Chapter 382 Sales Share of Old Wall Clocks
The next morning, as soon as Su Xiaoxiao arrived at the department store, Yan Guohua called her to the conference room.
She always arrived on time, and when she knocked on the door and entered the meeting room, she found that the managers and directors of various departments were all there.
Seeing her come in, Yan Guohua nodded seriously: "You can start now."
Su Xiaoxiao: “…”
It seems that all these leaders are waiting for her alone. This is too embarrassing. If she had known that there would be a group meeting, she would have tied her neck to the door handle and got up early.
However, it is obviously too late.
She quietly found a corner seat with the least presence, and was about to sit down when she heard Yan Guohua call her: "Xiao Su, come and sit here. Your department is the main force in today's matter."
Su Xiaoxiao: “…”
What's the difference between this and pooping in the street? Only a few people at the back noticed that she was late, but now everyone sitting there has seen it. She is so embarrassed.
Other new officials start their job with three major moves, but for her, this is just a social failure.
Facing the inquiring gazes of the leaders, Su Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth and sat next to Yan Guohua, and the meeting officially began.
The meeting mainly discussed solutions to the year-end sales tasks assigned by higher authorities.
Yan Guohua looked at them one by one, and finally his gaze landed on Su Xiaoxiao. "Xiao Su, you've just taken office, so you might not be aware. But with the increase in self-employed individuals over the past two years, our department store is no longer dominated by a single company. Unsold goods and accumulated inventory are money. So, starting last year, the head office has been clearing out inventory at the end of each year, compiling unsaleable goods and distributing them to our department stores for distribution. If we meet our targets, we'll all have a good year this year."
Su Xiaoxiao came from the modern era, so of course she was aware of the current situation. She was afraid that in a few years, department stores would be completely replaced by private enterprises, becoming the trend of the times and disappearing from the stage of history with the passage of time.
However, many department store employees have not yet realized this problem. They still think that department stores are iron rice bowls. As long as they go to work and leave work on time, and sell a lot or a little, their wages will be paid on time.
This has resulted in many salespeople becoming passive and slacking off at work, and having a perfunctory attitude towards their work.
Su Xiaoxiao nodded, and then she heard Yang Guohua continue, "This time, the sales task assigned by the higher-ups is to sell a batch of unsold old-fashioned wall clocks from state-owned factories. The number is 6,000. The quantity is large, and the task is heavy. We can't put all the pressure on the sales department. All departments should actively participate, each claiming a few, to help complete the sales task as soon as possible."
After Yan Guohua finished speaking, the group of leading cadres present lowered their heads and dared not look at him.
Nowadays, everyone is keen on buying new quartz clocks. Who would be willing to spend a lot of money on a bulky and outdated old-fashioned wall clock?
Su Xiaoxiao thought to herself that the old-fashioned wall clocks had not completely withdrawn from the market, but were gradually becoming less popular than quartz clocks.
In comparison, although wall clocks are cheaper than quartz clocks, they need to be wound and lubricated regularly, otherwise they will easily stop or be damaged, and the cost of using them is too high.
Quartz clocks only need to replace batteries regularly, which has low maintenance costs and is more convenient to use.
However, she remembered reading a news report in modern times that a vintage wall clock from the 1970s in good condition was sold at auction for over 1,500 yuan.
The current price of an old-fashioned wall clock is about 20 to 30 yuan. If you are dealing with inventory, the price will probably be lower.
According to the conversion ratio of one to one hundred, if the cost of the wall clock is twenty yuan, it is equivalent to two thousand yuan in modern times. In addition, she has the mall's one-to-one rebate mechanism. As long as she can sell a wall clock for more than one thousand yuan, she can make a profit.
Moreover, the department store should also receive a bonus for the wall clocks sold, so considering this, this business is still quite profitable.
Items in good condition of around 9.5 yuan can be sold for more than 1,500 yuan, and all of her items are brand new.
Thinking of this, Su Xiaoxiao immediately became excited. If the cost of one unit was 20 yuan, she could earn 1,000 yuan even if she sold it for 1,500 yuan. Selling three units would almost be enough for her monthly salary.
The meeting was still going on, and a group of leaders lowered their heads and eyes, fearing that the general manager would assign sales tasks to them.
Who cares about antiques these days? Even at a discount, let alone twenty bucks, people wouldn't buy them.
Yan Guohua glanced over and his eyebrows furrowed. What a bunch of idiots. They were usually more enthusiastic than rabbits when it came to good things, but now that they had sales tasks, they all retreated into their shells and acted like turtles?
He slammed the table. "Are you all speechless? Hurry up! According to your rank, come here and sign to claim the sales. At least 50 units per person."
After the words were spoken, no one moved.
There are still fifty units left, even if I only had ten, I would probably be disappointed.
"General Manager, I'm willing to claim one hundred wall clocks."
Just when no one spoke, Liu Changjiang jumped out.
He is now just an ordinary salesperson in a department store. Normally, he is not qualified to attend the meeting, but he is shameless and still comes to take advantage of it.
No one has claimed the sales task right now, isn't this a good opportunity for him to show his abilities?
Seeing everyone's eyes on him, Liu Changjiang's vanity was greatly satisfied. He glanced at Su Xiaoxiao, who hadn't said anything beside him. "Manager Su, as a new official, shouldn't you show some ability? I, a former sales manager, have claimed a hundred units. You, the newcomer, should be more capable than me, right?"
Su Xiaoxiao was thinking about how many machines she should claim. If she claimed too many, she was afraid others would think she was showing off. If she claimed too few, it would delay her from making money. Just as she was struggling with this, she heard Liu Changjiang's words.
Giving him an idiotic look, Su Xiaoxiao stood up and said, "General Manager, Comrade Liu is right. As the sales manager, this is our department's responsibility. I've thought about it and decided to take on 3,000 units. I'll ask the other leaders to help with the rest."
Liu Changjiang's smile froze immediately. Did this little girl think this wall clock was a hot seller? And three thousand of them? He thought it looked like three thousand.
The corners of his mouth twitched. "Manager Su, you're too young. You probably don't understand the current market. Everyone likes to buy quartz clocks now. These old-fashioned wall clocks don't sell well."
"Comrade Liu, you're wrong. Regardless of whether this product sells well or not, as salespeople, we must rise to the challenge and do everything we can to sell it. We must work hard for the collective honor of our entire supply and marketing system. If we give up because of this little difficulty, we might as well just go home and lie down."
"You...isn't it just a few thousand? General Manager, I've claimed the remaining three thousand. What Su Xiaoxiao can do, I, Liu Changjiang, can do as well, and even better than her."
He could lose face but not the battle, so he just went toe to toe with this damn girl.
He turned to look at Su Xiaoxiao: "Manager Su, how about we make a bet to see who can sell all these wall clocks faster?"
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