Chapter 259 You dare to agree without thinking it through?
Wang Song said: "Our No. 1 Garment Factory always fails to design clothes that the market likes, and the ones we produce are not easy to sell. Inventory is piling up, and this is a vicious cycle. As a result, we are assigned fewer and fewer production tasks. Now half of our staff are idle."
He smiled bitterly and said, "If things continue like this, we, who were once number one, will become the last one."
He didn't have the nerve to say that there was no need to develop it further, and now was the time!
Under the planned economy, although the authorities would stipulate how many shirts and pairs of trousers a garment factory could produce, they had no control over the styles.
There is no special department to design clothes for them, so the clothing design is still entirely up to each clothing factory themselves.
If the product is done well and is allocated to the supply and marketing system, it will sell out quickly and the higher-ups will then add more production tasks to this factory.
They just have good efficiency and good welfare.
On the other hand, if it is so ugly that it cannot be sold, it will be returned.
How could the higher-ups allow them to continue producing products that can't be sold and waste production materials?
Cheng Hui looked at Wang Song and said, "I think Director Wang's clothes are very good, the craftsmanship is very good, and the design is also very beautiful. Your First Garment Factory is not profitable?"
Wang Song smiled, thinking she had good taste!
But then he smiled bitterly: "I used to be a tailor, I only knew how to make suits, I became the factory manager with this skill, but now suits are not selling well. And we have been selling suits for many years... and there are only a few styles."
Western suits are expensive and ordinary people don’t need them. They usually wear work clothes, either Zhongshan suits or Lenin suits, or they just make their own gowns.
Suits are the choice of rich people, but rich people don’t buy the same one every year!
"Okay." Cheng Hui said, "I have seen some beautiful women's suits and suit skirts, maybe they can be useful."
Wang Song shook his head: "We have also made two styles of women's suits, but they are almost unsaleable. As for the suit skirt, it is not suitable, right?"
In the 1970s, people only wore long shirts and long pants. There were women who wore skirts, but not many.
Suit skirt, this old tailor had seen several foreign women wearing it on the street before.
Those are what Western "aristocrats" wear, it's not suitable for ordinary people to wear them!
"The most important thing is that we didn't get much suit material. We didn't get any suit production orders from above... the little material we had was all left over from the past." Wang Song said with a wry smile: "This year, all we got from above were cotton and old coarse cloth... It's like we're going to lose our livelihood!"
Cotton cloth comes in many grades, and old coarse cloth is the lowest grade, which is generally used to make bed sheets.
No one likes to make bed sheets because they are rough and prickly.
Their garment factory has fallen to the point where it can no longer make clothes and can only make bed sheets! It's a shame!
Cheng Hui really wanted to ask, how could he still be qualified to grab this house after his current situation?
Of course, she only dared to think about it and would never ask in person. She would ask others behind their backs later.
"Old coarse cloth... no matter what it is, as long as we can sell it all, that's the performance, right?" Cheng Hui asked.
Wang Song's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly: "Of course! This thing is as hard to sell as a suit! No matter what it is, just sell it!"
"How much coarse cloth do you have?" Cheng Hui asked.
"This year's task is 30,000 rolls of cotton cloth and 100,000 rolls of old coarse cloth. One roll is 33.33 meters." Wang Song said.
Cheng Hui: "...Director Wang, have you offended someone?" This is going to torture him to death!
It's not easy to sell in the first place, so why not distribute it among many factories and sell it together, but give it all to him?
Wang Song smiled bitterly, everything was said without words!
In fact, he was also very confused. He didn't know who he had offended, but it was really too much to treat him like this!
"Okay, I get it, leave it to me." Cheng Hui said.
Wang Song's eyes are shining!
Yang Yue was frightened and asked quickly, "What do you know? How are you going to solve it? Give it all to him? That's 100,000 horses! Think twice!"
When he heard the number, he was overwhelmed!
Cheng Hui joked, "A piece of cloth is 1.4 meters wide and 33 meters long, and can be made into eight sheets or four or five quilt covers. Anton Factory can make one set of sheets or quilt covers for one cent."
Wang Song immediately looked at Yang Yue hopefully!
This is Yang Yue’s power! Many things that make people worry are not problems at all in front of others.
"No, no." Yang Yue said: "It's not that uncle doesn't give you this face, but the benefits are really not good. I applied for it and the higher-ups didn't approve it... Of course, if you can make all those furniture machines..."
"Forget it then." Cheng Hui said with a smile, "I'll find another way. 130,000 horses is not much."
Yang Yue suddenly fell silent.
Wang Song looked at Cheng Hui, then at Yang Yue, and then at Zhang Guangming.
Zhang Guangming nodded at him: "Give it to her."
This was the first time he spoke in a positive way. You could say it was a casual remark, or you could say it was a command. It depends on how you understand it.
Wang Song gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'll give it to you! I don't want this house anymore!"
He turned and looked at Sun Biao.
Sun Biao also finished struggling.
The big boss has spoken, and he still can’t say no... Is he still considering the children?
Although Leader Zhang doesn't look like that kind of person, the little devil is difficult to deal with. He is afraid that if this matter gets out, someone will be self-righteous and make things difficult for him!
"Then I won't fight for this house." Sun Biao asked, "When can I get a complete set of furniture drawings?"
"Tomorrow." Cheng Hui said.
Sun Biao...did you really see this in a magazine?
"I will go back and ask my daughters-in-law if they are willing to change jobs. I also want the three jobs," said Sun Biao.
A food factory that makes roast duck can also be an electrical appliance factory that makes export products? That sounds good, better than the jobs of his daughters-in-law.
He has a daughter-in-law who works at the No. 1 Garment Factory!
I'm only paying half the salary now, so I might as well change it.
"Deal." Cheng Hui stood up, shook hands with both of them, and said goodbye.
I asked for the key to the house before leaving.
On the way back, Zhang Guangming also asked curiously: "What are you going to do with the cloth?"
"I have to go to their factory when I have time to see what it looks like." Cheng Hui said.
Yang Yue took a breath and said, "How dare you agree to this before you've made up your mind?"
He thought she had some clues!
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "No matter what it looks like, I can sell it."
Zhang Guangming...Xiao Cheng is not very modest, but young people should be confident!
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