Chapter 63 Do you know a shoelace factory that is about to go bankrupt?
Letting all employees vote on whether to buy and how much to buy was a very correct yet very wrong decision.
How can I not buy it? Can you buy less?
Buy, buy, buy!
Those who are timid should write 10, and those who are brave should write 100!
It’s not your own money anyway!
Moreover, as a result, people who didn’t know about the Weifeng cake were educated by a few people in the factory who knew about it.
People who have bought it before have praised the cake so much that they almost said eating it can make one live a hundred years!
Just to make everyone agree~~
This ad is unbeatable.
All of a sudden, ten thousand people knew about it.
The results are better than Cheng Hui working hard in the department store for several days.
Zhao Daxing was worried about the numbers collected from various offices.
Passed unanimously, minimum order is 10, average order is 50!
Can he afford this?
He originally planned to buy one or two!
It's so different from what they wanted, will everyone be satisfied? Can't we blame him?
Why do I feel like I’m working hard but getting no thanks?
"Hold on, hold on, hold on, how much should we decide?"
He called all the senior executives in the factory and threw the difficult problem to them.
Several senior executives who originally didn't know about Weifeng Cake have been educated about it and have tasted the samples brought back by Zhao Daxing.
Fixed point is also OK.
"It's too expensive. You should bargain with them. You can't sell it to us at the retail price, right? We are all acquaintances..."
"They are our benefactors, so why should we ask them to sell to us at a lower price? It's what they owe us." Guan knows.
Everyone...
"Old Sun, please take care of your men. Why are they so unfaithful? Who is in cahoots with him?"
Sun Limin pushed his glasses and said, "It's obviously Engineer Cheng."
This person...
Not all leaders are from a technical background. They haven’t been around Cheng Hui these days and don’t understand at all.
They only knew that Cheng Hui happened to have heard it before and then "guessed" the password, and she was just lucky.
Now everyone calls me Engineer. Is it that necessary?
We even have to recruit someone to be the deputy chief engineer. What’s the point?
He thought it was good that she was working in the food factory, and the cake she made was delicious!
"Everyone please vote. I suggest setting the number at 5," the man said.
I can’t afford more!
With his support, no one disagreed with him, and finally 5 were decided.
Zhao Daxing excitedly went to Cheng Hui to place an order.
As a result, Cheng Hui was not there.
After delivering today's cake and receiving 500 yuan, she went out with Gao Zhi, Zhang You and Li Yan.
Cui Degui told her about a paper box factory that was about to go bankrupt.
The bus took 20 stops and arrived at the terminal.
The Red Star Paper Box Factory is built in a group of bungalows and has a large yard.
If it weren't for the words on the front door, she would have thought it was a private house.
The gate of the paper box factory was open and there were a few people wandering around in the yard.
When they saw Cheng Hui and others coming in, they were stunned for a moment and then immediately came over to greet them.
"You must be the acquaintances introduced by Manager Cui, right? Please come in, please come in!"
The person in charge was a woman in her 50s with short hair. She looked like an ordinary neighborhood auntie, energetic and enthusiastic.
The yard was filled with women over 30 years old, smiling warmly and humbly at Cheng Hui and the others.
Cheng Hui knew a little about the situation of this factory.
This is a small factory run by a neighborhood committee as a support organization.
Most of the people who work here are women who cannot find a job for one reason or another.
Half of them are married from rural areas, cannot read a single word, and find it difficult to find jobs in large companies.
Half are disabled.
Cheng Hui exchanged a few pleasantries and then looked around the factory.
The layout of this large yard is surprisingly similar to that of a food factory, with only one workshop, one warehouse, and one office.
There’s even less of a staff lounge than in a food factory.
She entered the workshop.
The workshop is very large, with school-style double desks put together in two rows, ten in each row.
It seems that in its heyday it could accommodate 40 people working there.
It is now deserted, with only seven or eight people accompanying her, and no one is working in the room.
Cheng Hui asked: "Don't you have any production tasks?"
Aunt Jiang is a very down-to-earth person. She said directly, "No! We have been out of work for three months. If we can't find any more work, our superiors will disband us and give the factory to someone else!"
They are small factories assisted by the street. Except for the factory director, the people inside have no official positions. The state does not pay them, and neither does the street.
When other large factories are unable to complete their own tasks, they can assign some work to them.
For example, helping biscuit factories, pharmaceutical factories, light bulb factories, match factories, cigarette factories, and various other factories to fold paper boxes.
Others provide the packaging and they are responsible for the folding!
The money earned is used to pay wages and benefits, and any surplus is handed over to the street office...if there is no surplus, the salary will be less.
In the past, one of their biggest employers was a pharmaceutical factory, but now they have installed packaging machines, so they can do the work themselves and don’t have to ship the products out of the factory at all.
Cheng Hui checked the production environment and was quite satisfied.
Directly said: "We want to fold this kind of packaging, see if you can do it."
She took out several prepared packaging bags, both big and small.
"Oh! This is the factory that produces the Weifeng cakes!" Aunt Jiang said with a smile:
"I have been searching for a long time, but I still can't find it. Can you sell me a majestic cake?
"My little grandson has been crying for days because of the neighbors' children!"
It's not just one person who is greedy. Today this kid buys it, and tomorrow that kid buys it. Every day it changes who is greedy!
She was reluctant to spend the money at first, and by the time she was willing to spend the money, the other party didn't want to sell it anymore.
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "We will be partners from now on. I will give you a few as a bonus."
"That's great! Thank you, thank you!" Aunt Jiang and several other women immediately expressed their gratitude with happy looks on their faces.
It looks like they have work to do again!
Every day you work hard is a day’s work, every extra dollar you earn is a dollar’s work!
Several people deftly opened the packaging bag given by Cheng Hui, folded it up again, and then used the paper at hand to fold another one for Cheng Hui.
It’s simple, just fold cardboard boxes and paper bags, they are professionals!
And it is much more beautiful than Cheng Hui and others~
Cheng Hui can cook, operate machines, and fold paper boxes, but she is no match for others.
"Is this okay?"
Cheng Hui took the leftover cardboard from other packaging factories in the workshop and folded it into a handbag.
This thing was very novel at that time and was not available on the market!
Several women saw how she folded it and remembered it immediately. They folded it with the back of their hands more beautifully than Cheng Hui.
Cheng Hui was very satisfied.
"It's just that the handle is not good." Aunt Jiang said with some difficulty: "The rolled paper is not strong at all.
"Perforating it won't work. If the object is a little heavy, it will tear the paper into pieces."
To demonstrate to them, Cheng Hui rolled up two strips of paper as handles.
"I'll figure it out," she said.
There are so many scrap iron sheets in the machinery factory, and some of the thinnest ones are very suitable for nailing in the round holes.
Inappropriate specifications? It doesn’t matter, she can just make a small machine and cut it!
As for the handles...
"Auntie, do you know any rope or shoelace factories that are about to go bankrupt?" Cheng Hui asked.
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