"Hua'er, is what you said true?" Sister Xia asked doubtfully.
"Of course, even though I don't like this guy, he's still very talented. He even owns a clothing factory. The Fengfeng brand clothing we once bought was produced by his factory."
Huaer had bought some very novel clothes for the female workers in the factory several times, and she didn't expect that they were produced by the young factory in front of her.
Sister Xia immediately put away her contempt for Wan Feng.
Sister Xia is an advanced worker in the hosiery factory. She has been working here since its early days. It has been more than ten years now and she has deep feelings for the factory.
"Hua'er's brother, what you just said may make sense. I've been here since the factory was founded. More than ten years have passed, and our products have barely changed since the beginning. They've always been the same, with the same variety. I'm also worried that after the reform, our factory will be in trouble."
These state-owned and collective enterprises have been eating from the big pot of planned economy for many years, and they have no psychological sense of crisis and motivation to seek innovation and change. Once they switch to a market economy model and their products lose the sales channels of the planned economy, they will panic, so their future decline is inevitable.
This day will not be too far away at all, two years, they only have two years to react.
If they react promptly, they can survive for ten or twenty years. If they react slowly for three or two years, they will be submerged in the tide of reform.
"It's not that you're worried, but you're bound to get into trouble. Fortunately, if you can identify problems now and make timely changes, you may still be able to survive."
Sister Xia was a little skeptical about Wan Feng's words. After all, they were also state workers, so how could they have survival problems?
"Hua'er's brother, you're saying our factory won't be able to survive in the future? That's unlikely, isn't it?"
"It's not unlikely, it's absolutely possible."
They now dare not even imagine that in a few years there will be a wave of layoffs of millions of workers, and Beiliao Province will be the province hardest hit by this wave.
In his previous life, in 1992, Wan Feng worked in a factory in Hongya that specialized in producing air pumps for three years. He was laid off in 1995 and was laid off without even receiving a penny of severance pay.
Since then, he has worked in business, moved bricks at construction sites, planted crops, and repaired household appliances and machinery...
The past is too painful to recall.
"Hua'er's brother, what do you think should be done if our factory is to undergo reforms?"
"I don't have much to say about the system. I'll just talk about the products. You should be designing new products to cope with the upcoming market changes. It's inevitable that these outdated products will be eliminated by the market. If you can't produce some new materials without new equipment, then you should tap into the potential of existing equipment, such as these nylon stockings..."
Wan Feng casually picked up a pair of milky white women's socks with an inconspicuous little flower embroidered on the waistband.
"Like these socks, you could definitely make significant changes to the colors and patterns. For example, could you make the socks transparent? Could you weave all over them with brightly colored flowers of all shapes? Could you replace nylon with something else for men's socks? And instead of always using blue and black, could you weave them pure white? If you're willing to change, I can design dozens of different styles and colors for you. It would definitely be better than the same old product you've been making for over a decade."
Sister Xia was silent for more than ten seconds: "I'll report this to the factory."
"Sister Huaer, bring your colleagues to my place for lunch. Our restaurant and hotel will probably be completed in a few days, but the accommodation issue..."
If there is really no other choice, I can only go to my grandfather's house to sleep and leave the house to Huaer and the others.
"The factory car will come to pick us up in the evening. We brought our own lunch, so we just need to figure out how to heat it up when the time comes."
That's good too.
Wan Feng came out of the rented house of the hosiery factory and turned into the bedding factory.
If Wan Feng was surprised to see Huaer, he was shocked when he saw Jia Chunyan.
"Sister Jia, you actually came here too. Is the sun going to set in the east today?"
"Hehe, you always say unexpected things, why can't I come?"
While speaking, he gave Wan Feng a wink.
This mentally ill woman is here again.
"Aren't you a section chief? A section chief is a state official. Why would he come here?"
"Because I'm in the sales department, it's only natural for me to be here. Besides, who are you talking about? Am I that old?"
Isn’t a woman who is almost thirty considered old?
The products of the bedding factory include quilts, mattresses, clothes, etc.
There is nothing special about bedding, and people's requirements for bedding don't seem to be very high now.
Wan Feng looked at the clothes and pants brought from the clothing factory and shook his head. It was still the same old stuff: Qianjin uniforms, Zhongshan suits, baggy pants...
How can these products be sold?
I don’t know whether the clothing factory accepts orders from outside.
"Does your factory do outsourcing?"
"Outsourcing?"
"It means that others provide you with the pattern and ask you to make it, and then pay you the cost and processing fee."
Jia Chunyan shook her head: "I haven't done it."
"Then go back and ask Director Liu. If you're interested, I can provide you with some orders. As long as the price is reasonable, I will continue to provide you with orders."
Nowadays, the formation of a wholesale market is almost an industry that cannot be avoided in the clothing processing industry. After all, clothing and food occupy the top two places in the four necessities of life.
When people have enough food to eat, clothing becomes important, so most of the people doing business in the early days of reform and opening up had some connection with the clothing industry.
The largest supplier of clothing at the Wahou Market now comes from Fengfeng Garment Factory, followed by some nearby individual processing points driven by Fengfeng Garment Factory.
Luan Ying’s pants are such a processing point.
Including these processing points, there are only more than a thousand pieces of clothing on the market in a day, which is not enough for the market to absorb.
However, there is almost no market for the clothes sold by the bedding factory. Since their production capacity is idle, it is better to have them processed by him. If the bedding factory can be taken over, the output will be considerable.
"Okay, I'll ask the factory manager for you when I get back."
Finally, Wan Feng entered the textile printing and dyeing factory.
The goods from textile printing and dyeing factories are relatively simple. They just put the pieces of cloth against the wall or vertically on the shelves like in stores. The price is mainly based on the factory price, but it is slightly higher than the factory price and slightly lower than the retail price in stores.
This price is more suitable for the market, so many people are already choosing fabrics.
Wan Feng didn't know the person from the textile printing and dyeing factory very well, so he just looked around the room and walked out.
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