Rebirth: Let's Talk About 1984

According to reports, this story begins at an entirely unscientific moment: Zhou Ziye, a designer who rose from creating counterfeit mobile phones, suddenly time-traveled back to the year 1984.

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Chapter 239 Crisis Approaches

Xing Baohua walked over and saw the machinery factory's booth, which was indeed very deserted, not because there were few people.

Instead, there were no promotional images of the product.

Besides the signboard letting people know they sell machinery, they should at least let users know what kind of machinery they sell, what they offer, and what choices they have.

Seeing the old man lower his head for a moment, Xing Baohua felt a pang of heartache.

Xing Baohua walked over, and the people in the exhibition hall saw him. Some stood up from their seats, while others didn't move at all, but looked at him with cold eyes.

"Dad, we can't just wait like this. We need to hurry up and print out large photos of all the machinery products. Also, print plenty of instruction manuals so people know what you're selling."

Xing Baohua walked up to Xing's father and said.

"You make it sound so easy! If we follow your logic and do advertising and promotion, how do we calculate the extra expenses? Besides, this is the machine factory's business, so stop interfering," said one of the sales department employees who was sitting down.

If Xing Baohua is not mistaken, he should be the deputy head of the sales department.

Needless to say, Xing Baohua's encouragement of the old man to burn those few firewood cakes meant that life was not as good as before for the sales department.

Xing Baohua is no longer a factory worker, and even if he were, his rank would be similar. They all think Xing Baohua is meddling in other people's business.

“I also serve as an advisor for the fifth workshop. What, can’t I handle things in the factory?” Xing Baohua replied bluntly.

"They don't manage what they should manage, and they meddle in what they shouldn't manage," the person said again.

What they said is true; Xing Baohua is overstepping his bounds. He doesn't even care about the Fifth Workshop, yet he's meddling in the sales department's affairs. Isn't that just asking for trouble?

If it weren't for those old guys in the factory's upper echelons using Xing's father as bait, Xing Baohua wouldn't have even glanced at him, let alone bothered with such trivial matters.

Ignoring the other person, he said to the old man, "Dad, listen to me, it's not too late to do it now. Also, send anyone who doesn't listen back!"

Mr. Xing looked back at the employees in the exhibition hall and nodded with a sigh.

This time, the factory gave us a budget of over five thousand yuan, which is about what we usually spend.

Even if we run out of funds, we can borrow some. We can then get reimbursed and pay it back.

In fact, as long as Xing's father asks, Xing Baohua will give him whatever amount he wants.

Money is not the problem; the key issues lie in the sales strategy and the motivation of the staff.

Employees like that under Xing Baohua would have been fired long ago.

These employees with secure jobs still lack motivation. Even if they bring in a hundred million in business, the most they'll get is a slightly higher bonus. Even if they don't generate any revenue, it doesn't stop them from getting paid to support their families.

Xing Baohua couldn't change this system; all he could do was offer advice, much like a consultant.

At least if the old man listens to his advice, it might bring some results, and it would save face for him.

If they don't listen to advice, there's nothing he can do.

Big companies have their own rules, after all. Expecting Xing Baohua to bring them business? Just wait and see!

Back at their own booth, the line stretched for over two hundred meters. These weren't individual vendors; they were all wholesalers.

Seeing a Chinese man come out with a form, Xing Baohua pulled him over to ask about the situation.

At least we need to know where these scalpers took his goods.

The person who was stopped looked at Xing Baohua and noticed he was wearing a rice-themed work badge. He then asked ingratiatingly what was wrong.

Actually, they just wanted to build a relationship with the people at Dami Technology, hoping to get some insider supplies. These days, people who can do wholesale are all shrewd.

Smoking was not allowed inside, so Xing Baohua led the person to the main entrance and quickly offered them his own cigarettes.

The other person also offered a cigarette, showing mutual respect.

"Brother, how many units did you get this time? What products did you order?" Xing Baohua lit the other man's cigarette and asked.

"I wanted to order more cell phones, but they only gave me ten. I ordered more pagers, two hundred, but they won't be shipped until the end of the year. Can't your factory increase production capacity?" the other party complained.

"To tell you the truth, the orders placed by our customers last year should all be completed by October this year. The machines are already producing right now, with smoke billowing out," Xing Baohua explained with a smile.

"Won't all the orders placed this year be delivered next year?"

"Depending on the order quantity, if you order more than 10,000 units, we'll ship them out in monthly installments. We won't ship them all at once, otherwise no one would get any. By the way, where can I buy the goods you want?"

"I can buy it anywhere in Southeast Asia where there are Chinese people. By the way, can you give me some advice?"

"you say."

"Can you make pagers and cell phones multilingual?" the other person asked.

Xing Baohua said, "It's not that it can't be done, it's that the hardware and production capacity can't keep up."

"Why not just build more branch factories? Hey bro, can you get me a few more? I'll pay you cash, RMB or USD, it's fine."

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten to ask you: how did you get the money into the bank? Aren't financial controls very strict?"

"That's so outdated! Actually, some of it was transferred from overseas Chinese, and some was cash brought in by sea."

"Waterway? Isn't that very risky?"

"It's a big business, but it's very profitable! Do you think those imported appliances get in through the same channels? They all use the same methods. Brother! Help me get more stock, and I'll give you an extra hundred yuan per unit, how about that?"

“It’s not that I don’t want to give it to you, it’s just that we don’t have it. If you have the resources, you can become an agent for our products in Southeast Asia. Go and talk to our foreign trade department. You can get a stable supply. How much can you earn by taking a hundred or so units?” Xing Baohua suggested.

"Will it work?"

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