"Mom, you can't die! If something happens to you, I'll lose my mom!"
“Your mother is useless too, what do you need her for?” Xie Lanhua squeezed out a sentence.
"mom!"
Afterwards, Qin Xiaoyu thought about the incident. She didn't know whether it was more important to bring Master Zheng back to the factory or to reconcile with the Xie mother and daughter. In any case, she had passed this hurdle. She felt that she had taken another step closer to her goal.
"Aunt Xie, that was too risky. What if you had really broken it?" Qin Xiaoyu was still scared when she thought about it.
“When she fell, I covered her with everything I could. It looked fancy from the outside, but she was actually fine. I just wanted to scare her. This child is stubborn; she won't admit defeat until she sees the coffin.” Xie Lanhua sighed.
"She's not stupid, she probably figured it out too. But you've gone to such lengths, it wouldn't make sense if she didn't turn back." Qin Xiaoyu knew that Master Zheng also played a part in this, one pulling forward and the other retreating. Director Fei wasn't stupid either.
Master Zheng quickly returned to the technical department. Fortunately, his file hadn't been touched yet, so personnel arrangements were easy. Qin Xiaoyu directly gave him the position of technical director.
"What's a supervisor? How is that like being a eunuch?" Master Zheng muttered to himself, but still took up the post.
As for Da Cui and his group, they were all sullen and embarrassed. They were ridiculed by the crowd as soon as they entered the workshop, which was a big loss for them. From then on, they were no longer close to Director Fei. You can only see who is reliable when you encounter a problem.
Although Director Fei wasn't very quick-witted, she had one redeeming quality: she was incorruptible and impartial. She was absolutely capable of handling production. If the production target was seventy units, she would deliver sixty-nine.
Riyue Clothing was continuously being shipped out of the factory, half to the provincial capital and half to Hengchang. Business was booming. In the city, women who didn't own a piece of Riyue Clothing were embarrassed to show their faces. Qin Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief and could move on to the next step of her plan.
Director Feng's publicity arrangements were very effective. After the interview was broadcast on television, Riyue Apparel's reputation grew even stronger, and Hengchang's business also flourished.
What troubles my cousin-in-law the most right now is the lack of manpower, because she has reached her limit due to the limitation on the number of employees she can hire.
"The policy will be relaxed, just wait a little longer and be patient," Qin Xiaoyu comforted her.
"how long?"
"Sigh, I don't know. Huh? Longlong didn't go out?"
Qin Xiaoyu was curious when she saw Tang Long's tricycle tied up in the yard.
"Your brother twisted his back while unloading cargo last time, and now he's relying entirely on Longlong for help." His sister-in-law sighed, and Qin Xiaoyu realized that this was a problem that needed to be solved, not something that could be left unresolved.
Now, including her, there are four shop owners in total, and 24 employees in addition to them.
When Hengchang Department Store first opened, it mainly targeted nearby residents, offering extended shopping hours in the evenings, and attracted quite a few shoppers. After Riyue Apparel opened, more and more women came to shop there after work in the evenings.
Although labor laws were not yet fully developed at the time, Qin Xiaoyu still stipulated that employees would only work eight hours a day. That is to say, apart from her cousin's family, other sales clerks would mainly work from the afternoon to the evening.
When the large-scale relocation began and the surrounding area became a construction site, Qin Xiaoyu discovered that the purchasing power for daily necessities not only did not decrease, but actually increased.
At that time, building houses was almost entirely done by hand, with little machinery available. As a result, large areas of temporary housing were built around the construction site. Starting from around six in the morning, people would knock on the door to buy things—a pack of cigarettes, a bag of salt.
Seeing her sister-in-law's dark circles, Qin Xiaoyu had no choice but to divide the sales staff into two shifts. This made them even more short-staffed.
Ding Xiaoru's Liunian Xiaozhu is independently managed. She has six people under her: three make the pastries on-site, two sell the goods and drinks, and one is responsible for washing the tableware. She also drives her own car to transport materials and manages the accounts.
Besides Qin Xiaoyu, her cousin, her cousin's wife, and Tang Long, the department store has a total of 24 salespersons, divided into two shifts, with only 12 people in each shift.
Two other people were also on duty, handling both purchasing and picking up goods separately. There was one warehouse manager, and Qin Xiaoyu added an accountant to maintain transparency in the accounting. Thus, across the four departments—department store, hardware store, groceries store, and clothing store—only two people were on duty at a time.
With such a large volume of goods, we bring in dozens of boxes at a time, and it all depends on our own family members carrying them to the warehouse. No wonder my cousin couldn't handle it.
“I know you’re in a difficult position, but there’s nothing we can do about it. I heard that if you hire too many people and it’s discovered, you’ll be punished; it’s illegal.” My cousin-in-law was timid.
"Auntie! The rain boots you said you'd get, why haven't they arrived yet? Another customer is here to order them." A sales clerk ran over.
"It'll be soon, tell him it'll be soon," my cousin's wife could only manage a perfunctory reply.
The rainy season is almost here, and there are construction sites all around, so it will be muddy and impassable. Qin Xiaoyu knows that the sales of rain boots will be substantial.
"This isn't the only item that's out of stock right now; we can't keep up with the demand."
"Aren't there two people in charge of purchasing? Why can't they come over?"
"Not to mention how troublesome it is to get invoices and make payments at the secondary station, picking up goods from the warehouse is also a problem. You have to carry everything yourself, bring it back, and then unload it. One person can only complete one order a day." My sister-in-law shook her head.
Qin Xiaoyu frowned, realizing that the problem lay in the fact that they could bring in just one item a day.
She had gone to pick up goods before. Back then, it was a planned economy, and all the materials in the country were centrally allocated, distributed level by level through wholesale stations. The largest of the secondary stations, Warehouse 401, was the size of a factory, with railway tracks inside. Goods were brought in by entire railcars.
There are dozens of shoe warehouses, with men's, women's, children's, summer and winter styles categorized separately. If you encounter a warehouse manager with poor management skills, five pairs might come out of one warehouse, and then you'd have to run around for ten minutes to get five more pairs from another location. It's exhausting, not to mention the extremely poor attitude. They're just doing their job, they're not afraid of you taking away their livelihood.
This salesman is really unfortunate. He's supposed to be doing sales, but it's no different from being a laborer. The warehouse manager just takes him to a place and points it out randomly. He has to climb ladders and carry it down. It's really tough for him. No wonder his efficiency is low.
"I'll try to see if the garment factory can help."
Qin Xiaoyu said this, but it was difficult to say it to the other side. Right now, all the goods for Riyue Clothing were delivered by the garment factory, and the other side was also short-handed and complaining.
My cousin-in-law poured out her troubles to her for a long time, and she felt much better, so she went back to her work.
Qin Xiaoyu came downstairs and saw that the courtyard was very lively, with people coming and going from time to time.
Just then, a tricycle rode in from outside, carrying a small mountain of goods.
"Sister-in-law, I've brought the rain boots back." It was salesman Liu who spoke.
The warehouse manager had already run over to open the warehouse. The tricycle driver untied the ropes binding the goods and squatted down in the shade to watch the two men unload the goods box by box.
"How much is this trip?" another tricycle driver asked, coming over.
"piece."
“Not many, they’ve all gone up into the sky!” the man said.
Qin Xiaoyu's eyes lit up. There were quite a few people using tricycles to haul goods these days, and most of them were strong laborers. Because many factories were struggling, some people had no choice but to find their own way to make a living.
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