What can Wu Changfeng do?
The best solution is to communicate with the agricultural machinery station and have a proper discussion.
Explain with emotion and reason.
If that doesn't work, just give the station manager a kickback. As long as it's not targeting tricycles, everything is negotiable.
Of course, Wu Changfeng was very unwilling to do this.
Despite the fact that tricycles are very profitable.
But the agricultural machinery station is really shameless.
Sure, that's just how society and human relationships are. If you can't escape it, then just go with the flow.
Wu Changfeng said with a wry smile, "We'll have to talk to each agricultural machinery station one by one. That's the only sales channel right now."
"If you can't even sell your products in Jiangcheng, wouldn't that be a joke?"
After hearing this, Zhao Jiahui wanted to speak, but he just couldn't open his lips.
The main problem is that I don't know how to start the conversation.
He was afraid that if he spoke his mind, Wu Changfeng would laugh at him for overestimating his abilities.
Zhao Jiahui ultimately remained silent, simply nodding faintly before getting up and leaving.
"Hey, here's the money! It's a tip for your hard work."
Wu Changfeng grabbed the money and stuffed it into Zhao Jiahui's pocket.
Zhao Jiahui quickly stopped him: "Boss Wu, I'm not here to ask for money. To be honest, my own lack of emotional intelligence is part of the reason for this."
"I have no intention of asking you for compensation for your losses. Don't underestimate me."
Wu Changfeng's lips twitched, unsure of what to say.
You've practically lost your job, and you probably won't even get your full salary. You don't want any of that?
Do you think it's not enough?
Wu Changfeng pretended to take out his bag and continued to take out money.
Zhao Jiahui turned and left.
Wu Changfeng took out a stack of money, only to find that Zhao Jiahui was no longer in the office.
Sigh.
It's up to you, take it or leave it.
The current situation is already giving me a headache, and I really have no mood to deal with Zhao Jiahui.
Wu Changfeng's first step in his plan was to visit the agricultural machinery station.
Ideally, one should smooth things over and obtain promises from the various station managers.
If I can't get it...
Wu Changfeng flipped through the documents and realized that the only solution was to establish a sales department.
It's just a bit troublesome.
There are almost no sales talents within Qimingxing.
They are either workers or in management positions.
Even if the willow branches were extracted, establishing sales channels would not be easy.
In particular, it will increase the number of employees and expenses for themselves.
Wu Changfeng frowned. There was one last option: recruit agents.
However, the ex-factory price of a tricycle is not cheap.
The market price is 8,000, so the factory price should be around 6,500 to 7,000, right?
Bosses in coastal areas are better off, as they can buy in large quantities.
What about the mainland?
How many business owners would be willing to risk entering this industry before they've even seen sales results?
A few vehicles, arriving with their bellies shrunk, are simply not enough to keep the Morning Star running.
Buying goods on credit is absolutely not an option.
I can hold other people's payments in cash, but they want to hold mine in cash? Dream on!
Wu Changfeng sighed, "Zhang Changhe! You really know how to cause me trouble!"
Just as Wu Changfeng was planning to visit the agricultural machinery station.
Zhao Jiahui walked out of the office, looking somewhat defeated.
I wanted to slap myself.
With such a great opportunity, why can't I speak up!
Regardless of the situation, whether or not one speaks is their own business, while whether or not one agrees is Mr. Wu's business.
That's terrible, a chance to turn things around has been wasted.
It's like when you get home after arguing with someone, you always feel like you didn't perform well.
We arrived at the factory gate.
Zhao Jiahui unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance, Bai Dehai!
"Uncle Bai!"
At this moment, Bai Dehai was talking incessantly in the guard room.
It seems the gatekeeper doesn't want Bai Dehai to enter.
Bai Dehai heard a shout outside and turned around: "Xiao Zhao? What are you doing here!"
"And you?" Zhao Jiahui retorted, "What are you doing here?"
Bai Dehai said somewhat sullenly, "Yesterday I went to all the agricultural machinery stations in the city, just wanting to buy a tricycle, but no one would sell it to me. They kept pushing small four-wheelers, which annoyed me to no end."
"That's why the agricultural machinery station won't sell it to me; I came to the manufacturer myself to buy it."
"I can't get in!"
Zhao Jiahui questioned the gatekeeper, "They came to buy a tricycle, why aren't they allowed in?"
The old man's reasons were quite valid: "First, we don't have a sales department here; second, we don't do retail here!"
"The boss said that we should buy things from the agricultural machinery station. If everyone comes here to buy things, what will the agricultural machinery station think?"
"You can't be both the player and the referee. That would impact the market."
Zhao Jiahui was stunned.
It seems... what they said makes sense.
If your factory can sell, what's the point of having an agricultural machinery station?
You might as well do it yourself and not contact our sales team.
It's fine locally, but what if you sell to other places? The agricultural machinery station simply ignores you, which creates unnecessary trouble for you.
But Bai Dehai disagreed: "What kind of bullshit logic is this? I can't buy it now, so I can't just come here and buy it? You won't even take my money? Are you crazy?!"
Zhao Jiahui pulled Bai Dehai aside and said, "What they said makes sense. Production is production, and sales are sales. We can't mess things up."
Bai Dehai angrily retorted, "I don't understand that principle. I can't buy a car now, who can help me solve this?"
Zhao Jiahui gritted his teeth, as if he had made a decision, and said, "Uncle Bai, go home and wait. I know the owner here. I'll put in a good word for you and get one back for you."
Bai Dehai sighed in frustration: "Then treat it as a matter to be dealt with."
Zhao Jiahui nodded: "Don't worry."
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