"Dad, you're right. I have to hurry up and recruit people when I get back. If it doesn't work, we can just hire a professional manager to help me take care of it."
Yu Yan agreed with Du Juan's suggestion, "This is good. We will focus on the silk craftsmanship. The studio system, management, and operations must be left to professional people. Previously, studio management
There is no clear division of labor, and if I am basically doing it all by myself, I will already be out of my depth.”
"Before we find it, if we have any questions, I can ask Wen Xin more."
"Okay, but don't disturb others too much."
Wen Xin has made her own achievements in the management of the company. After so many years, she has experienced the business world and now faces many problems when she comes to a new city. Wen Xin plans to make this small company that her father left in Beijing.
A career came, but it was not as easy as she imagined. As the saying goes: the smaller the company, the more turbulent it will be. She originally thought that this company with less than twenty people would be like this, but she didn't expect that Wen Xin, who had just started, would be like this.
When I returned home, I was put in a position by the former leader of this company, Mr. Huang.
Mr. Huang had some resentment in his heart. He had been doing well in this company. He could just dawdle around without seeking advancement, and he could live comfortably with the salary from the headquarters. But Wen Xin parachuted in from the headquarters and took him away.
Not to mention his job, even the people under his command were cut in half. Mr. Huang was naturally angry, but it also "stimulated" his fighting spirit, but in Wen Xin's view, such fighting spirit was a crooked approach.
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"Mr. Wen, are you back?" Wen Xin was startled. As soon as she entered her office, she saw Mr. Huang sitting generously on his chair, "There are so many things going on in the company this morning, what are you doing?"
Where did you go?"
Wen Xin didn't show any weakness and threw her bag on the table, "Mr. Huang, what do I need to report to you?"
Mr. Huang stood up and said with a smile, "No way, Mr. Wen. You were sent by our General Wen to guide the work. I should be the one reporting to you."
"What's the matter with you?" Wen Xin sat back in her seat, turned on the computer, and didn't even look at Mr. Huang.
"I want to talk to you about our company..." Mr. Huang saw that Wen Xin didn't ask any more questions, and continued, "You see, this company in Beijing is not as good as the big company in the headquarters, but even though it is small, it has all the internal organs. There are still some
How about we take advantage of this to develop our own business?"
"Oh? How to develop?" Wen Xin pretended to be interested. In fact, Wen Xin has met many people like Mr. Huang. She has known countless people and can basically know what the other person is thinking at a glance. Looking at Mr. Huang's attitude, she must have
I'm not holding back any good things.
Mr. Huang disagreed and continued, "Our company was originally engaged in exhibition information services, but as you know, there is very little exhibition business now. Our company also needs to use new business to transform, so Mr. Wen, our company has
What if there is no hope of transformation?”
"Transformation is naturally necessary. This is something I will consider. However, if you have any new ideas, you can also put forward them."
"Mr. Wen, intangible cultural heritage projects have been very popular in recent years, why don't we focus on this area? There are so many things that can be done in the intangible cultural heritage area, why don't we get involved at this time?"
Wen Xin agrees with Mr. Huang's idea, "Intangible cultural heritage is the meat and potatoes of the industry. It is the inheritance of culture and the ingenuity of craftsmen, but how do you enter the game?"
"Mr. Wen, you are being shallow, isn't there one beside you?"
"Next to me?" Wen Xin thought for a while, "Jinghuafang! Mr. Huang, are you investigating me or following me? You can't touch Jinghuafang! It belongs to my good friend, and it is now in the entrepreneurial stage. If you want to touch it,
Your idea is a bit despicable."
"Don't worry, just listen to me." Mr. Huang's eyes were full of power, which was naturally different from Wen Xin's thoughts. "Listen to me, Mr. Wen, don't we still have some money in the company's account now? Just transfer Jinghuafang to
Wouldn’t it be enough to just acquire them? Let’s recruit our own craftsmen, wouldn’t that be enough…”
"Shut up!" Wen Xin slapped the table and stood up, "Do you know what you are talking about? Jinghuafang is the hard work of my friend, why do you say it is so easy? Taking Jinghuafang is equivalent to cutting off their path.
Also, recruiting craftsmen by yourself is different from those companies on the market now that are under the banner of intangible cultural heritage and have commercial purposes."
Mr. Huang spread his hands and sneered, "But isn't the purpose of the company just to make money?"
"Then that's not how you make the money. You'd better give up this idea. No one in Jinghuafang can touch it!"
"Okay, okay! Mr. Wen, you are so noble." Mr. Huang no longer smiled apologetically, and Wen Xin's rejection made him tear off his mask in an instant, and walked out of the office without even saying hello. Wen Xin was furious.
No, I called my dad’s phone number.
"Dad, there are so many people here in the Beijing branch. They all have evil intentions. Can you transfer them?"
Mr. Wen on the other end of the phone knew that his daughter had been wronged, "Xinxin, tell dad who you want to transfer."
"I..." Wen Xin still held back. She was not someone who would arbitrarily decide someone's future. "Why don't you transfer me back!"
"How can this work? You have just been here for less than a month. Let's get familiar with each other again. Dad asked you to go there just to let you find your own direction. You have to persist, Xinxin. Only by persisting can you see what you want.
, Beijing is not like Nanjing, here your father will protect you, but when you get there, everything depends on you."
What Mr. Da Wen said was not unreasonable, and Wen Xin no longer refuted it. As long as he got along with Mr. Huang in the coming days, there would definitely be more conflicts.
"After walking for so many years in Jinghuafang, we finally saw a glimmer of light. It's not easy." After returning to the studio, several master tailors who heard the news also sighed with emotion.
"Yes, we are the old people of Jinghuafang. We are satisfied to see this day!"
Yuyan feels that she owes everyone these years, "It's because I didn't keep pace with the times and lost some good opportunities. Until now, Jinghuafang has been helped by everyone. We all came out of the factory in the beginning. You can follow me."
I am very grateful to my old Ji now. Although Jinghuafang has passed these years, he is still like a child and will still need your support in the future."
"Sister Yan, what are you talking about? It's just a pity that some people left. Do you think we can let them come back again?"
Yuyan remembered clearly that Jinghuafang experienced the most difficult moment some time ago. Many people in the studio chose to quit and did not accompany Jinghuafang. So whether to invite them back or not, Yuyan was in a dilemma.
"How about we find other people and bring in some fresh blood." Du Juan said calmly. Du Juan knew best that she left the studio at the most difficult time. Whether it was for livelihood or other reasons, Du Juan's heart was
I don't want to recruit them back again.
Seeing Du Juan say this, everyone fell silent. Yu Yan answered, "Just do what she said. When Juanjuan was in college, she established the Silk Flower Club. Later, it merged with my workshop.
The current Jinghuafang. When she was in the Silk Flower Club, Juanjuan also had some classmates who liked silk flowers. Why not contact them and see if any of them would like to come here."
"The little girl is very good. She has her own club in the university. Tell us about it. What was the Silk Flower Club like at that time? How is it different from our factory? Isn't it much more interesting?"
Looking back on this time in college, it seems like it was yesterday.
There is affection and love among these young people; rushing towards the future and career, how can the culture of old Beijing be explained clearly by a "baby" - inheriting intangible cultural heritage, silk sculptures - "Beijing Tianjiao" is constantly exciting, thank you
