Chapter 383: I didn't expect that the tables, chairs and benches would win in the end

"Don't move now." Cheng Hui said, "Otherwise they won't bring any new people in the afternoon."

Hisata thought she was still in the dark, so she continued to encourage the new natives to come and "cheat her" in the afternoon.

She also thought that the reason why there were only 800 people now was not because they were not united, but because not all the people had arrived yet.

Jiang Ming's hands trembled: "Come again? Can you finish it?"

If it were the 80s, 90s, or even after 79 years, Cheng Hui would not dare to say yes, but absolutely could not!

Daring to sign orders that your own factory cannot complete after 1979 is simply courting death.

But now it is 1973, and the above sentence means that you have to produce whatever you are told to produce, and you are not allowed to refuse.

All the furniture factories in the country can be said to be "one" furniture factory. With one order, they all make the same product. What's the big deal!

Cheng Hui didn't say anything and continued to sign the order, nor did she stop Jiang Ming from signing the contract.

She doesn't like to do thankless things. If the other party doesn't appreciate her efforts and doesn't believe her, then she might as well not make any money.

It doesn't go into her pocket anyway.

Now, this amount is enough for her to build welfare housing in every factory.

Everyone can get a big house.

As the factory director, she was given a villa.

She had to think about where to build it, and she had to choose a place where every inch of land was valuable!

Jiang Ming put his hand on a pile of contracts, turned his head to look at Cheng Hui's calm expression, and did not move his hand for a long time, and placed it on top.

Not far away, Hisata and his companions breathed a sigh of relief.

When the two hours were up, Cheng Hui said to the people in line, "I'm so tired, my hands are cramping, I need to rest for a while, please wait."

Although the person whose turn was about to come was a little unhappy, he didn't say anything. It would be useless even if he said something, because Cheng Hui had already left on her own.

She is going out to look for her baby, the little one must be hungry.

After half an hour, keep trying.

Jiang Ming was no longer at the booth, and no one touched the two piles of contracts.

Hisata was no longer around. He was standing at the door with a group of people. Every time a local businessman came in, they would pull him over and whisper to him.

After a while, the person will run over and sign the bill willingly or unwillingly.

Everyone will buy some furniture, either kitchen cabinets or tables, chairs and benches.

The upper limit was not reached all at once, probably because there was not enough money.

They may have come here to buy other businesses, such as tea, raw silk, grain, etc. Their own factories are still waiting for the rice to be cooked, but they spend their money to show their patriotism?

It’s okay if you are the boss, but some chamber of commerce employees don’t have such great power.

But Cheng Hui accepted everyone who came and did not persuade anyone to sign a furniture order.

Only those who still want to take a bite of the enamel bowl and want to sign big orders will be rejected by her. The last process has to rely on her, and she really cannot finish it if there are too many.

She only signs small orders of less than 100 items.

For ovens, she signs small orders of less than 1,000 units. When she encounters a large order, she persuades others to share some with other buyers.

It was agreed that the orders would be closed at 4pm, but Hisata tried hard to stop it and made a fuss, so the orders were not closed. Finally, when the museum closed at 6pm, the orders were finally closed.

The first electrical appliance exhibition has also ended.

After seeing off the last foreign businessman, Jiutian, and closing the door of the venue, cheers suddenly broke out in the room.

Jiutian paused and looked back inside. Everyone was surrounding Cheng Hui and applauding.

He frowned.

His companion laughed and said, "Let's laugh. See if they can still laugh in a while. Hahahaha!"

Jiutian was stunned and laughed. Yes, she didn’t see the order they signed, and thought that each of them signed a small order of 100 or a few hundred items? So I am still in a happy mood.

I wonder how hard she will cry when she counts the orders later.

It's none of their business.

They also found a place to celebrate.

Cheng Hui began to count the orders. At this time, the venue was already quiet.

It’s really quiet. Jiang Ming has cleared the venue. Other exhibitors are not allowed to watch. Go back, pack up and leave!

Their last set of data must be kept secret!

Fear of causing panic.

Finally, Cheng Hui took the order to his office to count it.

Jiang Ming even kept it a secret from his own people.

There were only Cheng Hui and a few people from her factory in the room, as well as Yang Yue who had squeezed in.

I thought he was Cheng Hui's deputy factory director, or some cousin? Jiang Ming let him in.

Anyway, even if he doesn't say it, Cheng Hui will tell him.

Zhao Daxing didn't force his way in. He just waited for Yang Yue to tell him.

After the data was tallied, Cheng Hui reported the round number: "1.08 million sets of kitchen cabinets, 36 million sets of tables, chairs and benches."

"How much?" several stuttering voices asked at the same time.

Cheng Hui smiled and said, "36 million sets of tables and chairs. I also made a small adjustment in the contract. Today I will only sell tables, but one table will automatically come with 4 chairs."

So a set of tables and chairs costs $138, and the orders for tables and chairs alone amount to $5 billion.

Jiang Ming's breathing became heavy.

Unexpectedly, the winner in the end was not the oven, not the enamel bowl, not the kitchen cabinet, but the tables, chairs and benches with the least orders?

But Jiang Ming is only concerned about one question now: "Can 36 million tables, multiplied by 4 times the number of stools, be completed?"

"Leader, let me do the math for you. Are there 200 city-level furniture factories across the country?" Cheng Hui asked.

Jiang Ming has also been checking the data these days, and immediately said, "Yes. There are more than 200 county-level ones!"

"We don't want county-level ones because they have too few workers and their machines are not good." Cheng Hui said, "Let's just talk about city-level furniture factories. Now we have to requisition 200 of them. Each of them will be assigned 180,000 sets and they will have to complete them in three months. They need to complete 60,000 sets per month, 2,000 sets per day, and work three shifts a day. Can they do it?"

Jiang Ming wiped the cold sweat from his forehead happily: "I can do it!"

Nowadays, city-level furniture factories often employ thousands or even tens of thousands of people, so these few things are really rare.

"No, they have to finish it ahead of time, and they have to leave time for transportation, packaging, and delivery to you for painting?" Jiang Ming asked.

"No need, I'll deliver the prepared paint to them and they can spray it themselves." Cheng Hui said.

Jiang Ming... Anyway, the key technology must be in our own hands, right?

He was about to persuade Cheng Hui, but Cheng Hui said, "I must personally control the color, otherwise if it doesn't match the sample, they will have an excuse to return the product."

Jiang Ming shut up immediately.