"How can that be possible?"

"Of course, as long as our products are good enough, we can act as salespeople ourselves and sell them."

"……But"

Shen Chunjiao, however, was quite excited. "Let's give it a try first. Now we'll have to trouble you salespeople. You'll be dealing not only with big clients but also with ordinary customers."

In the end, everyone left with a sense of doubt. There was nothing they could do; the factory had already assigned tasks, so they could only follow the assigned work step by step.

Song Qing also went out with everyone. She was now just as enthusiastic and energetic as Director Shen.

"Sister Song Qing, do you think this will work?"

"I'm afraid that if we can't sell them, we'll not only lose money on raw materials, but also on rent."

"There's more than just these. Didn't the factory manager say he also needs to find someone to sew a few sample garments to put there? That'll cost a lot of money for tailors."

Their technical department is doing alright; most of the work has already been completed. The tailoring and sales are no longer their concern. Everyone is just worried about whether this model can make money.

The sales department is truly in a state of chaos.

"How did the factory manager come up with such an idea? Even if we can't get a good price from the department store, we can lower the price a bit. As long as we build up the product's reputation, we'll have plenty of opportunities to set our own prices in the future."

Do you know whose idea it was?

The sales staff, who were completely baffled, stopped what they were doing. "What does this mean?"

"The opinion of Comrade Song Qing, our technical department head."

Everyone frowned. Many people knew Song Qing and knew that she had been making headlines recently.

Despite being younger than everyone else and not even having worked at the daily necessities factory before, having only joined the military this year, she is now the head of the technical department, managing more than twenty people.

The technical department staff are different from ordinary employees. They have their own uniforms and even better benefits, with a monthly salary 5 yuan higher than theirs.

"Isn't she from the technical department? She doesn't understand sales at all. This isn't their business, so why are they interfering?"

As expected, he knows nothing and gives orders haphazardly. Look at everyone now, completely overwhelmed and clueless.

"She tried to negotiate a price with the department store manager but couldn't get it down, so she just made a random suggestion."

Song Qing had no idea that everyone was talking about her. After returning to the workshop, she drew a few diagrams and then went to find Director Zhang.

"Xiao Song, you've finally arrived. You should discuss the setup of that booth with the sales department."

Song Qing nodded. "Director Zhang, this is the dress I designed. Do you have a suitable tailor? Otherwise, I'll ask around in the nearby villages."

Director Zhang glanced at the drawing in surprise, but didn't take it. She had drawn mechanical drawings with Master Liu for so long before, and now her drawings were all very meticulous.

However, it is noticeable.

"The dress you drew is nice. Let's discuss it later. As for the tailor, there are a few comrades in the family compound who are particularly good at tailoring. I'll go find them later."

Director Zhang has been working on women's affairs for so many years that she knows almost everyone in the family compound.

"good"

She went straight to the sales department after leaving Director Zhang's office. The staff there gave her a dismissive look when they saw her.

Luckily, she knew someone here, otherwise she would have been left standing there for a while.

Comrade Xu Ting

When the textile factory was being set up, there were only a few people in the team. They overcame so many difficulties step by step, and that's how they developed a bond through shared hardships.

Xu Ting smiled and came over to pull her over.

"Tell me, Comrade Song Qing, how should we set up our stall?"

Song Qing smiled sheepishly and told her about the clothing store with the long queue they had encountered in the department store.

"My idea is to incorporate the characteristics of our textile factory as much as possible, and to make the clothes eye-catching when displayed."

We're not just selling this once; from now on, whenever our factory expands beyond its borders, people will remember our beautiful clothes.

Soon after the reform and opening up, various shopping malls and business models emerged, which greatly shocked people who were used to seeing a single model.

Back then, whenever we had free time, we would take An'an to various department stores. The dazzling array of goods brought a great shock to the state-owned factories in China, which had remained unchanged for decades.

Fashionable people are all showing off that their things are foreign goods. Song Qing remembers being most shocked by a shoe store.

Unlike now, where shoes are stacked behind display cases and customers have to ask the salesperson to see them, in that shoe store, all the shoes were displayed on shelves, and the young salesperson was wearing them.

Even the posters hanging in the store feature celebrities wearing the shoes.

The staff were very friendly. They can't hang posters in the store right now, but we can learn from their service attitude and find people to display the products.

"What? You want us to keep smiling and smirking?"

The salespeople who had just been snickering at Song Qing behind her back looked at her with disdain. "Manager Song, what kind of salespeople need to smile obsequiously?"

To put it bluntly, it was only in the old days that dancers had to smile and fawn to sell their wares; this is a new society now.

"I won't do it."

"Exactly, let whoever wants to do it do it."

We're all workers, and those who come to buy things are also workers. Why should we be treated as inferiors and have to fawn over them?

"It's not about being all smiles; it's about being enthusiastic. We should introduce the products to them regardless of whether they buy anything or not."

We've never been salespeople, but we've all been customers. We can't keep paying money only to be treated badly like before; who would want to buy anything then?

Xu Ting chimed in, "Last time I wore an old work uniform covered in oil, and when I went to the supply and marketing cooperative in the city, they gave me a dirty look and wouldn't take my things out no matter how many times I asked them to."

We can't have that attitude. They're here to spend money; we need to show them that we welcome their spending.

“That makes sense. At least with the same quality, people will choose our factory.”

Everyone quickly settled on the point of attitude, and Xu Ting found several young and good-looking girls in the sales department.

"You guys report your data later. You'll be our factory's showcase. I don't believe they won't buy the clothes if they see you wearing them."

"Sister Xu, will those clothes belong to us from now on?"

"If your data doesn't belong to you, then who does it belong to?"

The selected saleswomen were overjoyed upon hearing this. They knew how expensive the fabric in the factory was, let alone when it was made into clothes, which would cost at least tens of yuan.

Some people laughed at them for having to go and smile, but when they heard that each of them would get a set of clothes, their eyes turned red with envy.

Even if they saved up for several years, they might not be willing to buy a new outfit.