Take the most basic necessities of life as an example.
That too has been a constant series of ups and downs.
Sometimes, even the minimum return is missing. Simply put, the market is not stable enough.
“The price issue is my problem; I didn’t investigate properly.” Wang Shouren took a drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled. “Next year, we can’t sell at this price anymore.”
"Boss, are we going to raise prices?" Kui Datou hesitated for a moment; "I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain to the subordinates."
The "downstream" refers not to the people at the car factory, but to a group of agents. To put it simply, these days, goods weren't sold to individuals; most of the time, they were sold to department stores or supply and marketing cooperatives. There were still quite a few supply and marketing cooperatives in the 1980s. A small portion was sold to individual vendors, who then resold it. Raising prices inexplicably would offend people.
"Send people to several cities with high sales volume, transfer manpower from the factory, and the sales staff trained two years ago should also be put to use. Send people to all six cities to establish our outlets. In East China, South China, North China... try to choose some places that can be connected and set up some self-operated outlets. The models we are currently producing will not be produced after the New Year."
"So what are we going to sell?" Kui Datou was taken aback for a moment, then realized, "You're not going to sell those things, are you?"
"Really? Brother Shouren, are we starting to sell those things again?" Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu immediately became excited.
There are many important things for a company, such as sales, proper staff management, and share allocation. But in Wang Shouren's view, the most important thing for a company is its technological reserves. This is something that almost all bosses with a technical background agree on. After establishing and stabilizing the motorcycle factory...
He then began to intentionally guide them to develop a new model.
The new model refers not only to the engine upgrade, but more to the evolution of its appearance.
In fact, these days, very few people actually bother to research motorcycle specifications. What's the engine's horsepower? Are they really going to push this motorcycle to its limits? Are they crazy?
Most people's first impression of a motorcycle is its appearance.
Therefore, Wang Shouren prioritized the research and development of the exterior design and produced a number of models.
Currently, they have three generations of models in reserve: one is planned for release in the next generation, one is planned for release in the 1990s, and the remaining one is still under development.
"So, what's our pricing?"
"Go tell the people below to set the initial price for each unit. Also, the cars should follow suit. The price of each car should be divided into high-end, mid-range, and low-end models within this range..." Wang Shouren explained his plan.
Kui Datou listened and nodded.
He didn't really care. In his view, Wang Shouren's actions were simply giving domestic manufacturers an opportunity. They didn't intend to continue playing in the low-end market.
The concepts of low-end, mid-range, and high-end were learned by Kui Datou from the United States.
The market classification over there was relatively detailed, with control over each level and entry-level procedures handled quite well. He naturally learned this sales strategy.
"So, should we follow suit in the US?" Kui Datou asked after a moment's hesitation.
“No, we won’t follow that. We can just follow the market in the US.” Wang Shouren shook his head. “The car models can’t be the same. The models in the US are a grade lower than the ones in China.”
"good!"
"Also, regarding advertising, are there any slots available for this year's Spring Festival Gala?"
"Spring Festival Gala? I'll have to ask about that." Kui Datou was taken aback. He wasn't very familiar with advertising, and more importantly, he was in charge of production.
"Well, you should also think about the advertising. If all else fails, have Yuan Wai come back and help you. That kid, apart from having a tough few years ago, has been doing quite well lately," Wang Shouren said with a laugh.
Yuan Wai and Yuan Li were both sent to the border by Wang Shouren to do business with Lao Su.
This can be considered a proactive move, giving us an advantage.
The older brother's side was in dire need of light industrial products, and over the years they had made a lot of money through trade, all of which Wang Shouren had refused. They had made a fortune.
"Okay, I'll have him come back later."
“That’s settled then.” Wang Shouren nodded, then looked at the Liu brothers: “We should also have a proper talk about your matter.”
"Huh?" X2
night.
Liu Guangqi leisurely returned home. A little girl, followed by a snotty-nosed toddler, ran out excitedly, calling out "Daddy!" as she ran.
Liu Guangqi picked up the two little ones, one in each hand.
He went back to his house happily.
The meal at home was ready, and my mentor was sitting in his seat reading the newspaper while cartoons were playing on TV.
"You little bootlicker, you ran out as soon as you heard your father was back. So, did you get what you wanted?" Ye Zhao said irritably as she looked at the two people clinging to her husband, holding a plate of groceries.
"Hehe." The eldest daughter giggled. Her father had just promised to buy her a toy. She didn't care what her mother said.
The younger son, however, seemed a little embarrassed.
"Alright, alright, everyone come and eat, let's eat."
"Mom, please stop spoiling them. They're getting more and more out of control..."
Everyday routines are so therapeutic; at least, once Liu Guangtian gets home, all the fatigue of the day disappears.
After dinner, the two children went to bed.
The rest of the family of adults were chatting inside the house.
Liu Guangtian spoke first: "Dad, Mom, and my wife, there's an opportunity next year, and I'd like to give it a try."
"What opportunity?" Liu Guangtian's master, Liu Laogen, narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke first.
Ye Zhao's ears perked up as well.
Frankly speaking, given Liu Guangtian's current salary and working conditions, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he's ahead of 99% of people nationwide. In his words, it's a matter of opportunity, but how significant that opportunity really is is hard to say.
“That’s how it is…” Liu Guangtian recounted what Wang Shouren had told him that day, and then added, “The study period is not long, only a year. After that, you will have to stay there for two or three months every year.”
Wang Shouren's meaning was simple: even with talent, one still needs to go out and learn. The designs he copied from later generations would eventually run out. Besides, copying is copying; it's like a rootless plant. Did he really think that simply copying someone else's appearance wouldn't lead to updates and innovations?
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