Chapter 98 She's such a good boss: What ideals can a working person talk to you about?
Wang Xiao crossed her arms and looked him up and down, her gaze like a soft brush, repeatedly sweeping over him.
She leaned back slightly, staring intently at him: "How will you serve me?"
Wu Haoyu went straight up and picked her up, saying succinctly, "To put you to sleep."
Wow, that's pretty straightforward, huh? Good for you.
As a result, the young man put her on the bed, covered her with the blanket, crawled in himself, hugged her, closed his eyes, and actually fell asleep.
Wang Xiao was stunned for a full three seconds.
Seriously, buddy, you've been taking a while to get going.
Wu Haoyu stretched out his arm, closed his eyes, and gently patted her back: "Go to sleep, you have things to do tomorrow."
hehe.
Is Wang Xiao really that cooperative?
When she wants to cause trouble, she can be incredibly reckless.
She lifted her foot, aiming straight for the vital spot.
However, Wu Haoyu reacted quickly, clamping her feet between his legs and gently persuading her, "You should sleep well so your feet won't get cold."
Wang Xiao wanted to retort that if he hadn't wasted her time, she would have gone to bed earlier and her feet wouldn't have been freezing outside.
But Wu Haoyu's feet were as hot as a furnace, warm and comfortable.
Realistic people like Wang Xiao naturally want to enjoy life while they can.
So she kept drying the clothes until she fell asleep.
Wu Haoyu breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and hugged her tighter before he dared to relax and fall asleep.
Unfortunately, he relaxed too soon, and he soon learned what it meant to have no sleeping posture at all.
Wang Xiao can turn over completely while sleeping, and she even kicks off the blanket.
Wu Haoyu covered her with the blanket three times, and finally had to hold her waist to make sure that her belly was barely covered by the blanket.
This is the limit.
To achieve this goal, Wu Haoyu was kicked several times.
When Wang Xiao opened his eyes in the morning, he was incredulous: "You used to sleep really well."
This wasn't the first time they'd shared a bed; things had been quite harmonious in the past.
Wang Xiao said lazily, "I just didn't have the strength before."
Why am I so weak? Because the fairies fought each other before I went to sleep.
Nothing happened last night, but she was full of energy and quite a handful.
Wang Xiao's foot slid slowly down his chest, finally stopping, and she said with a half-smile, "Now you have the strength."
Early in the morning, a time when one is naturally full of energy.
Wu Haoyu originally wanted to say that he didn't actually have to do that. He came over last night simply to hold her while she slept.
To put it more poetically, it's about two people greeting the morning sun together.
Unfortunately, he was, after all, a young man full of vigor. How could he possibly be in a romantic mood when he was in the same bed with a healthy, mature man and woman, dressed lightly and in good health, so early in the morning?
It turned into an action movie.
Fortunately, Wang Xiao remembered that he had something to do today, so he only took a small part of it.
Half an hour later, she went to take a shower feeling refreshed.
No wonder all the demons wanted to eat Tang Sanzang's flesh. Look at my face in the mirror, it's so beautiful.
She bothered others last night, but it didn't affect her own sleep; her dark circles have even faded.
Wang Xiao wore a modified Hanfu dress and carefully applied exquisite makeup.
Although deep down, she doesn't agree with the logic that wearing makeup is a sign of respect for others.
But if she wants to get the order today, she has to follow the client's mindset.
After tidying up, Wang Xiao put on a shawl.
It's still a bit chilly going out in the morning in March, and besides, this shawl looks really nice.
Because peacock feathers were used, the colors changed with the light, like ripples on water.
Having your own personalized customization service is so awesome!
As they left their room and took the elevator, Wang Xiao and Wu Haoyu ran into a buying representative from Imai Department Store.
Wu Haoyu introduced the two parties with a smile and remarked, "What a coincidence."
Mr. Mitsui, the Japanese buyer representative, smiled politely and praised Wang Xiao, saying she was very beautiful and a radiant lady.
They chatted and smiled all the way, but when they arrived at the restaurant, they sat at separate tables.
Because Imai Department Store stipulates that buyers must not accept any banquets or hospitality from the supplier, not even eating at the same table, to prevent any potential hidden bribes.
Even when the Japanese staff went to the Friendship Store yesterday, they were accompanied by their own translators, and the Chinese side had absolutely no involvement.
Wang Xiao thought it was fine; it was all done in a professional manner.
After all, nobody likes socializing with people they don't know well unless it's necessary.
Ms. He from Yunjin was already waiting in the restaurant. When she saw Wang Xiao, she immediately waved.
Once the two were closer, Ms. He lowered her voice and asked, "Um, are we really not even going to treat them to breakfast?"
Although the food at Jinning Hotel is really expensive, a simple breakfast costs ten yuan, enough for a thrifty family to eat for a week.
But if they really wanted to treat them to a meal, their Yunjin Research Institute could afford it.
After all, they've been making money ever since Wang Xiao introduced the orders.
Are the Japanese devils really this despicable? So outrageous, don't they really take a single needle or thread from the people?
Hey, back then they were all-out scorched earth, they wouldn't even spare a chicken feather in the village.
Wang Xiao waved his hand and replied softly, "We have to respect other people's work discipline."
Since all the expenses for the buyers are covered by Imai Department Store, they don't need to pay out of their own pockets. Why should they bother?
Without receipts, it's troublesome for people to get reimbursed.
Ms. He was still uneasy: "Won't they think we didn't treat them well?"
Wang Xiao had to explain: "For buyers, getting their hands on the hottest products is the most important thing. Compared to sales commissions, our meager earnings are simply not enough to compete with them."
The waiter came over and asked them what they wanted to eat.
Wang Xiao ordered herself a bowl of shrimp wontons. Wontons made with the tail meat of peach blossom shrimp are at their best during the peach blossom season.
Wu Haoyu ordered a basket of xiaolongbao (soup dumplings) to drink with soy milk.
Ms. He was absent-minded and had no appetite at all. But she couldn't skip breakfast, so she just ordered a bowl of congee with preserved egg and lean pork.
After breakfast was served, Wu Haoyu noticed that vinegar hadn't been included. He didn't bother the waiter and simply went to the window to get it himself.
Wang Xiao had just put the spoon into the blue and white porcelain bowl, but hadn't had time to scoop out the wontons yet.
A young woman approached her, greeting her somewhat nervously: "Hello, Ms. Wang, I'd like to offer my services."
Wang Xiao turned his head in confusion and saw that the girl was wearing a dark green corduroy jacket and jeans. She had a perm, her eyebrows were drawn, and she was wearing lipstick.
Although Wang Xiao thought it would be better not to wear eyebrows and lipstick at all, she was still quite curious and asked, "What are you recommending yourself for?"
Since the Southern Tour speeches were announced, she instructed Feng Zhonglin, Xiang Dong, and Tang Yicheng to intensify their efforts to recruit talent. Taking advantage of the relaxed policies in various companies encouraging employees to take unpaid leave, they should recruit more professional talent.
It seems to be working quite well; even talented individuals are actively seeking us out.
Although the way he looked for it was a bit strange.
But Wang Xiao still thought that at least the other person's courage was commendable.
The girl's first words were: "I want to promote our factory's color TVs. Our color TVs are no worse than those from Longhua."
Ms. Feng was completely confused. How did this bring up Longhua color TVs again?
Longhua TVs are doing very well now; she even saw it in the newspaper—they've entered the Russian market and are selling like hotcakes.
Wu Haoyu brought over a small dish of vinegar, looking at the unfamiliar young woman with a hint of doubt.
Wang Xiao continued stirring the wonton soup in the bowl, then said, "OK, you have the time it takes to eat a meal to persuade me to accept your factory's color TVs."
Overjoyed, the young woman immediately plopped down on a stool and began to promote herself: "My name is Chen Mengning. The color TVs produced by our Snowflake Electronics Factory are of excellent quality, but we've been suppressed."
Chen Mengning's story is quite simple, and can be considered a microcosm of the development of private enterprises.
Snowflake Electronics Factory is a privately owned enterprise that started as a family workshop.
Starting in the early 1980s, more than 100 color TV production lines were introduced across the country. Of course, none of these were privately owned.
But the officials were too powerful.
Through their uncanny methods, private enterprises have been incorporated into these more than one hundred production lines.
Riding the wave of the rapid development of domestic color TVs, Snowflake Electronics Factory also went into production at a great pace.
By 1988, their annual production of color TVs had exceeded 50,000 units, which was quite a large scale.
However, in 1989, China began to rectify its economy, and private enterprises were the first to be targeted.
Initially, the focus was on cracking down on tax evasion, which was acceptable to everyone. After all, people knew they should pay taxes.
However, as it developed, it became a matter of indiscriminately eliminating emerging enterprises outside the state-owned system, with the booming home appliance industry being the focus of the crackdown, and refrigerators, color TVs, washing machines and the like bearing the brunt.
The methods used to rectify the situation were also very simple, crude, and effective.
One option is to directly declare that all products manufactured by non-state-owned entities are of inferior quality, and to shut down factories and cease production.
Second, they demanded that non-designated factories cease production on the grounds of violating central government documents.
Snowflake Electronics Factory was forced to close down amidst this wave of shutdowns.
Chen Mengning's father was so angry that he fell ill and was bedridden.
He finally made it to the beginning of this year and heard about the Southern Tour speeches, which made him think that there was hope for the electronics factory again.
As a result, the old man got too excited, drank too much, suffered a cerebral hemorrhage, and couldn't be saved, so he passed away.
Overwhelmed with grief, Chen Mengning wanted to follow in her father's footsteps, so she went out to search for markets all over the world.
She had heard that there were many opportunities at the Jinning Grand Hotel, so she waited there for more than half a month before finally meeting Wang Xiao. She immediately felt that he was the mentor she had been looking for.
“Last night you said that Longhua color TVs are very suitable for setting up a factory in Romania and selling color TVs there. I don’t think so.”
Wang Xiao didn't say anything or stop her, and just continued eating his wontons.
I have to say, the shrimp meat this season is really bouncy and delicious. One bite and the juice fills your mouth, it's so fresh it'll make your eyebrows fall off.
Chen Mengning boldly continued, "State-owned factories are used to the 'iron rice bowl' system and rely entirely on the benefits of national policies. Asking them to take even one more step could be their death sentence."
When they set up factories abroad, the people they selected weren't capable of doing the work, but rather were favored by their employers, who treated it as a perk to let them go abroad and experience the world.
They were like beads on an abacus, obeying orders in every action and waiting for instructions from their superiors. As long as they didn't make mistakes, saved on their allowances, waited until the deadline, and bought more foreign goods to bring back, they were done with it.
It's simply unrealistic to expect them to open up foreign markets.
Because they are all officials, not people who actually do the work.
People who are truly capable and achieve results don't stay long in state-owned factories.
Whether you do well or poorly, it's all the same. No matter how much money you make for the factory, you'll only get a bonus of a few dozen or a hundred yuan in the end.
The people around them were also making sarcastic remarks and gossiping.
Why does she know so much? Because she's also from a large factory family.
Even the color TV production lines at their family's Snowflake Electronics factory were introduced by his father's former workplace; one line produced color TVs, and the other produced refrigerators.
At the time, his father's workplace thought that since the government was giving them money, it would be a loss if they didn't take the opportunity to spend it. So they applied to the higher authorities and got foreign exchange to buy it.
In fact, that's not what the company does.
So after the production line came back, it was never put to use and just sat in the warehouse collecting dust.
His father and another uncle were both quite quick-witted.
They saved up their first pot of gold by working as Sunday engineers and doing business selling goods between urban and rural areas.
So they boldly bought the factory's production line and started their own production, which was much more profitable than when they were working at the company.
Such state-owned factories can barely scrape by and live off the benefits of government policies.
Setting up a factory abroad? That would really make us a laughing stock.
After finishing a bowl of peach blossom shrimp wontons, Wang Xiao put down his spoon and asked her, "Are your color TVs famous and high-quality products? Have they ever been exported?"
Chen Mengning opened his mouth, subconsciously emphasizing, "Our factory's color TVs have a very good reputation."
It's certainly not a famous brand product, and it's even less likely to have been exported. Its sales area is limited to surrounding provinces.
Private enterprises' products currently lack export qualifications, and the government will not grant them quotas.
Wang Xiao wiped his mouth with a tissue, then looked at her calmly: "So do you think your family's color TV has a core competitive advantage?"
Chen Mengning instinctively emphasized again, "The color TVs from our factory are really of very good quality, and they have a very good reputation."
Wang Xiao shook his head: "What I need is proof of core competitiveness, not just empty words. What you're emphasizing is meaningless in the market."
But Longhua color TVs are different; they are brand-name products and are exported to Europe. They have the relevant certifications and fully meet export standards.
These are features that your factory's products do not possess.
Seeing that she was about to leave, Chen Mengning instinctively reached out to stop her: "President Wang, can't you give our factory a chance? You know, it's not easy for women to work."
Wang Xiao smiled and said seriously, "I've already given you a chance. If you were a man, do you think I would listen to you say these things during a meal?"
She put down the tissue in her hand, nodded, and said goodbye, "Excuse me, I have an important client to meet, so I have to go now."
Chen Mengning said anxiously, "We're both women, why can't you be more understanding of me?"
A strong sense of unease welled up in Wang Xiao's heart, and he felt completely bewildered.
She earnestly advised the young woman: "When you think that because you're a woman you should receive preferential treatment and help at work, you've already lost. The most important thing in business is mutual benefit; if you can't achieve that, you're no good at being a woman."
Chen Mengning's face flushed red and then turned pale, but she had the courage to run up to Wang Xiao and volunteer herself, so she was naturally quite strong-willed.
At least she could still force herself to ask, "So what would it take for you to be willing to cooperate with our factory?"
"Unless your factory has a groundbreaking technology that other companies can't match, and the price-performance ratio is extremely high."
Otherwise, she'd be crazy to be so eager to find a good-for-nothing who has nothing and has to rely on her own abilities to overcome all the challenges.
So what is she after?
Is this targeted poverty alleviation? "Girl Helps Girl" refers to equality, friendship, and respect, not poverty alleviation.
She might as well import a production line herself and find a factory in Bucharest to start production.
The parts can be imported from Longhua TV Factory, and then assembled and sold in Romania.
It's not that she can't do it, but if she cooperates with Longhua, it will be more efficient and save her a lot of trouble.
Wang Xiaochong and Chen Mengning nodded: "I have to go now. I look forward to your product's technological breakthroughs and hope that we will have the opportunity to cooperate in the future."
Ms. Feng had already finished her porridge. She nodded to the others and followed Wang Xiao outside.
She was filled with questions.
She had nothing back then, no brand-name products, no export experience, and she was begging all over the world.
Why was Mr. Wang willing to help her? He even directly booked all of their Yunjin (brocade) orders.
Right now, everyone's non-machine-produced work is booked until the end of the year.
"Because you have core competitiveness."
Wang Xiao saw right through her thoughts and didn't want her to overthink it. "There are only about three hundred of you, in about ten teams, who can make Yun brocade. Your technology is your core competitiveness. As long as you have the technology and can produce it, I can figure out everything else."
Ms. Feng then realized what had happened and chuckled, "I thought I had made my way through by sheer recklessness."
At the time, she believed that Wang Xiao was giving face to General Manager Huang of Jinning Hotel, because General Manager Huang had acted as the middleman for her.
Ultimately, you still need real skills.
That's true, we can't let people lose money.
Ms. Feng turned her head and saw the girl still sitting at the table in a daze. She couldn't help but sigh, "She's quite bold, asking for help right away."
She was impressed by today's young people; at least she had tried to get in touch with Boss Huang before.
Now they skip this step and get straight to the point with their demands.
Wang Xiao smiled and said, "Actually, it's quite rare. If she were to become a middleman, her business would most likely be better than others."
Ms. Feng became curious: "Why?"
"You have the guts to ask for help."
Wang Xiao explained, "For example, when it comes to live-streaming sales, if you have the courage to ask customers with less luggage to help carry more, then you can transport more goods in one trip than others, and naturally you will make more money."
This is actually a kind of gender advantage. If it were a gay man, others might not be so willing to help. Young gay women, however, are more likely to receive help.
Ms. Feng laughed out loud: "Then she really chose the wrong profession. If she had become a nanny earlier, she might have made a name for herself by now."
She went to the restroom before the Japanese guests came out.
Wu Haoyu turned to look at Wang Xiao, wanting to know more about her: "So you really want to work with her?"
He felt that she seemed to really admire that girl.
Wang Xiao shook his head directly: "I had already passed on her before she even officially started promoting herself."
Wu Haoyu raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Why?"
"Because she's arrogant. The spot she's standing in was originally your seat."
You're already back, but she won't even go around to the empty seat across the street. Instead, she sits comfortably in the seat you vacated.
They didn't even say thank you.
What does this mean? It means she thinks you're unimportant; she's the more important person.
Wang Xiao stared into Wu Haoyu's eyes and said, word by word, "What makes her think you're unimportant? What does she mean to me? You are of course much more important than her."
This isn't just a lack of tact; it's arrogance and taking oneself far too seriously.
Wu Haoyu knew perfectly well that this was a matter of course.
Before today, Wang Xiao had never met this person and had no connection with him whatsoever.
He was just an unrelated passerby.
But when she said it herself, he was more important; no matter who he was compared to, at that moment, he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
He's beaming with joy right now.
Wang Xiao winked at him and praised, "You look so handsome. You look so handsome when you smile."
Wu Haoyu had to clear his throat; his ears were red.
Thank goodness, Ms. Feng is back, and the representatives from Imai Department Store have finished their breakfast and walked from the restaurant to the lobby.
After exchanging greetings, everyone got into the restaurant's car and headed to the Yunjin Research Institute.
Wang Xiao really broadened her horizons this time, as she saw the famous peacock feather brocade full-color gauze in the brocade craft exhibition hall.
This piece uses more than 120,000 gold, silver and colored threads, with crimson silk as the base, covered with auspicious cloud patterns, and decorated with dragon and sea patterns.
She counted them carefully, and sure enough, there were 17 dragons. The dragon patterns were decorated with peacock feather threads, real gold threads, and colorful velvet, making them exceptionally magnificent.
Honestly, Wang Xiao originally thought her haute couture was dazzling enough. But compared to this person, the dragon robe was truly different.
Another dragon robe was made for the Ryukyu Kingdom.
The dragon robe of the Ryukyu Kingdom is somewhat unique in that it has five claws.
In the past, the animals that the emperors of China bestowed upon their vassal states were all four-clawed.
The Ryukyu Islands have five claws, which represents the Chinese dynasty's recognition of them as friendly neighbors, not vassal states.
Wang Xiao subconsciously wanted to touch her nose; she was truly impressed by the tour guide.
What does it mean to say this in front of Japanese people?
Don't you know that ever since the United States handed over the administrative power of Ryukyu back to Japan in 1972, the Ryukyu people have been protesting for independence?
Sigh, in the end it's all that unreliable Jiang's fault.
If he hadn't had a falling out with his brother-in-law at a crucial moment, pushing away the Ryukyu Islands that his brother-in-law had already discussed with the US president, the map of China would be completely different.
Wang Xiao quickly changed the subject: "What's this over there? I don't think it looks like Yun brocade."
"This is Shu brocade, this is Song brocade, this is Hangzhou brocade, and this is kesi (silk tapestry). They embody the essence and excellent tradition of my country's silk weaving technology, and each has its own unique characteristics."
Further on, you'll find brocades woven by China's ethnic minorities, including the Dai, Lagu, Wa, Miao, Buyi, Zhuang, and Yao peoples… showcasing the wisdom and ingenuity of each ethnic group's working people. …
After the guide finished the introduction, he led everyone to watch a brocade weaving performance.
This exhibition hall does indeed encompass a lot of content. In addition to the loom demonstration, there are also veteran craftsmen demonstrating paper cutting, which Wang Xiao thinks is quite beautiful.
However, the Japanese buyers' attention was all focused on the weavers.
In front of a large loom that is four meters high, the jacquard workers above are responsible for creating the jacquard pattern, while the manufacturing workers below are responsible for weaving the weft and adding embellishments.
They worked for half a day, but no one could see the brocade increase by even a fraction.
The guide continued to explain diligently: "They can only weave five centimeters in a whole day, which is the pinnacle of silk weaving craftsmanship."
Mr. Mitsui and his assistants whispered among themselves, their eyes fixed on the two weavers.
The people of Jiangdong had mixed feelings about the Japanese. On the one hand, they felt that ordinary Japanese people were also victims of the war (this has been the propaganda for many years), but on the other hand, they hated the Japanese devils with a passion.
Therefore, Ms. Feng remained vigilant and cautiously asked Wang Xiao, "Could they be trying to steal our technology?"
Wang Xiao was both amused and exasperated.
Given the current state of development of Nanjing brocade, it would be extremely easy to learn by stealing its techniques.
Because it's impossible to recruit apprentices now, we can only recruit workers in economically underdeveloped rural areas, and only then will people be willing to learn such hard work.
If you really want to learn by stealing knowledge, why not just arrange for someone to be your apprentice?
"Don't worry, the wages a Japanese person earns in one day are equivalent to several months' wages for us. Their labor costs are too high, and it's too expensive for them to do it themselves, so they might as well buy it directly from us."
Ms. Feng was somewhat relieved.
Mr. Mitsui looked at it for a long time before exclaiming in admiration, "It is indeed a masterpiece."
Such complex handcrafting methods certainly cannot be mass-produced.
Then everyone went to the factory next door to see the actual production line.
After a full morning of visits, Mr. Mitsui finally gave his opinion.
He believes that the craftsmanship of Nanjing brocade is not the problem; it just requires the workers to be more meticulous in the production process.
The workshop has not yet reached the dust-free standard, and this must be improved, otherwise the product quality cannot be guaranteed.
The institute director listened from the side and nodded in agreement, assuring that this could be improved.
“Besides that, there’s the packaging,” Mr. Mitsui said seriously. “This packaging is inappropriate.”
Wang Xiao couldn't help but ask, "Could you please tell me exactly what's wrong with it?"
She really needs to find out.
Because she made the request for this packaging, which was then designed by a senior artist.
The reason it was so complicated was because she thought the previous packaging was too simple.
The current classical-style packaging is clearly elegant and sophisticated.
As a former internet celebrity, she believes she still has a good eye for aesthetics.
Mr. Mitsui said earnestly, "It's not that it's bad, but it lacks distinctiveness. I looked at several kinds of brocade today, and this packaging box can be used no matter which brocade it is. It fails to showcase the unique features of Nanjing brocade."
If it weren't for the fact that she was trying to make money off the other person, Ms. Feng would have rolled her eyes.
Those Japanese devils had so many demands.
Are you still not satisfied with such a beautiful box for storing brocade? What exactly are you trying to do? Are we selling brocade or just the box? You're really putting the cart before the horse!
Wang Xiao was much more patient than her and pressed on, "You mean to highlight the characteristics of Nanjing brocade?"
“Yes.” Mr. Mitsui nodded. “We just heard the introduction; each piece of brocade is not exactly the same, each a unique work of art. We hope to showcase its uniqueness. Do you understand what I mean?”
"OK!" Wang Xiao stood up. "I have an idea, but I don't know if it's feasible. I'll have someone make a sample first, and then you can take a look and see if it's suitable?"
Everyone at the Yunjin Research Institute was completely baffled. Ms. Feng was also curious: "How do you make this? Tell me, and I'll do it."
Wang Xiao shook his head: "Everyone has their own expertise, we'll hire professionals to do it."
Where did these professionals come from? They're right here in the brocade exhibition hall.
Each piece of Yun brocade is different, and the most important aspect is reflected in the patterns.
Representative patterns and symbols from Nanjing brocade handicrafts are extracted and then used in paper cutting to create packaging with visual effects such as openwork or relief.
The reason she thought of this was because the paper-cutting made by the master craftsman was also a national intangible cultural heritage, known as "flowers blooming on paper".
The combination of these two intangible cultural heritages is a perfect match. Both the packaging box and the brocade are works of art worthy of collection.
The master paper-cutting craftsman was highly skilled. He only carefully observed the style of the brocade shawl once, and then created a miracle with a knife, a piece of paper and his hands.
When the finished product came out, everyone was amazed.
Mr. Mitsui stared at his hand for a long time, seemingly unable to understand how he could use a knife as a pen without even drawing a pattern.
"Do you think this format is acceptable? We'll use different packaging boxes for different patterns of Yun brocade."
Mr. Mitsui finally nodded: "Yes, yes, we want to highlight our unique characteristics."
Wang Xiao seized the opportunity to make a request: "But as you can see, this kind of packaging requires more manpower, and it must be done by highly skilled craftsmen. Consequently, our costs will also increase."
Mr. Mitsui didn't dwell on this point. After only a few rounds of discussion, he agreed to add two US dollars per item to the original price as a subsidy for the paper-cut packaging boxes.
The people of Yunjin were stunned. Good heavens! Just by adding a paper cutting, the price had increased by more than ten yuan.
Even if a person only makes one packaging box a day, after deducting costs, they can still earn at least ten yuan.
Little did they know that this brocade gift box could fetch five or six times the price if sold in Japan.
Compared to the price of high-end handicrafts, what is an extra two dollars?
The tour guide was so impressed he wanted to pat the paper-cutting master on the shoulder.
My dear brother, what does it mean to receive unexpected wealth? This is like God showering us with gold!
As long as the Japanese keep placing orders for Nanjing brocade, the paper-cutting masters will never have to worry about making a living.
Oh my, Mr. Wang did this on purpose, didn't he?
As soon as the customer mentioned wanting to change the packaging, she immediately called over the paper-cutting craftsman, clearly intending to deliver rice to their pot.
She is such a kind person.
If it weren't for her, they, who make Nanjing brocade, would still be searching the world for orders.
However, the manufacturer who ordered the packaging boxes from them is probably furious. A perfectly good order has fallen through just like that.
But there was nothing we could do. The Japanese were notoriously picky, so if they wanted to replace it, we had no choice but to replace it.
The guide was still marveling to himself when the most picky Japanese soldier picked up the previous packaging box again, looked up, and spoke to them.
The translator relayed the information meticulously: "The packaging immediately evokes images of silk. We at Imai Department Store also have another type of silk clothing imported from China. I believe it's more suitable as packaging for high-end silk garments. Would you be willing to relinquish this packaging to the silk clothing?"
The people from Yunjin looked at each other, and finally their gazes all fell on Wang Xiao's face.
They have no objection to this, but they don't know what President Wang thinks.
Wang Xiao readily nodded: "No problem, but what's the purchase price you're willing to pay for the packaging boxes?"
Mr. Mitsui smiled slyly and shook his head, saying, "You can discuss it yourselves. I will immediately notify our silk garment suppliers and ask them to send representatives over to discuss this with you."
Now, the people who own Nanjing brocade are a bit confused. Why aren't the Japanese buying it?
Wang Xiao didn't care: "OK, then we'll wait for them to come over before we talk."
With the main deal settled, Mr. Mitsui and his group were finally willing to sit down and properly savor the local tea.
It wasn't any top-tier tea; the research institute didn't have the budget for that. It was just ordinary tea, but its charm lay in its rustic appeal. Paired with some lightly flavored snacks, it was quite pleasant.
Ms. Feng walked to a corner and couldn't help but sigh to Wang Xiao, "This Japanese guy is quite honest; he didn't steal our packaging boxes."
Normally, if you think their packaging is good, you can just go home and make your own without hesitation. Wouldn't that be easier?
As a result, they even negotiated with them, asking if they would be willing to let someone else use it.
That's too kind of you. It reminded her of the days when Japanese devils gave candy to Chinese children.
She always felt that the other party had ulterior motives.
Wang Xiao was utterly speechless: "Why would the Japanese keep our packaging boxes? There's no need. If they made them themselves, the cost would definitely be higher than ours. In all labor-intensive industries, their costs are higher than ours."
They're going to copy our cardboard box samples and find another manufacturer to make them? Putting aside whether they can even find a suitable manufacturer, just to make boxes and import them to Japan, isn't that just creating trouble for themselves?
"It's much more convenient now; just call over the silk clothing supplier and have them upgrade the packaging. It saves the Japanese both time and effort."
Ms. Feng then reluctantly accepted it.
The Japanese are really something else.
Wang Xiao said seriously, "When it comes to doing business, they are just ordinary business people, pursuing maximum profit and demanding meticulousness. You must not be 'good enough,' 'approximately,' or 'so-so.' You can't do that. You must be meticulous and leave no room for ambiguity. Their meticulousness is a major factor in their success today."
For the sake of the money, Ms. Feng felt it was acceptable.
After all, the price offered by the Japanese was quite reasonable, and everyone was relatively satisfied.
Taking the opportunity, Wang Xiao made a demand: "Raise wages. Your workers' wages are too low. You should at least guarantee that their wages and bonuses combined should average out to three hundred yuan a month."
Ms. Feng was startled.
Three hundred yuan? That's a pretty high salary in the provincial capital these days.
Moreover, their apprentices are all recruited from the countryside, where they are considered lucky to earn thirty or forty yuan a month.
To be honest, weaving brocade is hard work, but compared to working in the fields from dawn till dusk, it's an easier job. At least you're protected from the wind and rain, and you don't have to toil in the fields under the scorching sun.
Wang Xiao frowned: "Why can't you raise the workers' wages? We already have the orders, and I know how much profit we'll make. You can afford a monthly salary of 300 yuan."
Ms. Feng subconsciously emphasized, "But we need money to grow and expand; we need money in every aspect."
"Don't talk about these meaningless things." Wang Xiao's expression turned serious. "To put it bluntly, what does this have to do with working people? A sense of collective honor depends on the money and benefits that employees receive."
Farmers are not proud of their farmer identity because they earn little.
Workers are proud to be workers because they earn more than farmers, and their work units provide them with housing, medical care, and all their basic needs are taken care of by the factories.
If we reverse the order, do you think anyone would still want to be a worker?
Everyone goes to work to earn money.
If we can't make money, what's the point of talking about ideals?
For any industry to grow and attract talent, the first thing to do is to improve compensation and benefits.
Instead of simply emphasizing to people how significant this matter is for generations to come.
You see, even after raising the salary to 300 yuan, will it be able to attract people?
Only when more people enter this industry can it grow and thrive.
Wang Xiao was speechless. Who was the capitalist here?
Why is it that she's always thinking about raising the workers' wages?
"We'll be getting more and more orders, and if you can't find enough staff, those orders will fall through. To keep things going, we have to raise wages."
When she left Yunjin, Wu Haoyu smiled at her and said, "You're such a good boss."
Wang Xiao boasted shamelessly: "As long as the employees don't cause trouble, overall, I'm still a boss with a conscience."
Really, this is already quite remarkable.
She still hopes to get along well with her employees.
However, as the saying goes, life is full of disappointments.
Wang Xiao's boast was proven wrong less than two hours after he uttered it.
When she rushed to the Zhimen International Trade City, her face was ashen.
Wu Haoyu couldn't help but reach out and gently pat her back, comforting her, "Don't get upset and hurt yourself."
How could Wang Xiao not be angry? Luckily, she didn't have a knife in her hand, otherwise she would have wanted to kill someone.
She constantly reminded her employees that as long as they worked honestly, they would receive their full salary and benefits.
In fact, she did it.
Looking across the entire provincial capital now, who doesn't envy the employees working in the International Trade City?
The salary and benefits are definitely among the top 10% in the city, and it's not high-risk work, like working night shifts or doing tough, tiring jobs in the wind and rain.
Human desires are truly insatiable; even so, some people still cause trouble.
Here's what happened.
Ever since Wang Xiao made his request, both the leaders in Jiangdong and Jiangbei have been trying to recruit more people.
Because of the special nature of the commercial city, they mainly recruit experienced quality inspectors.
Experienced quality inspectors like these can tell the quality of goods just by looking at them and touching them.
One of the elderly women, who had worked in a shoe factory her whole life, was hired by Xiang Dong at a high price after she retired.
The trade city paid her a monthly salary of 500 yuan, which was no joke.
She had only been at the job for two days when she conducted a random inspection of the shoes and discovered the problem.
Hiking shoes, which are currently selling very well, have a batch of products that are all of inferior quality.
The shoe was slapped against the windowsill, and with a "crack," the sole broke in two.
These shoes are called "monthly shoes," meaning the soles will break on their own after only one month of wear.
It lasts a little longer than "week shoes" that have no stitching, are just glued to the uppers, and the soles fall off after a week of wear, but the difference is still limited.
However, if you're not an expert, it's not easy to spot the problem just by looking at the surface of the shoes.
The quality inspector checked 10 pairs of shoes in this container and found problems with all of them.
She immediately reported to her superiors: How could these shoes be sold? Wouldn't this ruin the reputation of the commercial city?
She earns 500 yuan a month and now considers herself a member of the commercial city.
Upon hearing the report, Xiang Dong broke out in a cold sweat and immediately checked the shipment, focusing on how much of the goods had already been sold.
When the shoes were delivered to him, he immediately started swearing. Fifty thousand pairs of these $10 sneakers had already been sold.
He quickly called Wang Xiao to ask if he should immediately activate the emergency remedy mode.
The so-called remedy is to notify all buyers to return all the goods, with the shipping costs borne by the trade city, and they must also send the same quality goods to the buyers as quickly as possible.
With this inflow and outflow, plus tariffs, they lost more than a million dollars.
Moreover, since they occupied the cargo plane for delivery, it meant that other customers who purchased goods from the trade city would have to postpone their delivery time.
This offended loyal customers.
For all those involved in the reselling business, time means a lot of money, and no one wants to waste time.
There was no other way; the commercial city had to activate its remedial mode.
Otherwise, their reputation would be ruined once this batch of goods enters the market.
The after-sales service team at the trade city was incredibly busy, making countless phone calls to apologize, explain the recall plan, and ask for everyone's forgiveness and cooperation.
The shoes must be recalled, even at great expense.
After all, money can be a powerful motivator. If the goods aren't recalled, the middlemen will either come to the trade center to get more goods for free, or they will continue to push the inferior products into the market without hesitation.
Wang Xiao rushed to the commercial city, got out of the car, and the first thing he said to Xiang Dong was, "Have you called the police?"
Xiang Dong was taken aback: "Call the police? We haven't even figured out what happened yet."
"No need for investigation," Wang Xiao shook his head directly. "Let the police investigate."
Fuck your mother's ancestors for eighteen generations.
If someone causes trouble on her turf and suffers losses of millions of dollars, instead of sending them to jail, she'll just write their last name backwards.
Xiang Dong instinctively advised her, "Should we find out more about the situation before deciding whether to call the police?"
If the investigation uncovers something beyond their control, the outcome may not be good.
Wang Xiao made up his mind: "No need. Even if the investigation finds out they're all guilty, they can all go to jail. I'll accept the shutdown of the trade city. At worst, we can just hire new people and make a comeback."
Internal corruption within a company is the fastest and most effective way to kill it.
If this trend isn't stopped, she won't even need outsiders to intervene; she'll be finished herself.
It must be said that professional tasks should be handled by professionals.
Don't be fooled by the uncles at the police station; they may seem like they don't know how to do anything but issue fines.
But when it comes to running their own business, they are quite meticulous.
The police only came once and took a few people back. By dinner time, the truth had come out.
This is a chain of corruption.
Yes, the prerequisite for corruption is not becoming a state official, but simply having power.
Non-public officials can still be corrupt.
For example, those bastards in the commercial city.
The first item to be removed was the product selection.
There are so many manufacturers wanting to enter the trade city every day that the trade city has a dedicated product selection team responsible for selecting new products.
The sales representative of this township enterprise in the south spent several months wandering around the trade city, and the first thing he managed to get through was product selection.
The method to break through is very simple: just play cards.
I made a connection at the card table, won several thousand yuan from someone in product selection, and then took over their goods. Feeling that everything was okay, I added them to my sales list.
Initially, although their sneakers were imitations of brand-name shoes, the quality was decent, customer feedback was good, and sales were also good.
Especially after the Lunar New Year, their shoes sold very quickly.
Then, as things got faster, something went wrong with the shoes.
But why didn't the quality inspection department discover it? Because several quality inspectors were implicated.
To be precise, one of the people in charge of the main inspection was taken down by this township enterprise.
How did he overcome it? Right there at the card table. He owed someone tens of thousands of dollars in debt.
They said I don't need to pay it back.
Not only that, the township enterprise also gave him money so that he could make up for his losses.
Gambling addiction is like a drug addiction. When gamblers are blinded by greed, they sell their wives, children, and even their parents. What wouldn't they do?
So even though he noticed something was wrong with the shoes, he figured that since they weren't the kind of shoes that would fall off as soon as you put them on, he could just let it slide.
Not only that, he also helped cover for the other inspectors, allowing the shoes to be successfully stored in the warehouse.
In total, he received 50,000 yuan from this township enterprise, and still owed a mountain of gambling debts.
For just 50,000 yuan, he caused the entire commercial city to lose more than a million US dollars.
When the police interrogated him, he actually cried and begged not to tell his parents.
Because his parents are in poor health, he was afraid they wouldn't be able to handle it.
Such filial piety came so suddenly and so timely.
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