Zhou Bin was very satisfied with the newly produced mobile phone, and Wang Chengdong and others were also very happy.
Zhou Bin then asked about the production capacity, and Wang Chengdong told him that currently the main production capacity is used for Xiaolingtong, and the production capacity of mobile phones is estimated to be at most one million units per month.
Zhou Bin thought for a moment and said, "For now, this production capacity is acceptable, but it is far from enough. It seems that we have to find a way to acquire a few more factories."
When Wang Chengdong heard this, he immediately told him that there were two electronics factories in Qincheng that were facing bankruptcy and they could be acquired.
Zhou Bin was very happy: "Very good, you go and negotiate, the price is right, or it's the same as our previous model, accepting the whole thing, including the personnel."
Wang Chengdong nodded. Through the current factory operation, they have mastered a complete set of training mechanisms to ensure that production capacity can be formed soon.
After arranging the production, the next thing is how to promote their new mobile phone.
Zhou Bin smiled slightly: "I have already thought of a name for the new phone, it's called Damai Phone, what do you think?"
Wang Chengdong was stunned when he heard this: "What? Mr. Zhou, are you kidding? Why did you call me by such a name?"
Li Yongping couldn't help laughing: "Boss Zhou, isn't barley a grain? Isn't it a bit inappropriate to call it that?"
Zhou Bin immediately laughed and said, "What's wrong with food? Isn't it something that everyone can't live without every day? Besides, barley has a good meaning. It indicates that our mobile phones will sell well!"
When several people heard it, they found it funny and also thought it made sense.
Zhou Bin continued, "Let's settle it. I'll show you our logo once I've designed it. Then we can discuss the pricing of our phones."
When everyone heard this, they all sat up straight and prepared to express their ideas.
Wang Chengdong counted on his fingers and said, "Our mobile phones cost about 900 yuan each. I think we can sell them for about 1,500 yuan."
Li Yongping also said: "Yes, I think about 1,500 is about right, so we can still have a 60% gross profit."
Zhou Bin smiled and said, "I think we should just ask for 1,300. It doesn't have to be that high."
Several people looked at each other, and Wang Chengdong said, "Boss Zhou, this way we will only have a 40% gross profit."
Zhou Bin explained: "Our mobile phones have just been produced and are not well-known. If the price is too high, it will probably be difficult to sell. We should start with a low price, and then we can develop new products and slowly increase the price."
When everyone heard what Zhou Bin said, they thought it made sense and agreed.
The next question they faced was how to promote their new product. Wang Chengdong immediately suggested, "Mr. Zhou, I think we should just continue to cooperate with mobile operators in various places like we did with Xiaolingtong. This way, the promotion speed will be faster."
Several other people also had the same idea, but Zhou Bin rejected this idea.
Although this method is safe, the profit is too low, and the cost of developing operators is too high, as 30% of the profit goes to others.
Therefore, Zhou Bin did not want to promote it in this way anymore, but he had no idea how to promote it.
So he put the matter aside for the time being. After everyone left, Zhou Bin felt a little bored, so he went for a walk on the street.
Just as he walked onto the street, he suddenly heard a sharp brake sound from behind, which scared Zhou Bin.
Zhou Bin turned his head and saw a broken van rushing towards him at a high speed.
Zhou Bin yelled, "Fuck!" and quickly moved aside.
But there was an old man in front of him, who was walking slowly and didn't hear the sound behind him at all.
The driver was a man in his thirties, who was so scared that he yelled, "Uncle, get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
But the old man still strolled around the garden as if he was taking a walk in his house.
Zhou Bin saw that if he didn't take action, the old man would definitely be hit.
He rushed over and pulled the old man aside.
Before the old man could understand what was happening, the van rushed over.
With a bang, the bread hit the tree beside the road directly, and white smoke came out.
Everyone passing by was stunned by this sudden situation and ran over.
The old man asked Zhou Bin in confusion: "Why are you pulling me?"
Zhou Bin didn't bother to explain to him and went straight to the van.
Looking through the window, I saw that the man inside had fainted.
Everyone gathered around at this time, and some wanted to open the door and rescue the driver.
But no matter how hard I pulled the car door, it wouldn't open.
Everyone started to get anxious, fearing that something might happen to the driver inside.
At this critical moment, Zhou Bin kicked the car window and broke it. Then everyone opened the car door and rescued the driver.
The driver was unconscious at this time and everyone was very anxious.
Zhou Bin quickly stepped forward, took a look, and patted him lightly on the head.
Unexpectedly, a miracle happened. The driver actually opened his eyes and looked at the people around him in confusion.
When Zhou Bin saw that he had woken up, he quickly asked, "Brother, how are you? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
The driver stretched his limbs and felt his body condition, and felt that there was no serious problem.
So he shook his head and said, "I'm fine, brother, thank you!"
However, Zhou Bin felt that there was something strange about the driver. He seemed a little mentally unstable and spoke in a daze.
Zhou Bin thought of one thing. Even though there were no external injuries after the car accident, some people's internal organs had already been injured, but he didn't know it.
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