Director Chen didn't expect that they would think about the long-term development of Canglang Village and pave such a way out so early.
In this era where traffic is king, this homemade mooncake, as a popular online product, can sell for as much as one or two hundred, or even three or four hundred yuan a box.
But they sell them for fifteen yuan each.
After deducting costs such as labor, packaging, intermediaries, and express delivery, their profits are not optimistic.
Director Chen opposes the practice of making huge profits through live streaming, rather than projects that help farmers and promote rural economic development.
"Assistant director, order two boxes of mooncakes for each member of the work group."
The assistant director excitedly took out his phone, but before he could even figure out the details, Shen Yingyu reported the expenses to him:
"The production team has 53 staff members. A box of eight mooncakes costs 120 yuan. There is a separate 10 yuan packaging fee for the exquisite mooncake gift box. The total is 13,250 yuan. Please scan the code."
"What?!"
The assistant director abruptly snatched his phone back, looking at him as if he were being robbed.
"You just said two boxes of mooncakes would cost 120 yuan. Even with an extra 10 yuan for packaging, it would only be 130 yuan per person. The total cost of all the mooncakes wouldn't exceed 7,000 yuan. How come you've doubled it in your mouth!"
"Assistant director, this is a sample box of four mooncakes. The ones that will be officially sold online are a gift box of eight mooncakes."
Shen Yingyu smiled smugly and said, "Of course, we also sell loose mooncakes for fifteen yuan each."
Chu Yang took out two exquisitely packaged gift boxes designed by Zhou Gongqi from under the table.
Available in red and blue color schemes, this landscape painting, themed around "Moonlight Over Three Streams," perfectly showcases classical charm and exudes a high-end, sophisticated feel.
"Assistant Director, do you really think the two boxes of mooncakes that Director Chen mentioned are the sample gift boxes you're carrying?"
Shen Yingyu ostensibly complained about the assistant director, but in reality, he was putting Director Chen in a very difficult position.
"Or do you think Director Chen would buy loose mooncakes as a holiday bonus for his hardworking staff?"
The assistant director, too ashamed to continue arguing, turned to Director Chen and lowered his voice as much as possible:
"Director, we've gone over budget."
"Is the production team short of a few thousand dollars?"
Director Chen's words left the assistant director feeling utterly disheartened.
He's such a proud man. Even though he was filled with remorse for buying the mooncakes from the five chaebols and getting ripped off, he still pretended to be magnanimous and not hold it against them.
In this situation, he had no choice but to sacrifice the assistant director to save face for the production team.
"We always say you're thrifty and a master at managing internal affairs, and you've really taken that skill to the extreme, even neglecting to give out benefits to your staff!"
Assistant Director: "..." You were the one who said that the extra subsidy should not exceed two hundred.
Director Chen continued to assert his authority in the live broadcast room:
"When I said I'd give out two boxes of mooncakes, did you really think it was those two boxes of sample mooncakes you were carrying? When it comes to employee benefits, we always choose the best and highest standards. If the budget isn't enough, we'll allocate funds from the finance department."
Shen Yingyu didn't give them a chance to back out, and took two steps forward, saying:
"Assistant Director, please scan the QR code to pay 13,250 yuan, thank you."
Just as the assistant director finished paying, Chu Yang and Jiang Hexi pulled out a basket of packaged mooncakes from under the table and quickly began packing them into gift boxes.
These are the first batch of mooncakes baked in the clay oven; their quality still needs further improvement.
The assistant director hurriedly called for a halt, saying, "The Mid-Autumn Festival is still a long way off. The production team isn't in a hurry to give the staff any perks. Stop pretending."
Jiang Hexi looked at him firmly and said, "Shipping goods according to the order of payment is the rule of the market."
The assistant director knew the saying "practice makes perfect," and the best was yet to come. He calculated:
"As a customer, I specifically asked for mooncakes that will be freshly baked tomorrow."
"This basket only contains 260 mooncakes, which is not enough to meet the needs of the production team."
Jiang Hexi reassured him, "The first batch of mooncakes baked tomorrow morning will all be reserved for the production team. Don't worry, Ximei carefully selects them, and the quality is absolutely trustworthy."
The assistant director opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but finally shut up after Director Chen glared at him.
Faced with the choice between losing money and losing face, Director Chen decisively chose the former.
[This is hilarious! Director Chen lost everything, completely getting ripped off, hahaha!]
[This elaborate scheme is a classic. First, they send out a sample gift box to break down the opponent's defenses. Then, they lure them in with a low-priced 15-yuan mooncake. Next, they switch the mooncakes with a box of eight, and finally, they close the deal by selling the mooncakes that passed the initial baking test.]
[It's impossible to guard against! Let alone Director Chen, anyone who falls into this trap won't get out easily. These capitalist heirs are utterly inhuman.]
Look at how fast Xi Mei and Xiao Bai Yang are packing mooncakes into the gift box, their hands are practically blurry with speed...
[Upstairs +1, for the first time in my life I'm starting to doubt Xi Mei Yanxuan. I don't believe the mooncakes baked in this clay oven are okay, but so what? It's not like I'm the one who got ripped off ┑(￣Д￣)┍]
The poor assistant director, to save face for Director Chen, became the scapegoat.
At the end of the live stream, the seven people gathered for a debriefing meeting to summarize the experience of this successful sales pitch.
Director Chen left the stone house with no face to look at it and returned to his small dark room, where he sulked for a while.
The assistant director followed closely behind, standing in front of the desk with a frustrated expression, saying nothing, his eyes reddening with suppressed anger.
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