Chen Xihua spent her time at school in a relaxed and enjoyable way, without having to use her brain at all!
Before we knew it, it was the end of September. The next day was National Day. The county's No. 1 Middle School closed half a day early, and Chen Xihua went to Xiao Lan's house in Zhangjia Village first!
"Little Fifth Sister, you're finally here! Sister Wang Ying called around noon!" As soon as Zhang Xiaolan saw Chen Xihua, she started talking non-stop about the sales figures of the No. 2 Garment Factory in the provincial capital!
The average worker at the No. 2 Garment Factory makes eight sets of clothes per day, with a daily output of 1,600. Including the workshops, the monthly output is more than 40,000!
As for clothing sales, on September 5th, the Fanghua No. 1 store in Yutian Plaza opened. Because flyers were distributed and promoted a week in advance, more than 1,000 pieces and 800 sets of clothes were sold on the first day, with a turnover of more than 68,000 yuan that day.
They wholesale two to three hundred units to Yuncheng Department Store every day, earning more than sixteen thousand yuan a day.
By late September, all three stores were open. Fanghua Store 2 on Zhongxing Commercial Street had a daily turnover of over 30,000 yuan, while Fanghua Store 3 on Old Street had a daily turnover of just under 30,000 yuan.
The total revenue from wholesale and retail sales is 120,000 yuan per day, and more than 3 million yuan per month. But this is just the cash flow.
The No. 2 Garment Factory has two to three hundred employees. The initial investment in raw materials and labor costs is very large, so the profit is relatively low, around 15%. Moreover, there is still a batch of clothes that were not sold in September, which were accumulated for a promotion during the National Day holiday.
So, he earned over 400,000 yuan, and after splitting it 60%, he'd have over 200,000 yuan. That's pretty good. However, Chen Xihua won't receive the money yet; he'll have to wait a year for the final result.
Chen Xihua has been using money from small workshops lately whenever she needs it, and in September she had a turnover of a little over 100,000 yuan.
Starting in September, Brother Jun sourced his clothes from the No. 2 Garment Factory. Uncle Zhang would arrange for a vehicle to deliver the clothes from the workshops in Gaoyang County to the provincial capital stores for retail sale in the middle of each month.
"Thank you for your hard work this month, Sister Xiaolan. By the way, have you found a new tailor?" Chen Xihua was in a good mood and suddenly realized that she was becoming more and more sensitive to numbers, especially when it came to money. How could she not be sensitive to numbers?
By the late 1990s, one or two million yuan could still buy a large courtyard house with three or four courtyards in Beijing, but it became very difficult after the millennium!
She really had to thank Wang Jun and his sister. She would call back later to say hello to Sister Wang. Wang Ying, the great hero she had found, was such a pleasant surprise to Chen Xihua.
In early September, Wang Ying discovered two or three people with sales talent from the No. 2 Garment Factory. Together with Shi Sheng, they trained over ten more outgoing and cheerful employees. This was enough to have three or four salespeople in each store, with two more at the main store.
At this moment, when Zhang Xiaolan heard her younger sister ask about tailoring, she happily said, "I have a cousin-in-law who tried it and wants to learn. She used to tailor clothes at home and can pick it up quickly!"
In fact, Zhang Xiaolan herself also likes tailoring, but her grandfather and younger sister Xiao Wu both hope that she will gradually learn how to manage Fanghua Company.
She is indeed the executive manager now, but she only manages about ten people in the workshop. For now, she can manage to be less nervous and afraid, but there is still a lot to learn!
Grandpa has been giving her a lot of advice lately, saying that Little Sister Wu might not be in charge of the entire Fanghua Company much in the future, at most she'll be checking accounts and providing design drawings.
Little Fifth Sister probably has other things to do. Grandpa told me that I must seize the opportunity, otherwise I will fall behind Little Fifth Sister's pace and someone else will take my place!
Although Chen Xihua didn't know what Zhang Xiaolan and her grandson were thinking, she would have been even happier if she had!
After spending half an hour in Zhangjia Village, Chen Xihua prepared to go home. As she approached the residential area, she called Wang Ying from the phone booth at the corner store. She learned that Fanghua No. 1 Store had installed a telephone.
"Sister Wang, my sales queen, you're amazing! You've worked so hard this month, please get some rest early tonight."
"Haha, Little Fifth Sister, I love this nickname! I'm your sales queen!" Wang Ying laughed heartily on the phone, radiating energy.
Wang Ying was in a really good mood, and she was even happier after hearing what Xiao Wu said. She felt that she had good taste, having taken a liking to Fanghua at first sight, and even her grandfather was now full of praise for Xiao Wu.
Before signing the merger agreement, her grandfather had considered it for a long time and decided to choose one of the previous partners to cooperate with. The timing of Xiao Wu's appearance was just right.
Wang Ying recalled that her grandfather later mentioned that he had high hopes for Xiao Wu.
"You must be very tired!" Chen Xihua asked casually after hearing a pause in the phone call.
"I'm fine!" Wang Ying said. Although she did feel a little tired, she was busy but happy.
Previously, her small shop could only sell a dozen or so items a day at best. But selling Fanghua's clothes, combined with Xiao Wu's sales strategy, she sold thousands of items a day.
Of course, it's because the clothing styles are novel, and the Fanghua store is also large, with two floors totaling more than 200 square meters, and three salespersons on each floor.
"Sister Wang, I probably won't be able to go to the provincial capital before the end-of-year holiday. If you need anything, please call Sister Xiaolan first. I'll have Uncle Zhang take the new autumn/winter design sketches to the No. 2 Garment Factory. I won't bother you any longer; you'll probably be very busy with the National Day activities tomorrow!"
Chen Xihua was on the phone with Wang Ying when she heard Wang's laughter. Even after hanging up, Wang's eyebrows still unconsciously lifted and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up. Wang's laughter was so infectious.
When she got home, she went into the kitchen. Chen Xihua was cooking today. When Chen Lao Er and his wife came back for dinner, her three older sisters who were in high school had also just returned home.
"Daddy, Mommy! We're back!"
"Pfft..." Chen Xihua, who was in the kitchen trying out a bite of a dish to check its saltiness, spat out the food in her mouth when she heard her third sister Chen Meihua's sweet voice. Luckily, she reacted quickly, otherwise she would have sprayed the dish with the food.
"Third sister, how can you talk like that! I'm getting goosebumps!" In the dining room, Chen Xiaoliu pretended to shiver as if she was really cold.
"That's right, San Yatou, you better speak properly!" Li Yumei glared at Chen Meihua with annoyance.
"You guys really don't understand. What era are we living in now? People still call each other 'father' and 'mother'. Now everyone calls each other 'Dad' and 'Mom'."
When my dad took me to school to register, several female classmates looked at me with mockery when they heard me call him "Dad," as if I were some kind of country bumpkin.
"I was thinking: calling someone 'Daddy' and 'Mommy' sounds so trendy, doesn't it? Lots of people on Hong Kong TV say it like that." Chen Meihua pouted, explaining somewhat unhappily.
"Third sister, it's up to you what people call you. You can call them 'Dad' or 'Papa' if you want. But you can't get into arguments or be competitive with your classmates over such trivial matters!"
At this moment, Chen Xihua also came out carrying dishes. She had a vague feeling that something was wrong. Her third sister had just come home and was talking a lot and unusually, as if she was doing it on purpose.
Most of the students at Yucai High School are art students, and there are many pampered young ladies from wealthy families. My third sister is pretty and delicate, so she is easily ostracized by her female classmates.
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