "I understand." Before Fang Zhe could express his position, Fang Lihua waited for Wang Zheng fiercely: "You don't understand."
This time the atmosphere suddenly became more solemn. Fang Lihua didn't notice it and continued: "Go out and figure it out slowly."
Wang Zheng hesitated for a moment, then got up and went out, his steps a little heavy. Fang Zhe sat quietly, waiting for an explanation.
"Mr. Fang, I think sometimes you don't need to explain, just give the order directly. It depends on the execution results." Mei Ying was very in tune with her, and she said it in a gentle and not serious way, if there was any pointer.
When the atmosphere changed again, Fang Zhe waved his hand and said: "Okay, don't talk about this. There are only a few people in the company's management." What he didn't say yet was, don't cause internal strife. Because the company is developing too fast, this situation has happened recently.
There are some signs. Yuanda Company is experiencing a period of rising and falling, but the management does not have this trend. However, Fang Zhe is the only one, and Wei Jin is the absolute best friend.
The Fang sisters have a close relationship with Mei Ying, and Lao Wu and Wang Xiaoliu naturally get closer. Fang Zhe does not take this kind of thing too seriously, after all, the company's shareholding structure is very clear.
"The current situation of the company is not easy. I hope everyone will cherish it and not slack off." Fang Zhe said the last word.
Mei Ying took over and said: "Without Mr. Fang, everything in the company is just empty talk. Some people can't understand clearly and think they are very important." After hearing this, Fang Zhe suddenly looked at Mei Ying alertly: "No.
If it’s conducive to unity, don’t say it at the meeting.”
Wu Longbin became more and more silent, lowering his head and saying nothing, as if he wanted to hide it. Mei Ying took out a report and gently placed it in front of Fang Zhe: "In the report I just received this morning, someone suggested that the sales department should be integrated.
Avoid waste of resources.”
Fang Zhe glanced at the report and did not continue the topic: "Okay, let's hold a regular meeting."
Wei Jin raised his hand and said: "Mr. Fang, the company's management is still relatively vague now, which is really inappropriate."
Fang Zhe glanced at him: "What do you think?" Wei Jin said sternly: "Segment the departments and clarify their full responsibilities, otherwise you will die of exhaustion."
Fang Zhe was silent for more than ten seconds before looking up: "You can submit it in the form of a report. I'll take a look at it later. Speaking of which, the company was founded not long ago. Management problems are not everyone's problem, but a problem of insufficient talent reserves.
.In the past, the company only had a small amount of business, and subdividing it would increase costs. This is a legacy of history. I didn’t expect the company to expand so fast. So, when it comes to responsibilities and existing problems, the first is my responsibility and existing problems.
"
"The chaos now is not in sales, but in procurement, production, and warehouse management. If Director Wei hadn't kept a close eye on the last batch of goods, the goods that were supposed to be sent to the Imperial Capital would have been sent to Hangzhou. Last month, a batch of goods unexpectedly
The purchase was also made wrong. If Jin Xin had not had an old relationship and had made the replacement in time, the production delay would have been small, but the consequences would have been huge." Fang Lihua seemed not to want to give up.
"In the last batch of personnel recruitment, half of the 380 people here at the Sixth Cotton Spinning Factory were not employed or laid-off workers at the Sixth Cotton Spinning Factory, but were relatives of three aunts and six wives. One hundred and thirty-four of them were under the age of 20.
Next. I suggest that we investigate the issue with the Sixth Cotton Spinning Factory. If they don’t care about the cooperative relationship, we won’t recruit them in the future.”
Fang Zhe calmly looked at Mei Ying who was speaking: "You have always been in charge of recruitment. I plan to hand over the personnel department to you."
Mei Ying's face instantly turned red. She coughed and lowered her tone: "What the Sixth Cotton Spinning Factory means is that some employees have given up their places to relatives, and they can't say anything. The essence is that the production of the Sixth Cotton Spinning Factory has resumed recently. Although
The salary is not too high, but you are still a worker in a state-owned enterprise. Some people think it is more stable to stay in a state-owned enterprise, but they are reluctant to give up this opportunity."
"Why didn't you report this issue earlier?" Fang Zhe's eyes suddenly became stern. Wei Jin beside him raised his hand and said, "This was discovered recently and needs time to verify."
After Fang Zhe looked around, he said calmly: "Wei Jin will stay, and the others can leave the meeting."
This small meeting came to an abrupt end, which no one expected. However, everyone got up and left.
Fang Zhe waited for everyone to go out, and glanced at Qiu Xiaoyou who had not yet moved to his nest: "You go out too."
Qiu Xiaoyou twisted his waist and stood up, rolling his eyes: "Just go out."
The moment the door closed, Fang Zhe couldn't help but stare at Wei Jin: "Marriage is ruining your brain? Do you need a stance?"
"Chongzi, your interests are my position." Wei Jin was very calm and did not panic at all.
"I understand, that means you have no brains. You have been put into someone else's position." Fang Zhe laughed, and Wei Jin lowered his head and thought for a moment: "Chongzi, I think some problems should not be underestimated."
Fang Zhe didn't say anything. He picked up the phone and dialed. After getting through, he said calmly: "Has your father complained to you about anything recently?"
It was already a dimly lit night in the United States on the other side of the phone. Wu Mingzhu was holding a glass of red wine in her hand, leaning on the sofa and answering the call lazily: "Complaining? It can be considered a complaint, saying that you take the Fang sisters too seriously. And also said
The Fang sisters dare to bare their teeth at him. I won’t tell you these things unless you ask."
Fang Zhe sneered a few times: "Do you think my company can't survive without the American market?"
With a clang, the wine glass fell to the floor. If it hadn't been for the carpet, the glass would have shattered.
"Why did you react so violently?" Wu Mingzhu replied timidly, and Fang Zhe said calmly: "You were the one who reacted violently, right?"
"Okay, don't be angry, and I'm not excited either. In any case, Fang Zhe, my father is the first patriarch of this company." Wu Mingzhu sighed, and Fang Zhe replied sternly: "My company, Rotate
I don’t want you to tell me what to do. The sales contract between us clearly stipulates the spot transaction. I can give up the market in your hands at any time and focus on the domestic market."
"Okay, I'm wrong, okay? I'm still one of Yuanda's shareholders, so I can't say a word?"
"You can say it, but I have the right not to listen, and I have the right not to accept it. Let me tell you, next time, I will start a new business to open up the American market. Even if it results in the total loss of the American market, I will not hesitate."
Hearing Fang Zhe's cold words, Wu Mingzhu rushed to Yun Jue who was reading quietly beside her and said: "Yun Jue, your man is cruel to me."
Yun Jue raised his head and looked at her: "If you want a man, just ask for leave and go back to see him. Don't drag me into the water."
Fang Zhe heard Yun Jue's voice and said, "Let Yun Jue answer the phone."
Wu Mingzhu stretched out her hand and pointed the phone at Yun Jue. Yun Jue, who was twisting her waist, stood up reluctantly and walked over to answer the phone: "Ah!"
The tone of voice was a bit long, and Fang Zhe couldn't help but scold her: "Speak carefully, your name is x."