"Boss, my goods are finished, are there any orders left?"
In an old Chaoshan house, a middle-aged woman in her thirties or forties stood in front of a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was smoking a cigarette with a sad face, and the ashtray beside him was already full of cigarette butts, and he felt a little confused.
Looking around, there are seven or eight sewing machines scattered simply in the old house. Three or two middle-aged women are leisurely stepping on the sewing machines, chatting with each other, and making goods. There are also piles of packaged goods piled in the corner.
Underwear, obviously this is a simple family workshop.
As an industrial town that originated from the textile industry, Gu Town has hundreds of textile factories, and these textile factories were also built step by step from family workshops.
As a local, Huang Shijie had worked hard in a textile factory for more than ten years. No one wanted to work all his life, so he used his savings to start a business.
The competition between textile factories is already fierce enough. If we continue to make traditional underwear, we will not be able to compete with those big manufacturers.
Therefore, Huang Shijie targeted the sexy underwear market, which he believed was promising, and this was also the motivation for his business.
At the same time, we also take care of helping some large factories that are overwhelmed, taking some orders as OEMs to maintain operations.
However, ideals are full and reality is cruel. How can starting a business be so simple?
Without stable sales channels, there will not be sufficient orders. Without sufficient orders, there will be no way to support the workers under you. The backlog of funds and goods is a huge psychological pressure.
The current situation in the textile industry is not good either. Even some large factories are finding it difficult to operate, and there are no even orders for these OEMs.
The sexy underwear market that Huang Shijie is targeting has also achieved little success. The customers are basically small online stores and are not stable.
Less than two years after starting his business, Huang Shijie found himself entering the world of middle-aged baldness ahead of schedule. Even though it was midsummer in July, he still felt cold on the top of his head.
"Don't worry, Aunt Zhang, the order will come soon. Once the goods are finished, you can rest for a day."
Huang Shijie forced a smile and replied a little embarrassedly.
"Okay then, when will my salary for last month be paid to me? Boss, you also know my situation. My children need money urgently for school."
"Tomorrow, I will give it to you as soon as I receive the customer's payment tomorrow. Don't worry. My Huang Shijie's home is here and the factory is here. I can't escape." Huang Shijie said helplessly.
"That's not what I meant. Then boss, please do your work first." After Aunt Zhang said that, she turned around and went out, where several middle-aged women chatted and ventilated with each other in the workshop.
Huang Shijie sighed. If he really couldn't continue, he would have no choice but to pay off his salary, sell the equipment, and then go back to work in a big factory.
The feeling of being a boss is far from being as good as I imagined, and it is not as comfortable as the previous days of working.
Thinking of this, Huang Shijie took out his mobile phone and wanted to make a call to continue to urge several customers for payment, otherwise the payment of wages would be a problem.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I took out my cell phone, it rang. When I saw the number, it was a customer who had often purchased goods from him recently. He was a young man wearing glasses. It was quite pleasant to work with him.
Huang Shijie couldn't help but feel refreshed. He cleared his throat and picked up the phone, "Boss Zhang? I just wanted to call you about the payment... ah? What, you're here with me?"
While Huang Shijie answered the phone, he walked out. Several middle-aged women looked over curiously, thinking they were customers again?
To be honest, for them, working here at Huang Shijie is quite good. The boss is nice, the work pressure is not high, it is close to home, and working hours are relatively free, unlike in big factories.
But if Huang Shijie can't do it anymore, they will have to find another job. After all, people can't starve to death, right?
After a while, Huang Shijie came in with two young men, and some disappointed looks flashed on the faces of several middle-aged women.
So young? He is not even older than my son. How can this be a big customer? It is probably a small order or something, not enough to fill the gap between teeth.
Zhou Dongsheng glanced at the environment. It was a typical ordinary family workshop, and as a local in Gu Town, he was very familiar with it.
I looked at a few middle-aged women and saw that they were basically the same age as my old mother and had gone out to work to earn money to support the family.
The so-called sexy underwear is often preferred by young people and symbolizes avant-garde ideas. However, the people who make sexy underwear are often the group of people who are farthest from fun.
Looking at the middle-aged aunt, Zhou Dongsheng smiled and asked, "Auntie, what are you doing?"
The aunt laughed casually and said, "You big trousers, I won't even wear them."
"Hahaha, I'm afraid I'll have nightmares if I show this to your old man."
"Young man, what do you do for a living?" Zhou Dongsheng started the conversation, and the aunties asked back without being polite, laughing.
"We, the ones who open the online store, sell these big pants." Zhou Dongsheng also laughed.
"Let's have tea inside. Is this the first time this brother has come to my place? He opened a shop with Boss Zhang?" Huang Shijie smiled and led the two of them inside.
The back room is very simple. In addition to the necessary coffee table, there are only a few model dummies wearing a few simple sexy lingerie styles. In Zhou Dongsheng's eyes, such styles are still too conservative.
The three of them sat down in front of a coffee table. Zhang Xuhui pushed up his glasses and said with a smile: "His name is Zhou Dongsheng. The two of us opened the online store together. I just came back from Yangcheng and wanted to come to your place to have a look."
"Boss Zhou, hello, hello. It's great that you dare to venture out at such a young age, unlike me who has yet to make a name for himself at such an old age." Huang Shijie said while making tea.
"Boss Huang is not bad either. Such a large family workshop can earn hundreds of thousands a year." Zhou Dongsheng was not restrained and said casually.
"It would be nice to have that much, which means I can earn a little more than working part-time, but the pressure is much greater. It's better for you, it's more comfortable." Huang Shijie sighed.
After three rounds of tea and a few more commonplace greetings, Huang Shijie said a little embarrassedly: "By the way, Boss Zhang, you will see when you can arrange the previous payment."
"Oh, we are here just to pay for the goods. Do you have a credit card machine here? I'll pay you first, and then we'll talk about other cooperation." Zhou Dongsheng took out a card at random.
The payment is not much, only a few thousand yuan, which means the payment for several hundred pieces of underwear is less than half a day's output of this factory.
Although Huang Shijie's family workshop is not big, if the order quantity is sufficient, it can produce 34,000 pieces of underwear a day. Even if the profit is only 2 yuan per piece, it can make 7,000 to 8,000 yuan a day. Even if the labor cost is deducted, the profit
It's also considerable.
If money were not so attractive, why would Huang Shijie start a business? The risks of starting a business are high, but the benefits are also greater than when working.
Of course, the premise is that there are sufficient orders.
After casually settling the payment, Zhou Dongsheng asked casually: "Boss Huang, I think the efficiency of your foundry is not very good. Have you considered changing hands? Or maybe cooperation..."
Zhang Xuhui on the side just took a sip of tea and suddenly choked and coughed crazily. Looking at Zhou Dongsheng's serious expression, a ridiculous idea flashed through Zhang Xuhui's heart.
Brother Sheng won’t really win the lottery, right? Will he buy a factory as soon as he opens his mouth?
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