After two months of running around, Shu Aiguo's skin became tanned and he lost weight, but his spirits were quite good, and he often had a smile on his face. Anyone who saw him knew that he had a bright future ahead of him.
The furniture mall renovation is almost complete, but the paperwork isn't fully done yet. It also involves a timber processing plant, so getting everything sorted out won't be easy.
Chu Yu took Wang Qiuping to the furniture market.
"Second Uncle, this is photographer Teacher Wang."
"Hello, Teacher Wang."
Shu Aiguo politely offered Wang Qiuping a cigarette, but Wang Qiuping waved his hand repeatedly, saying, "Thank you, but I don't smoke."
Chu Yu brought Wang Qiuping to shoot a promotional brochure for the furniture store. The brochure would contain pictures and text explanations, and customers could pick it up at the entrance to better understand the design of each piece of furniture. Making a brochure requires printing through a publishing house, which is expensive, but Chu Yu felt it was necessary. If they were going to do it, they wanted to do it on a large scale, offering something no one else had, and that was worth the cost.
Wang Qiuping took a look around and was surprised by the scale of Chu Yu's business. He saw the clothing store business and the furniture mall was so big. Although it couldn't compare to the large furniture factories in Beijing, the furniture styles were unique and quite innovative.
Wang Qiuping even took a liking to several pieces of furniture, especially the integrated bookcase, which he really wanted to buy to use as a desk for his child.
Wang Qiuping worked at his unit for more than ten years before being allocated a small apartment of more than 50 square meters.
This area is nothing in Beijing; with children, each person wouldn't even get a small room.
His daughter often complained that she didn't have her own desk and bookshelf, and that there wasn't enough space at home, which put Wang Qiuping in a difficult position.
Chu Yu's design solved her daughter's problem, and Wang Qiuping was particularly moved.
Wang Qiuping still needs to stay in Deyang for a few more days. He needs to process the photos he took and coordinate with the printing factory. These days, there aren't many specialized typesetting talents, so he also needs to do the calendar typesetting, and there's also the furniture market...
Wang Qiuping is quite busy.
Chu Yu returned to Mandarin to arrange Fang Fang's work. She gave Fang Fang a brief training session. Fang Fang was quick to learn and got the hang of things. People would ask about the clothes as soon as she put them on. Her sales ability was even better than Chen Yun's.
Previously, Chen Yun was the only person in the shop. Suddenly, a competitor appeared, and Chen Yun felt uneasy, fearing that Chu Yu would abandon her.
Chu Yu sensed her thoughts and chatted with her for a bit.
“I have new plans. It’s not just about Mandarin. If either of you performs well, you’ll have a chance to become the store manager.”
Chen Yun had heard Chu Yu mention the custom fabric shop, and the furniture factory was about to open. Both places were short of people. Chen Yun couldn't find a better job opportunity in Deyang than Mandarin, and Chu Yu wasn't the type to make empty promises.
Even if she can't sell clothes as well as Fang Fang, she still has the opportunity to go to other stores. She was the first employee hired by the store and is a veteran. She can become a familiar face to the boss. As long as she doesn't go astray and doesn't have any bad intentions, how could the boss not train her?
Chen Yun adjusted his mindset and took the initiative to introduce the store's situation to Fang Fang.
Fangfang had just started working at the clothing store. Wearing clothes is different from selling clothes. Selling clothes requires skills, and she needed to learn warehouse management, clothing sales techniques, and customer files.
Chen Yun took the initiative to teach her, which saved Fang Fang from many detours.
Fang Fang was very touched. At noon, while Shen Zhuyu was minding the shop, Fang Fang specially invited Chen Yun out for lunch.
"The boss is a very nice person, very humane. Last time there was a heavy rain, I was 20 minutes late, and she said safety comes first and there was no need to rush. Because of the weather, being half an hour late is not considered late."
For self-employed individuals, missing half an hour of work means losing half an hour's earnings. Chu Yu's words, considering the safety of her employees' travel, were indeed quite humane.
Fang Fang felt a little more at ease. "Did you receive your first month's salary? They didn't withhold any, did they?"
"I haven't received it yet, but it'll be soon. I'll let you know when I get paid."
Mandarin's salary was so high that Fang Fang always felt like she'd been given a windfall, but she also realized that the high salary was due to their good looks and temperament. Fang Fang goes without saying, and Chen Yun was also an extremely beautiful girl, otherwise she wouldn't have been chosen as a calendar girl.
Chen Yun went to the countryside in the north, spoke standard Mandarin, and had a friendly smile. It was not an easy task to find such an outstanding girl in Deyang.
Fang Fang breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. If I hadn't done well after leaving the factory, I don't know how my former colleagues would have laughed at me."
"Don't worry, I was also worried when I first came, but after staying here for a while, I found that the boss is very conscientious and pays fairly. Take calendar models for example, you could get anyone for 2 yuan, but she paid them a full 20 yuan. She's really good to us."
Chen Yun particularly liked the two bosses, especially Chu Yu, who was practically her idol.
Fang Fang then asked, "How much money can our store make in a day?"
"Before I came here, I earned five or six thousand a day, but recently I've been earning seven thousand a day."
Fang Fang stared wide-eyed, unable to believe her ears. A daily turnover of seven thousand? That's comparable to a medium-sized state-owned factory. Even though Fang Fang knew that Mandarin was profitable, she never expected it to be this profitable. No wonder they offered her a high salary; they could afford it.
To break through the 7,000 mark and contribute her value, Fang Fang needs to achieve a daily turnover of 8,000 to 9,000, which is an astronomical figure for her.
With the help of Chen Yun and Chu Yu, Fang Fang made rapid progress.
She's a natural clothes hanger; people ask her questions as soon as she puts on a garment. She's especially suited to wearing fur coats, and after Fang Fang joined the company, fur coat sales skyrocketed.
Before, the store was too busy to handle two or three groups of customers. Some customers would turn away and leave when no one paid attention to them. After Fang Fang came, this rarely happened. Almost all customers who entered the store received excellent service.
On the first day, we achieved sales of 8,000.
Chen Zhuyu was somewhat conflicted:
“Making an extra thousand a day, or an extra thirty thousand in sales a month, isn’t a small amount. But her salary is high. If she can’t make any other contributions, we might as well hire someone like Chen Yun. Fang Fang is too ambitious. Once she knows our operating model, she might save up money to go solo. It’s not like she doesn’t have the ability.”
Chu Yu smiled. Such things are inevitable. Are you afraid your employees will become too powerful and leave on their own? Should you stop training them? Should you lower their wages? That would only backfire. Capable people will never be subservient to others; just let things take their natural course.
Mao Xia had a hard time during this period. She ran into Mao Guangyu with Qiu Yun and a little boy, and she was very upset, not knowing how to handle the situation. She tentatively mentioned it to Zhou Fangchun.
"Do you remember Aunt Qiuyun? I ran into her on the street a few days ago. She was with a little boy who looked about five or six years old."
Zhou Fangchun was applying hand cream, lost in thought.
"Qiu Yun? She went back to her hometown to get married six or seven years ago. I've even met her boyfriend, his name is Cao Zhiming. He's good-looking and seems honest. He's very devoted to Qiu Yun. Everyone says Qiu Yun found a good man. Otherwise, with her beauty and good career prospects, why would she transfer back to her hometown for him? I heard she had a son in the first year of her marriage. She's really lucky."
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