"If there is a problem with exports, what do you think of the domestic sales of our ovens? Can they be sold as well?" Cheng Hui said.
"Not to mention how good the sales volume is, after all, this thing is not practical for ordinary people, but just sell these 10,000 units.
"When the time comes, we will produce other products. I think about it. Rice cookers have a relatively large market in China. Our next product will be rice cookers. Anyway, we cannot let these 150 people lose their jobs," she said.
Yang Yue said: "We also produce rice cookers, but the sales volume is average, not much good."
If there are more similar production lines, the sales volume will be even worse.
Cheng Hui smiled at him: "I did it differently."
Yang Yue......
Zhao Daxing and Song Xilai immediately started pinching their cheeks again! There was also an "ooh" sound coming out of his mouth, like an old hen laying eggs.
"So Director Yang, 10,000 iron billets for oven casings, 10,000 pieces of special glass, and 10,000 sets of iron plate and iron mesh accessories, is that okay?" Cheng Hui brought the topic back.
Yang Yue stared, why did he add so many things? The cost triples directly!
"Of course, if Director Yang can't come up with it, we will mobilize other machinery factories to join in. There is strength in numbers," Cheng Hui said.
But then the credit is spread out.
He takes the lead and gets the most credit.
Yang Yue gritted his teeth and said, "No problem!"
Cheng Hui smiled and said: "Don't worry, your money will not be short of you. It will only be more, not less."
"Then the matter is basically settled. Let's get started. Tomorrow morning I will see people and a small number of accessories and start production." Cheng Hui said: "Time is tight and the task is heavy. Come on, everyone."
Several people stood up, looking like the meeting was over.
Only after Yang Yue stood up did he remember that this was his office!
Good guy, I got someone to hold a meeting without realizing it!
He suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.
As Cheng Hui walked, he said to Song Xilai: "Director Song, we also need to discuss the issue of shell glazing in detail. You need a new production line."
Song Xilai read frantically and nodded: "Yes, yes, yes!"
"As for the price of the production line, I'm going to find out how much a similar production line costs. We can just use the finished product to offset it," Cheng Hui said.
Song Xilai couldn't laugh anymore.
Zhao Daxing pinched his cheeks crazily!
Yang Yue was happy, and his heart suddenly felt balanced! It turns out it wasn’t directed at him.
If everyone is the same, then there will be no problem.
"Oh, by the way." Cheng Hui suddenly turned around and asked Yang Yue: "Director Yang, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, won't you give some roast duck as a bonus to your employees?"
Song Xilai also started pinching her cheeks crazily!
It’s here, it’s finally here!
He felt that this was the main purpose of Cheng Hui coming to Yang Yue today! Being a factory director or anything like that is an unexpected blessing.
"Well, our factory's New Year benefits have already been decided. If you add them now..."
As if Cheng Hui suddenly saw an invisible person, Zhang Liang stood silently next to Song Xilai and asked quickly: "Actually, I'm really not sure if I can build the integrated circuit production line before the Spring Festival. !
"After all, it is too difficult. You are all professionals and you must understand.
"There are several electrical appliance factories in the capital, all with first-class production lines. Maybe they have ready-made ones?
"Director Zhang, why don't you call and ask? It would be better if there is something ready-made, but we must not delay our foreign exchange earnings!"
Zhang Liang...you want to manipulate Yang Yue and use me as a spearman?
But my gun is really useful!
Zhang Liang immediately said: "You are right. Maybe there is a ready-made production line in Beijing. Let me ask you."
He would borrow the phone in Yang Yue's office when he came back.
Cheng Hui added: "Why don't you ask Guangzhou if there are any large-scale machinery factories that can make iron shells, iron plates, iron nets, etc. They are not complicated processes. A small factory can do it, but not one." Ten head offices.
"I suddenly remembered that if the oven was assembled directly in Guangzhou, wouldn't it save the sky-high transportation fees? It would save costs greatly. What do you think?"
Zhang Liang...he didn't even dare to look at Yang Yue's face!
"I think it's pretty good." He said and was about to pick up the phone.
His hand was held down with such force that his bones hurt!
Yang Yue looked at Cheng Hui and said: "Roast duck, right? It's a deal! It's a deal..."
"Don't order 400,000 ducks, our food factory doesn't have that many roast ducks!
"We have only received 230,000 pieces in the past few days, and we have to leave tens of thousands for Factory Director Zhao, and we have to sell them daily. We can only distribute 200,000 pieces to you at most." Cheng Hui said: "I will give you the cost price. It’s only 6 yuan.”
Yang Yue's heart bleeds. 200,000 of them cost 6 yuan each, which is 1.2 million yuan.
Didn't he save a penny on his invisible production line?
"Are you sure?" Cheng Hui asked him with a smile, his eyes sparkling.
The little girl is so pretty, and she looks even better when she smiles.
And Yang Yue suddenly remembered the news that spread at the dinner table before. Cheng Hui was anxious to make money and build welfare houses for the workers in the food factory.
All these thirty-six strategies of hers are for her own workers!
As expected of Song Xilai, she is a good factory manager!
Yang Yue's gloomy mood suddenly cleared, and he smiled and said: "Ding Ding Ding! Isn't it just 1.2 million!"
Cheng Hui smiled even bigger: "Thank you, Director Yang, for creating 1.2 million in revenue for the country!"
Yang Yue... can you still spend money like this? But there's really nothing wrong with it.
Yang Yue laughed loudly, personally put Cheng Hui into the car, and opened the door for her personally.
Countless pairs of eyes on the office building were looking out of the windows, and they immediately remembered Cheng Hui's appearance!
You must not offend this person in the future!
After getting in the car, Cheng Hui let out a long breath and said to Zhao Daxing next to him: "This time, the people from the Anton Machinery Factory also ordered half a roast duck per person. I don't need to feel that I can't explain it to the people in the factory. Everyone is the same."
Zhao Daxing almost burst into tears!
It turns out that the order of 200,000 was just to save his face?
It must be! Xiao Cheng was bragging for him just now. He clearly ordered 5,000, but she said he ordered tens of thousands.
"Xiao Hui..." The tough man choked up!
Cheng Huicha opened the topic: "Uncle, foreign trade products have very high quality requirements. Our screw accessories must be produced flawlessly. I think several machines should be optimized to produce more stable products."
Cheng Hui took out his notebook and changed several details of the machine tool.
Lathe technology was worthless in the hands of someone from outside the factory like her. She didn't want to be a designer or work on a lathe, so she just gave away the "little things" for free.
She can't ask for money for everything, otherwise others will think she is too philistine, so when it's time to "give up", she has to give up. Only when she gives up can she gain.
When she got out of the car, Cheng Hui had already finished the drawing, handed him the notebook and left.
Zhao Daxing sat in the car holding his notebook and refused to get off.
This is the enamel factory.
Song Xilai walked a few steps without noticing him. When she looked back, she saw that he was wiping tears in the car.
He immediately ran back curiously: "What's wrong? What good thing did Xiao Cheng give you again? Are you crying with excitement?"
Zhao Daxing quickly closed the notebook, gave him a blank look and said, "It's better than what Xiao Cheng wants to give you, but it's an assembly line!"
"Ah ha ha ha ha." Song Xilai left him and chased Cheng Hui.
Zhao Daxing fumbled with his notebook and said to Sun Peng: "Let's go home. We must do the things arranged by Director Cheng immediately. We can't delay her earning foreign exchange!"
What credit? No more! Give it all to her!
