Chapter 288 He was scared to death!
Sun Biao left after saying this.
The rest of the people looked at each other in bewilderment. It was not easy to get rid of this blame. Indeed, the whole factory knew that it was the two of them who bought the products. At that time, Sun Biao disagreed and argued with them in front of so many people.
"Let's think about how to sell it. As long as it is sold, everything will be fine." Chen Xin said honestly.
"How to sell it?" Xu Jinzhou asked.
Chen Xinhou really wanted to roll his eyes at him, but since he had spent 200,000 yuan on the enamel products, he was responsible for a bigger problem, so he had to keep his tail between his legs.
"They are selling on the roadside, so we should go sell on the roadside too, stay away from them!" he said.
If I wait at home, I probably won't see anyone coming. I can only follow their example and go to the roadside. But I can't get too close, otherwise the goods will be thrown away.
"This is a good idea!" Xu Jinzhou had no other choice but to immediately gather people, move things, and set up the stall.
The idea was proposed by Mr. Chen. If it can't be sold, it's his fault!
As a result, just a short while after they set up their stall, someone set up their stall next to theirs.
The people from the enamel factory said as they were setting up their stalls: "We are from the Weifeng Furniture Factory. We are not the same factory as their provincial capital furniture factory, and the gifts we give are also different."
"Look at ours, it's better looking!"
That's right, anyone who is not blind can tell which one is better looking.
The workers in the furniture factory were so angry that they wanted to go over and fight with them.
As it turned out, the people in the enamel factory were well-trained, and they said with a smile: "Brother, I advise you not to be impulsive. This table of enamel is not cheap. A kettle costs 15 yuan, a basin costs 5 yuan, a cup costs 2 yuan, and the whole table costs several hundred yuan!
"You worked so hard for your factory, and it was thrown on the ground and damaged. Will your factory help you go to jail? Or help you pay the money?"
"I don't think so. They'll just fire you! Is it worth it?"
Of course it's not worth it.
"Besides, if you sell the products, will your furniture factory give you extra processing fees?" asked a worker at the enamel factory.
Of course not.
Okay, now that the reason is made clear, the two stalls can be set up together peacefully.
The result is that one business is booming, while the other is deserted.
On the contrary, because of the support from the provincial furniture factory, Cheng Hui's furniture sold better.
Xu Jinzhou and Chen Xinhou were both waiting in the factory until the afternoon when the people who had gone out to set up stalls came back. When they asked, they found out that they had not made any orders!
"What?"
"Why?"
The two couldn't believe it.
"Where are the people who went out to follow? How was their business this afternoon? How much did they sell?" Xu Jinzhou asked.
Several people said: "They are doing good business."
“I don’t know how many were sold, but there were always people queuing up.”
"I counted and I was staring at that stall. I sold 78 sets in the afternoon."
"Mine has more, more than 100 sets."
"I'm staring at that..."
"Stop talking!" Xu Jinzhou yelled at the people who were setting up stalls: "What's wrong with you? Why can't you sell any of your products?!"
These people were angry because they had been out in the cold all afternoon. Someone with a bad temper said unhappily, "The common people think our gifts are too ugly!"
Xu Jinzhou's face froze: "Didn't I tell you to move further away? Without comparison, how do they know what is ugly and what is beautiful?"
No one dared to say that the people from Weifeng Furniture Factory were following them to set up a stall. If they did, they would definitely be scolded if they didn't chase them away.
"It's not that they are ugly, it's just that the enamel basins sold at my stall are all defective. The paint is peeling or they are dented. Some are leaking! They won't even take them for free!"
Xu Jinzhou immediately glared at Chen Xinhou.
Chen Xinhou ran away: "I'm going to find Song Xi to settle the score!"
Xu Jinzhou called out several times but failed to stop him.
It was already time to get off work, and the workers around turned around and left.
Let the leaders deal with the mess, it has nothing to do with them.
In the blink of an eye, Xu Jinzhou was the only one left in the room.
He was so angry that he had no choice but to go find Feng Dazhi.
As soon as they met, he shouted, "You are so good, Old Feng! We have been friends for so many years, and you actually betrayed me!"
Feng Dazhi pretended to be innocent: "What did I do to you?"
"You said that Cheng Hui bought defective products! What is the result? Do you dare to tell me?" Xu Jinzhou shouted.
"Of course I dare to say it!" Feng Dazhi said confidently: "They bought defective products. My workers and my account books can prove it! Otherwise, where did my defective products go?
"It's just that after buying the defective product, she took the shell to the enamel factory for processing and painted it with new paint. This has nothing to do with me. Anyway, what I sold to her was a defective product."
Xu Jinzhou was stunned. Is this how it is done?
He was still a little skeptical, but then he saw a truck from the enamel factory drive in and start unloading the thermos shells.
He chased to the workshop and saw people from the thermos factory installing it.
His eyes lit up and he said, "Give these to me!"
"That won't do. I have already sold these things. They belong to other people. I have no right to sell them," said Feng Dazhi.
"I'll add more money!" said Xu Jinzhou.
"No matter how much you add, it won't work." Feng Dazhi said firmly.
He knew the whole story, and he had been keeping an eye on the news from the furniture factory for the entire morning. The workers came back one after another to report the news, which was a big show for him.
He didn't know how Xu Jinzhou offended Cheng Hui, but he saw the consequences of offending Cheng Hui.
He must have been cheated out of hundreds of thousands of dollars in total, right? One day!
Oh my god, he was scared to death!
"Come on, come on, this is a restricted area of the workshop, no entry for outsiders." Feng Dazhi pushed him out.
"You!" Xu Jinzhou was about to go crazy, but he had to hold back: "Then return the kettle I bought!"
"That won't do. The money and goods have been paid. Are you kidding me? I won't return it!" Feng Dazhi said.
If it were someone else, and someone ordered 5,000 thermoses from him and then said they didn't want them and wanted to return them, he would be angry, but he might still return them.
But now he understands that Cheng Hui is deliberately trying to trick Xu Jinzhou. Can he help Xu Jinzhou? He doesn't dare!
The security department was called to stop Xu Jinzhou, Feng Dazhi was off duty~
On the other side, Chen Xinhou really came to look for Song Xi, but he couldn't even get through the door.
He went back dejectedly.
If a problem occurs and you can't solve it yourself, just put it aside for now. Maybe it will be solved after a while...
Both of them went home.
Cheng Hui was still working overtime, checking the accounts.
In two days, more than 7,000 sofas were sold.
Yesterday it was not 4,000, but more than 2,000. Saying 4,000 is just bragging.
Today, because there are many stalls, sales have indeed increased a lot, and also because the provincial furniture factory followed suit to advertise.
What’s more, the person who ordered the sofa took it back as a gift and showed it off.
People nowadays only care about one thing: if you have it, I must have it too!
Anyone who had extra money at home came over to place an order.
Aunt Jiang stood next to Cheng Hui, feeling happy and worried.
"With so many orders, we can probably keep going for a year. But people can't wait. Will they return the goods?" she said.
There are only about 40 female workers in their paper box factory, and they can only make dozens of boxes a day, which is too few.
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "It's okay. From now on, you will only be responsible for doing simple tasks. Others will be done by others."
"Who is it?" Aunt Jiang asked curiously.
Cheng Hui just smiled.
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