The conversation was almost over, Liang Yisheng shook his head and stood up and said: "Okay, I've written this down and I'll ask you later.
Not surprisingly, you will get a reply soon. "
Just by the tone of his voice, Li Xiucheng knew that the matter was almost done. He quickly stood up and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Liang, I will make plans for the airline as soon as possible."
"Okay, if you have any questions, just come to me.
I won’t waste your time anymore. You can go downstairs to chat with everyone. We’ll see you in the evening. "
"OK!"
Li Xiucheng turned around and went downstairs, feeling extremely happy.
Meeting Zhao Qiang at the corridor, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Brother Zhao, next year we will be able to take our own plane to and from Guangzhou, how happy are we!"
Zhao Qiang clicked his tongue and said, "Really? Can't we just run back and forth on the same day?"
"It's really possible if the flight is suitable, and then there will be no need to waste a few days on the ship."
This is one of the reasons why Li Xiucheng is happy. There are no private jets in China now. When the airlines get on the right track, he will be able to buy a special jet for the company's use. It is wonderful to think about it.
For this reason, this trip to visit Huang Mingyu was really the right one!
Afraid that he would be watched again on the second floor, Li Xiucheng called Huang Mingyu and left the restaurant.
I waited until the afternoon, had an early dinner, and then rushed to attend the charity party again.
Surprisingly, the troublemaker Wei Tonggang ran away first because he was severely beaten during the auction, leaving only one deputy to attend the meeting.
Since it was a charity gala, it was natural to get money. Li Xiucheng had no objection to this, and in his previous life, he also established a charity fund to help others.
In the end he donated half a million.
As for how much of the money can be put to practical use, he doesn't want to know!
After staying the whole night without any worries, Li Xiucheng waited until the staff who came from Xingrong to handle the auction procedures explained the matter the next day before continuing to leave.
Tongxian, Xingrong, Wuhu, and several major sales branches along the way were inspected one by one, and it took a week to arrive in Guangzhou.
Yongxing Supermarket was naturally the focus of the inspection, but Yao Jinshan kept the supermarket in order, which made him very satisfied, so there was no need to comment.
Instead, they talked about Wumart and paper towels.
The two paper mills have started producing paper towels at full capacity. When he came this time, Li Xiucheng asked Zhao Qiang to bring two packs of samples.
In the hotel box, there were two packages of pink napkins wrapped in thin and transparent plastic on the table.
The paper bag reflects cartoon trees and cartoon cats, and there is a line of red deformed words on it - Qin Ning Tissue Paper!
Yao Jinshan couldn't help but laugh: "If nothing else, this packaging is more attractive than the big bags of toilet paper that weigh several kilograms. Even a grown man like me thinks it looks good."
Her wife Jiang Liyan was more direct. She grabbed a pack of tissues and looked at them over and over: "The style is different. The packaging of those high-end small tissues that cost 50 cents per bag is quite... well, it's quite dull and doesn't look innovative.
This paper towel makes me feel bright at just one glance. Just like the decoration style of our supermarket, it makes people feel comfortable.
This design....
She looked at Li Xiucheng and said expectantly: "Mr. Li, you didn't do it yourself, right?"
"Just a few comments." Li Xiucheng smiled, but did not deny it.
Even though the packaging style seems to be an inconspicuous little detail, it is actually the key to the success or failure of a product.
Although this paper towel is small and not expensive, it is the first shot of the daily necessities company and must be launched.
And it's also related to the development of supermarkets, so of course he has to be concerned about it.
Yao Jinshan put down his chopsticks and praised: "Mr. Li is really awesome, capable of both literary and military skills. He is simply versatile and versatile."
"That's an exaggeration!" Li Xiucheng laughed and said, "You are so complimentary that I almost lose my way."
"Only those with real abilities are worthy of praise. It's a pity that you are married. Otherwise, there are many daughters in our Jiang family who would be vying to marry you."
As Jiang Liyan spoke, she followed the instructions on the vertical seal on the front of the paper towel and carefully tore a hole in the packaging bag. The paper towel, which was as white as snow, was exposed in front of her eyes.
Knowing that she had a carefree personality and often had no control over what she said, Li Xiucheng didn't care. Instead, he smiled and said, "I'll write this down. I'll tell Xiaomeng later to see if she's not in a hurry with you."
"Haha, we have a good relationship now, she won't be angry with me."
Su Xiaomeng is in charge of the supermarket expansion work around Xingrong, so she naturally has to contact Guangzhou. Yao Jinshan is a man who has difficulty speaking, so Jiang Liyan becomes the appropriate contact person. The relationship between the two is indeed very good.
At this time, she pulled out two tissues and rubbed them in her hands. The soft touch made her scream in surprise.
"Wow, it feels so good. It's softer and more skin-friendly than the 1 yuan small pack I bought last time."
"Yeah, let me try." Yao Jinshan wiped his mouth with two pieces of paper, and a big grease mark was printed on the white tissue.
"It's good. The paper you bought feels a bit hard. Besides, I have traveled to so many places and used a lot of toilet paper. The loose and rolled ones are not as useful as this one."
He is not as meticulous as Jiang Liyan and cannot describe the feeling of using it, but he still knows the most obvious advantages and disadvantages.
Nowadays, some restaurants have that kind of ultra-thin toilet paper roll, but the quality is extremely poor. When you pull it, it stirs up a burst of white ash, which is disgusting to look at, so he would rather wipe his mouth with the back of his hand than use that thing.
The thin layer of paper towel on my hand is only a little thicker than that kind of paper, but it is extremely smooth, does not shed dust, and feels silky like cloth.
"As long as you like it! Others will definitely like it too. I believe it will be popular if it is put on supermarket shelves after the new year."
Watching the two of them tugging one piece after another, rubbing and rubbing like two curious babies, Li Xiucheng couldn't help but snicker in his heart. It felt like modern people saw primitive people wiping their buttocks with leaves. Same.
Not only is it funny, but it also has a strong sense of superiority.
"If there is a fire, it will definitely explode!" Yao Jinshan looked at the unopened pack of tissues on the table and narrowed his eyes, "I can already imagine the scene of countless customers entering Wumart supermarket and walking out with disappointed faces.
This time I will definitely take care of Wu Mei and let them know that doing business requires fair competition. "
"You sound like the credit is all yours. It's not Mr. Li who has the ability!" Jiang Liyan despised her husband, and then said with a smile: "Mr. Li, are these two packs of samples the only thing?"
Li Xiucheng was stunned.
"yes!"
After he finished speaking, he saw a look of disappointment on her face and subconsciously asked, "What's the problem?"
"Hey, there are still more than two months until the sale. These two packs of tissues are not enough for me!"
Li Xiucheng: "...."
