Just when Zhao Xiaohai was about to lie down and rest for a while, the phone rang.
Jin Lulu said, "Xiao Hai, someone from the Industry and Commerce Bureau just came and told us to go to the Bureau for a meeting this afternoon."
"Meeting?"
Zhao Xiaohai couldn't guess what meeting he was going to hold.
"Did you say anything happened?"
"No, but it's not just our store that was notified. Many larger stores and stalls on the street have received the notice, but it seems that they are all selling goods. Those restaurants, barber shops, and shoe repair shops were not notified." Li Xiangqian said.
Zhao Xiaohai thought about it,
I didn't care too much.
You'll know when you get there.
Zhao Xiaohai rode a motorcycle to the Municipal Industrial and Commercial Bureau. There were already quite a few people in the yard, all of them self-employed business owners. Many of them knew Zhao Xiaohai. As soon as Zhao Xiaohai appeared, they greeted him and Zhao Xiaohai responded with a smile.
The conference room was more like a large classroom, with pictures of great men on the walls and slogans on both sides, but they had been changed to slogans about promoting economic development. Individual business owners sat down on the benches one after another, waiting for the meeting to begin.
No one knew what they were called here for, and those who knew each other gathered together and chattered.
"Lao Wang, what's the matter with calling us to this meeting?"
"How would I know? Could it be that the policy has changed again? We've only been doing this for a year, are we going to stop?"
"I was so worried last night that I didn't even sleep well."
"Please don't do that. My family depends on the shop for our livelihood," said a woman.
"I don't think it's that serious. Everyone, stop guessing. The leader will definitely tell us what's going on."
The more unknown, the more fearful. No one knows what the leader will say to them in a while. After all, it is not impossible to call a halt now.
The door of the conference room was pushed open again, and several people walked in. The person in the lead was familiar to everyone, Director Zheng from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau.
I haven't seen the last few.
Several people sat down on the podium. Director Zheng looked at the merchants with worried expressions on their faces and said, "I heard a few of what everyone was talking about just now. Don't worry, the policy will not be stopped. I called you all here today for other reasons."
Everyone felt relieved when they heard this.
"Let me introduce the people on the stage. This is Director Wang from Nanyang, the director of the Nanyang Flint Factory. This is Director Ma from Xuchang, the director of the Umbrella Oilcloth Factory. This is Director Qian from the Luoyang Brush Factory. This is Director Liu from the Xinxiang Jacquard Fabric Factory. And finally, this is Director Lü from the Second Garment Factory in Zhoukou."
Director Zheng introduced them one by one.
The people in the audience were still confused, not knowing what relationship these people had with them.
"Here's what's going on. A few days ago, the provincial light industry union convened a meeting, and several factory managers attended. Their factories were all facing difficulties: a backlog of unsold products. The reasons varied: some were incorrect product models, some were returned by the supply and marketing cooperatives, and some were due to declining market spending power. In short, there was a product backlog."
"We negotiated with the supply and marketing cooperatives, but they couldn't solve the problem. The products just couldn't be sold. Later, the provincial leaders thought of Dehua Street."
"Our Dehua Street is a supplementary force to the formal commercial channels. We called everyone here today to discuss and see if there is any way to sell these goods and solve the problem of product backlogs in these factories."
When the people in Dehua Street heard what was going on, their worries were immediately relieved. Someone asked:
"Boss, I don't know how to sell it. What should we do?"
Director Zheng looked at the person who had spoken and said with a smile, "It's very simple. If you think you can sell these goods, we will sell them to you. Of course, the price will definitely be cheaper, even more favorable than the original wholesale price. The specific discount depends on how you negotiate with the factory. We at the Industrial and Commercial Bureau are just the matchmaker."
After saying this, he looked at several factory directors and said, "Directors, please each of you introduce your situation so that the comrades on Dehua Street can have a better idea of who can take over and find a way to sell it."
Several factory managers introduced themselves.
For example, the flint factory has a backlog of more than two tons of flint, which is equivalent to over 100 million pieces, with a total value of more than 100,000 yuan. The supply and marketing cooperative sells it to the outside world at 5 pieces for one cent, and their wholesale price is 10 pieces for one cent.
It seems that the profit margin has doubled, but the market for this thing is very small. Nowadays, people generally use matches, and few people use lighters, so the sales of flints naturally cannot increase.
Another example is the brush factory. In the past, brushes were one of the four treasures of the study and were commonly used tools, but now people all write with fountain pens. Apart from calligraphers and painters, there are only a few people who use brushes. Not many ordinary workers practice calligraphy. Who would practice calligraphy when they can't even get enough food to eat?
The brush factory has quite a bit of inventory, no less than hundreds of thousands of brushes.
Many merchants murmured after hearing this.
With so much goods, it will probably take decades to sell them.
The last person to speak was Director Lu of Zhoukou's Second Garment Factory. He was in his fifties and the moment he opened his mouth he shocked the merchants present.
"Our second garment factory mainly produces children's clothing. We previously had an agreement with the supply and marketing cooperatives to supply our products to these cooperatives in multiple provinces. This year, some provincial supply and marketing cooperatives introduced products from other garment factories, causing our products to become unsold. We later had a large number of products returned. We had previously misjudged sales and produced a large amount, which resulted in a backlog."
"I have already apologized to the provincial leaders for this. This was caused by my negligence at work, but I guarantee that the quality of our clothes is fine."
"Let me tell you about the product backlog. We have summer, spring, autumn, and winter products. The fabrics include cotton, polyester, nylon, and seven or eight other types. The total number of clothing pieces is about 350,000. The wholesale price ranges from 1.5 yuan to 6 yuan, with a total value of 1.36 million yuan."
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