Chapter 76
The old car drove around the streets for two days with a horn that shouted "Good news, good news" until the horn was broken.
Pang Xiaopeng clapped the loudspeaker again and again, but there was still no sound: "I'm missing out on a loudspeaker today."
"I can earn it back tomorrow." said Chen Lanjun as she sat at the small square table.
Ah Tong looked worried: "I don't know if anyone will come tomorrow. What if no one comes?"
"Oh, don't worry about it." Pang Xiaopeng said, "Tomorrow is Sunday, it's a holiday, how could no one come?"
These days, all major companies still have only one day off, Sunday, so the first day of direct sales of inventory candies was set on Sunday to make it convenient for customers to come and choose.
"But there has never been such an example before. What if we can't find it?" said Atong.
"There are so many what-ifs."
"Okay, okay," Chen Lanjun said, "This format is indeed somewhat novel, so we should have people go to the intersection in advance to show the way. If there are customers coming, we should lead them over and be polite."
She instructed, "Tomorrow the workshop will temporarily stop working for a day, and let everyone come together to receive customers who come to buy sugar. As long as one pound of sugar is sold, there will be a one-cent bonus. Atong, you remember to keep accounts; Xiaopeng, you should help deal with any problems that may arise."
Atong and Pang Xiaopeng nodded in agreement. Atong asked, "Sister Lan, aren't you going tomorrow?"
"It's not easy to go there in public, but I'm in the yard of a house not far away. I've made an appointment with the old lady there. If you really have something difficult to handle, come to me." Chen Lanjun said with a smile, "But I believe you can handle it."
After all, as the general manager of a Hong Kong company, it would not be appropriate for him to rush directly to the factory to sell goods. It would feel weird.
After discussing everything, they had to prepare for selling the goods early tomorrow morning. Pang Xiaopeng and Atong went directly to the workers' dormitory of the Fourth Food Factory to sleep.
After turning off the lights, Atong couldn't fall asleep and tossed and turned.
Pang Xiaopeng was also annoyed, so he sat up and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay, I'm just a little worried."
Pang Xiaopeng shook his head: "You, weren't you talking to Director Qian about the contract before? Everything was going well, right? Why do you suddenly feel a little uncomfortable today?"
Atong pursed her lips and said, "This time, Sister Lan didn't teach me what to say."
Chen Lanjun had taught her several times before, how to speak appropriately in certain situations, and even practiced with her. But this time, she didn't say anything.
Pang Xiaopeng and Atong knew each other earlier than Chen Lanjun. She knew her childhood friend's problem. Although she worked very hard, she was a little unconfident and hoped others would give her advice. Even when she set up a stall before, it was only with Pang Xiaopeng's encouragement.
Pang Xiaopeng sighed, scratched his hair, and said, "Think about it, since Sister Lan said she trusts you, then you can definitely do it."
She persuaded him, "Honestly, you can do it. And you can't rely too much on Sister Lan. She can't always be watching over this factory. In the end, we still have to stand on our own."
Atong hugged the quilt and murmured, "Yes..."
The two chatted for a while, but finally couldn't hold it in and fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, before daybreak, Pang Xiaopeng and Atong stood at the gate of the Fourth Food Factory, directing the early risers to set up their stalls.
The table was moved out of the conference room, covered with a cloth, and then the candies were piled on it, with a temporarily borrowed weight and scale pan placed next to it.
When we were almost putting away our things, it suddenly started raining again.
There was no choice but to move the table to the corridor.
Looking at the continuous rain, Atong frowned and said, "This rain is really not coming at the right time."
"really."
Pang Xiaopeng picked up two umbrellas and said, "Anyway, I'll go to the intersection first and see if anyone can bring me some."
In fact, she was a little nervous, wondering if anyone would come on such a rainy day.
The intersection was empty, rain was hitting the roof, and a thin layer of smoke was formed.
After waiting for a while, I finally saw three or four people walking together.
Regardless of whether it was true or not, Pang Xiaopeng went up to greet them enthusiastically: "Hello, comrades. Today, there is a buy one get one free sale on Xingshiji candy. Our factory is right in front. Do you want to go and have a look?"
The people who came were Azhu and her friends who had heard the advertisement.
"We are looking for a place."
"Right here."
Pang Xiaopeng led the way diligently.
Atong, who was watching the raindrops falling in the corridor, saw a few figures from afar and immediately called the workers around him: "Bring some cups, I'll make some tea."
When Pang Xiaopeng and his men approached, Atong held a cup of tea and handed each person a cup. "It's raining so hard, you comrades, you've come here. Have a cup of hot tea first. The candies are on the side. I'll give you a few to try."
As he spoke, he handed out another candy.
Ah Zhu and the others were a little unhappy to have come here in the rain. But when they got here, they were offered hot tea and candy samples, and their displeasure faded a little.
A colleague who was still complaining on the way whispered to Ah Zhu: "The people in their factory are pretty good."
Ah Zhu nodded, peeled off the candy wrapper and put a candy into her mouth.
It's a legitimate factory, not a small workshop, so the products should be good.
"Is it true that you buy one pound and get one pound free?"
"It's true." Atong assured, "I don't know if you have seen the news that our Xingshiji organized a student packaging design competition. It's because we need to change to new packaging. We decided to sell these candies in old packaging at a low price. But the products are all good, and there is no problem of expiration."
Ah Zhu held the candy in her mouth and thought it tasted just average, but if you bought one pound and got one pound free, it would be very delicious. So she said happily, "Then give me two pounds!"
Atong immediately asked someone to grab two kilograms of sugar. When she was weighing it, the scale bar was just right, but she remembered that Sister Lan always said that she wanted to make customers feel they were getting a good deal, so she grabbed a few more candies on it.
"Let's say you weigh two kilograms."
Noticing her little action of grabbing the candy after weighing it, Ah Zhu smiled and paid the money happily.
My colleague also said: "Give me three pounds."
"I want two pounds too."
In the first business, we sold more than ten kilograms of sugar. Then many customers came one after another.
After the rain stopped in the afternoon, more and more customers came, all of them came because they heard the broadcast, and they surrounded the stall.
Since there was a bonus for selling a pound of sugar, the workers in the workshop worked very hard to promote the product, trying to persuade the customers that this was a rare opportunity that would only last for a few days.
It was a lively place, with guests coming empty-handed and leaving with candies.
Director Qian, who was watching silently from the glass window of his office, was stunned: "With so many people, most of the inventory in the candy workshop can be sold out at once."
The deputy factory manager nodded: "Hey, this Xiaotong is quite capable, all these goods can be sold."
He didn't notice that Director Qian's face was a little dark. If such a small clerk could sell the inventory, then what was he, as a dignified factory director, who kept these candies as inventory?
Director Qian curled his lips and stared at the customers, thinking that this was not a very clever strategy. It was just a promotion in the factory, and anyone could do it.
Pang Xiaopeng and Atong were so focused on entertaining the guests that they had no time to look up, let alone care about what Director Qian thought.
After three busy days, the two smiled and reported the good news to Chen Lanjun.
All the original stock has been sold out!
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