Cheng Yunan didn't expect Huang Qing to be so foresighted. She had been busy with the processing plant recently and had forgotten about this matter.
"Okay, you make up your mind first. Come up with the activity plan you came up with tonight and I'll take a look at it tomorrow morning."
Huang Ying was shocked and pointed at her nose. "Ah?! You told me to figure it out myself? But I...how would I know how to do it?"
Huang Ying has never thought about this problem alone.
She always felt that Cheng Yunan was in control of the general direction and she just had to execute from the back.
But now this girl suddenly asked her to think for herself, and she suddenly felt like a headless fly, completely confused.
"Sister Huang Ying, don't deny yourself so quickly, I still have high hopes for you.
You see, you have managed the small workshop in perfect order, and everyone in the factory trusts you, which shows that you are good at human resources.
Next, the fact that you think of using the Mid-Autumn Festival to boost your store's business shows that you are still very sensitive to business.
If you really can't think of one, put yourself in the shoes of a customer and think about what kind of activity plan would impress you and make you actively go into the store to buy clothes! "
Huang Ying blurted out without thinking: "Of course I bought some nice clothes again, and the price was cheap."
"Look! You know everything." Cheng Yunan continued, "Just think in this direction, and you will definitely come up with a plan tomorrow.
I will give you some new autumn designs tomorrow. With the promotion of new styles, business will surely be more popular.
Sister Huang Ying, I believe you!"
With Cheng Yunan's encouragement and support, Huang Ying instantly felt filled with fighting spirit.
"Okay, then I'll think about it carefully when I get home tonight and write it to you tomorrow!"
This was also her chance to prove herself, and she had to seize it.
"Well, just figure it out."
Huang Ying finally had time to look at the thing in her hand. She took it, looked around, and was immediately attracted by the pattern on the cloth bag.
"This, this bag was really made by you using defective cloth. How come it looks so good?"
"Right, Director Huang? I just saw it, and it looks better than the cloth bags I saw in the provincial capital. It makes me want to make one right away."
Yang Ru heard the two people finish their business talk before she dared to speak up and agree.
"That's right. Even I think it looks nice. Nan Nan, are you going to sell this cloth bag in a clothing store after you make it?" Huang Ying thought that if she really sold it, it would probably be very popular.
"No, I'm using it to pack the holiday gifts for the processing factory." Cheng Yunan continued, "Sister Huang Ying, can you spare two people from your place to help make ten of these cloth bags?"
"Ten copies? More? Come over to get them?" Huang Ying was calculating in her mind. There was no need to move anyone. They already had thirteen or fourteen workers in their small workshop, which was enough to supply the clothing store.
If it is the busy season, the clothes they make can barely meet the demand, but if it enters the off-season, it is not busy, so it is no problem to move two people out now.
"I'm going to need it early tomorrow morning, so you can work overtime tonight and I'll come get it tomorrow morning, okay?"
"Yes, you can, but the defective cloth is not limited to the color you have in your hand. If all the cloth is of this pattern, it will be difficult to pack it."
Cheng Yunan was naturally aware of the situation of the defective cloth and said, "It doesn't have to be this pattern. Different patterns can represent different characteristics. I think the effect will be better. I will design two or three more cloth bags and make them separately."
"Okay, that's fine then."
After solving the problem of cloth bags, Cheng Yunan went to the paper shell factory in Zhen 껗.
This paper shell factory is not big, with at most 20 workers in it, who are mainly responsible for the production of match boxes and other paper shells.
Cheng Yunan went to find the person in charge of their factory.
The person in charge is surnamed Liao, and Director Liao is a Chinese man in his forties.
"Hello, I am Cheng Yunan, the director of our Hongfeng County Food Processing Factory."
Director Liao raised his eyebrows. "Why haven't I heard that there is a food processing factory in our town?"
"Well, this is the case. We have just applied for the processing plant. We mainly produce various braised dishes. The braised chicken and smoked chicken of the supply and marketing cooperative are all produced by our factory." Cheng Yunan is absolutely confident in the products coming out of his factory.
In just a few days, he had already made a name for himself in the town.
Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many customers lining up here.
Sure enough, after listening to it, Director Liao believed it 100%.
"During the meeting two days ago, everyone was still discussing that the taste of this braised chicken was so special and wanted to know which volunteer came up with it. I didn't expect it...
It is true that women hold up half the sky, and Cheng Zhi is indeed very powerful." Director Liao has tasted the braised chicken himself, so he expressed such emotion.
I even blushed a little after being praised by the other party.
"Director Liao, you are too polite. Your processing plant also generates income for the commune. I came here today to do a small business with Director Liao. I wonder if Director Liao is interested?"
"Doing business? I wonder what kind of business Director Cheng is talking about?" Director Liao was obviously very interested, but his face remained expressionless.
Cheng Yunan preferred to play the straight ball and said, "It's like this, our factory is planning to launch a holiday gift box, and I plan to use paper packaging bags, so I came to you!"
"Do you have any requirements for packaging bags?" Director Liao asked excitedly.
I really came here to bring him business.
You can make more money doing this kind of work than producing matchboxes.
“This is the gift box pattern I designed. Do you think it can be made?” Cheng Yunan even drew a blueprint for it. On it was not only the name of their factory, but also the logo of Red Maple Commune.
Cheng Yunan didn’t come up with a complicated or meaningful name, so he just called it Hongfeng Food Processing Factory.
Honghuo Fengshou! It is pronounced the same as Hongfeng County, which makes people think of Hongfeng County when it is mentioned. It is no easier to remember than other names.
"That's not difficult. What do you want?"
"My requirement is that the paper is thick, three-dimensional, and like this..." Cheng Yunan picked up the pen and quickly drew the final style.
Director Liao's eyes became hot as he looked at her paintings.
"This kind of paper bag can bear a certain weight and is not easily torn. The most important thing is that it is easy to carry."
"Well, Director Liao, how much do you think my product costs?" If the cost is too high, Cheng Yunan would feel it is unnecessary.
"The cost price is about 8 cents to 10 cents. The specific price will be determined after the product is completed."
"Well, OK, then please Director Liao, please hurry up and get them out. I need 100 tomorrow morning, and I will definitely place additional orders later. What do you think..."
Director Liao frowned, "That's a bit weird."
The main thing is to re-make the version, which is a waste of time, he hesitated.
"Director Liao, this batch of gift boxes we brought to the textile factory is for the people in the main factory as souvenirs. Just think about it, when my gift boxes are delivered to the provincial capital and the packaging bags are also favored by the other party, then your paper shell factory will also become famous. Then you don't have to worry about not having business knocking on your door!
I believe Director Liao wants to expand the paper shell factory like me and create more income for the commune and the public, right? "
Well! It must be said that Cheng Yunan's last words touched his heart.
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