Lu Feng:.............
Four lipsticks were finalized in one night. Based on the market price of raw materials, the cost was around two yuan. If they were sold at six or seven yuan, the profit would be acceptable. If they were resold, the profit would be ten yuan.
Jiang Xiaoyan spent the whole night on the phone, and gradually began to resemble a boss. She no longer spoke in a questioning tone, but had her own ideas and started giving orders.
At 11 p.m., the lights in the room were turned off, and the moonlight outside the window was so bright. Lu Feng lay on the bed and felt a little tired, even more tired than after a day of work at Jiafeng Electronics.
The main problem was listening to a bunch of women chattering away, which gave him a headache. They even had to differentiate between different shades, like sunscreen, whitening cream, foundation, and serum. Lu Feng felt like they were conducting a chemistry experiment.
"The factory will be ready tomorrow, and they'll be reporting for work. I should call Fengxia." Jiang Xiaoyan was still muttering to herself, slowly moving closer to Lu Feng and squeezing her head over to ask, "I feel like she should know these things. If the factory price is two yuan, then our profit is one yuan. According to that calculation, those 80-cent ones we saw today only cost three or four cents at most. No wonder they're so hard to use."
"Go to sleep early, aren't you tired?" Lu Feng took a deep breath, feeling exhausted from the depths of his soul.
"What are you sleeping for? We're not finished yet!"
"Complete what?"
What do you think?
Jiang Xiaoyan, showing no embarrassment in the dim light, flipped over and mounted him.
Lu Feng lay on the bed, looking at the quartz clock on the wall. It was already 11:40. He felt completely drained, a feeling of physical and mental exhaustion he hadn't experienced in many years.
Accompanying Jiang Xiaoyan in starting her business felt even more tiring than starting it herself. She closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep, but Jiang Xiaoyan groped around beside her again.
The next morning, Jiang Xiaoyan, wearing an apron, stood by the bed and patted Lu Feng, saying, "Get up!"
"Huh?" Lu Feng glanced at Jiang Xiaoyan in a daze. She was wearing an apron and smelled of cooking oil. Her long hair was casually tied into a bun.
Her eyes seemed to sparkle, and she wore a faint smile. She exuded charm and spirit, the air of a young married woman.
"Aren't you sleepy?" Lu Feng asked, looking at her.
"I'm not sleepy. You've slept for ten hours. If you're tired, I'll go to the factory by myself this morning. Breakfast is on the table." Jiang Xiaoyan felt a little sorry for him when she saw how tired he was.
Lu Feng got up, intending to go with her, but he was too tired after breakfast, so he let Jiang Xiaoyan go alone. Back in the bedroom, Lu Feng lay down on the bed, muttering, "Busy during the day, tired at night, being a man is really tough!"
Jiang Xiaoyan drove alone to the factory gate. At that moment, she felt for the first time that life could be lived like this, as if she had reached the highlight of her life.
Stepping out of the car and into the factory in her high heels, Qian Nana was already waiting with a group of people. Seeing Jiang Xiaoyan arrive alone, she greeted her, "Good morning, President Jiang."
"Hello, Mr. Jiang!"
A chorus of greetings rose and fell. Jiang Xiaoyan had only ever been a housewife; she had never held such a high position in society before. For a moment, she felt a little smug.
"The boss is so beautiful!"
"This is so beautiful!"
"Let me tell you, I've met many female bosses, but President Jiang is definitely the most beautiful, like a fairy."
Jiang Xiaoyan smiled, in an indescribably good mood, and waved to Qian Nana, saying, "Let's have a meeting."
The kind of transformation from a housewife to a glamorous and alluring female CEO, dressed in beautiful clothes, is something every woman dreams of.
This is also one of the tactics used by micro-business owners in later generations. Regardless of whether they have achieved results or made money, they first bestow upon them the title of "General Manager" or "General Manager," and then start walking the red carpet, giving you the illusion of success and being the center of attention.
This approach has little effect on men. When Lu Feng was running the cannery, he was obsessed with money and didn't care about empty titles at all. Perhaps this is the fundamental difference between men and women.
Seven people came today, responsible for workshop production, finance, human resources, sales, product design and other affairs. This small factory is now fully staffed. Next, we will recruit some assembly line workers and then we can officially start production.
"President Jiang, this is the payroll. According to our initial budget, we will recruit 150 ordinary workers initially, plus our eight management team members. The estimated salary is 50,000 yuan. Do you have any questions?" Qian Nana handed over the payroll.
Jiang Xiaoyan carefully flipped through the pages.
If Lu Feng were here, upon hearing this salary figure, he would probably throw the report in her face on the spot. The salary of an ordinary worker is around two hundred, so one hundred and fifty people would earn thirty thousand yuan. Adding Qian Nana's ten thousand yuan, that means these seven people would receive a high salary of ten thousand yuan!
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