Chapter 87
A group of people seemed to have magnets on their feet, stubbornly sticking to the door of the conference room, unwilling to go in, fearing that they would be the next to be called out.
Song Yue didn't expect this to happen and felt a little amused.
"Today I want to brainstorm with everyone and see if there are any good ways to collect accounts receivable in a timely manner."
After hearing what she said, the 20 people suddenly understood, straightened their chests, walked forward, and found seats to sit down one by one.
Song Yue briefly summarized the 3 million yuan in outstanding debt on the company's account, then asked, "Everyone, feel free to bring up any ideas you have. Regardless of whether they're right or wrong, just speak freely today."
"Really?" a young man sitting at the long table asked timidly. "Mr. Song, it's okay even if I'm wrong?"
"Of course." Song Yue looked at him with a smile. "The brainstorming method we're using today is designed to encourage discussion without any restrictions. If we still argue about right and wrong, we'll lose the core essence of this method."
Song Yue said it calmly, but it had a great impact on the 20 people present.
After all, three days ago, before Ai Tao was fired, the words "speak freely" did not exist in their department at all.
They always listen to whatever Ai Tao says. If they have other ideas, they will be scolded immediately.
Over time, no one dared to express their ideas at meetings anymore, and department meetings became meaningless, just a formality.
Moreover, President Song also condoned this trend, otherwise how could Ai Tao, the uncle, dare to be so presumptuous.
A group of people looked at each other, and they all secretly felt that President Song had really changed. He was now willing to listen to the true thoughts of his employees instead of allowing them to act arbitrarily.
So, the young man who received the affirmation was the first to stand up: "Mr. Song, I have an idea!"
Song Yue: "Just sit down and talk, no need to stand."
Young man: "Ah...? This isn't good... You're the leader, and I'm a member..."
Before he could finish, Song Yue interrupted him: "From now on, there will be no such thing as leaders or employees in Boyue. Everyone is contributing to the company. Also, the chairs in our conference room are so comfortable and have massage functions. Why not use them? Right?"
At the end, the whole audience burst into laughter.
Yes, this massage chair is very expensive. They can’t enjoy it normally. Only guys like Ai Tao and Yao Qing can come in and use it. Now that they have this opportunity, why don’t they treat themselves?
The young man chuckled and scratched his head. "Okay, Mr. Song, let me sit down and talk. The repayment period for our orders is usually 2-3 months. If you're overdue, you'll be charged a penalty of 10% of the principal."
"This amount is actually quite high, and many distributors and direct sellers have some complaints about it. However, because our company has been in business for many years and has a good reputation, most of the time we still have a pleasant cooperation."
"But since the first half of the year, two distributors and three direct sellers have been overdue. As of now, all of them are overdue for more than six months, and the penalty alone is 120,000 to 260,000 yuan."
“It’s quite stressful for them.”
"So I suggest that we sign a supplementary agreement right now to waive the penalty for breach of contract in the old contract."
After he finished speaking, the whole audience was in an uproar.
Someone immediately objected: "No, you're causing the company too much loss. My suggestion is to reduce it appropriately, but not completely eliminate it."
"Yes, I agree with that."
Someone immediately agreed to the next person's proposal.
Everyone's eyes fell on Song Yue, waiting for her to make a decision.
Unexpectedly, the person sitting there was taking notes and saying, "Anyone have a different idea? Go ahead."
The person who refuted looked bewildered: "Mr. Song, you don't have any opinions?"
Song Yue raised her eyelids and looked at everyone: "Didn't I just say it? Whether it's right or wrong, you can speak freely."
Everyone:!!!
How come they have unknowingly fallen into old thinking again?
Many people finally let go and began to express their opinions freely.
Song Yue listened carefully throughout the whole process and briefly summarized what they said in her notebook.
The meeting was originally scheduled to last for one hour, but it was finally extended to one and a half hours. After the meeting, no one felt tired, and some even felt a little reluctant to leave.
"It's so weird. Usually I feel utterly sleepy after 10 minutes, but today I actually feel energetic!"
"Me too. I hate meetings. They're always the same old things, repeated over and over again. It's completely meaningless. But today was pretty good. I see everyone is actively speaking up."
"Well, as Mr. Song said, we just express ourselves and don't judge whether we are right or wrong."
"What did Mr. Song say this was? What's the big deal?"
"It's a brainstorming session!"
"Oh, yes, that's it. Great! I plan to use this method to discuss issues with my son and daughter as well."
"Just show off your kids, tsk tsk tsk, pity us single guys~"
Before they came in, they were nervous and uneasy; after they left, their faces were filled with bright smiles.
Secretary He has been in the company for three years, and this is the first time she has seen the sales department employees show such a happy expression. She knows that this is the credit of President Song and is very happy.
"Secretary He."
A voice brought her back to reality.
"Here we are, President Song." She stood straight.
Song Yue waved her hand: "No need to be so formal when it's just the two of us, relax."
"Yes~" Secretary He smiled, revealing a small canine tooth.
Song Yue: "When does the lease contract we signed with Dingfeng Property expire?"
Secretary He thought for a moment, then replied, "It's exactly at the end of this month."
It's okay, she came at the right time.
Song Yue nodded and continued, "Then let's contact the property management and re-sign the contract. Please note that this time we won't rent areas D and C, only areas A and B. Also, my office needs to be moved to a smaller cubicle. The current area is too big."
It’s bigger than her living room and bedroom combined. Is it necessary?
Song Yue didn't understand.
And plan to attack here.
Secretary He was stunned at first, then realized why she did that.
The company's staff has dropped sharply from 90 to 54, almost half the number. Nine interns will also leave at the end of this month. A lot of office space has been left vacant. Spending so much money to rent such a large area is simply burning money!
Knowing that Mr. Song was going to reorganize the company recently, Secretary He nodded solemnly: "Okay, I understand, Mr. Song!"
Song Yue hummed, her thoughts continuing to drift elsewhere.
The meeting has begun, the contract has expired, is there anything else that can be done that hasn’t been done yet?
oh!
Song Yue raised her eyebrows.
- 20 massage chairs worth 20,000 yuan in the conference room, and five treadmills, three stair climbers, a multi-trainer, a Smith machine, and even a snooker table in the lounge.
All of them were bought by Ai Taohua Company at a huge price.
The total value is at least 70W or more.
Song Yue sighed inwardly and snapped her fingers: "Send the list of the company's existing fixed assets to my email."
Secretary He smiled happily: "Okay!"
The company is about to make money again~
Mr. Song is really courageous!
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