Chapter 1099: Strength is king (5100 words) There will be another chapter tonight
Hearing what the boss said, Yan Jinghua almost broke out in laughter. He said, "Old Sun might want to go home and take care of his grandson. Their eldest son got married the year before last, so it's almost time."
"The second child also got married last year, and they will have children in the future, so they will be very busy."
After Xia Zekai swallowed the big steamed bun in his hand, he took a sip of millet porridge and asked, "Really?"
"Boss, why am I lying to you? When Manager Sun came to me to report to me last time, he talked about this problem and said that he felt that he was getting older and was a little powerless."
"I also feel that the scale of our company is getting bigger and bigger, and he is afraid that if something goes wrong on his end, it will cause immeasurable losses to the company!" Yan Jinghua said.
He said: "I told Manager Sun at that time to let him put down the burden in his heart and not think about anything. However, Manager Sun did not agree. He asked me to tell the boss that we should recruit a financial manager in advance."
"Old Sun, he is a hero of our company." Xia Zekai thought of how in May 2009, he rented a factory building along the street at the intersection of Xinhua Road and Nanyun Road, with a total area of more than 600 square meters. It was at that time that Sun Guoqiang went to
I applied for a job at their factory.
At the beginning, their factory was small and had few people. Sometimes it was too busy. In addition to normal financial work, Sun Guoqiang would also proactively go to the workshop to do some chores such as packaging and transportation.
This old guy never complains, he does whatever he is told, he is very serious.
To be honest, although Lao Sun did not pioneer enough, he more than defended his achievements.
In the early stage of the company's most rapid development, Sun Guoqiang played a large role in the reason why Xia Zekai never bothered with financial issues and was never afraid of spending more money.
After breakfast, Xia Zekai kept thinking about Sun Guoqiang and he was very uneasy.
Unknowingly, he reached the office building and walked to the second floor. Xia Zekai stopped in his tracks. He subconsciously turned towards the financial manager's office. He wanted to chat with Lao Sun.
After walking a few steps, I remembered that there was still more than an hour before work, and there were not many people in the big office area...
But Xia Zekai still found that the light was on in the financial manager's office at the northern end.
I quickly walked over and saw that the office door was open, and the white-haired Sun Guoqiang was writing something on his desk.
"Dang Dang!"
Xia Zekai raised his hand and knocked on the open wooden door of the office a few times. Sun Guoqiang raised his head. When he saw Xia Zekai, he was very surprised: "Boss, you are here so early today?"
"I didn't go back last night, Old Sun, what were you busy with?" Xia Zekai said and stepped in.
Sun Guoqiang really didn't pay attention to this matter. He said: "It's Double Eleven tomorrow. I'll see if there are any omissions. I'm getting older, and my memory has not been very good recently. I always forget things."
A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. Only now do I realize that this is really the case. You must write down all important things in a notebook so that you will not forget them."
After hearing what he said and looking at his white hair, Xia Zekai felt a little sad: "Old Sun, you have a lot more white hair."
Sun Guoqiang didn't care at all. He touched his hair casually and said, "Boss, I will be sixty soon. It's normal to have more gray hair."
"When I'm not busy another day, I'll take some time to dye my hair black." As he spoke, a bright smile appeared on Sun Guoqiang's face.
After Xia Zekai heard this, he felt a little sad.
"Old Sun, I heard from Mr. Yan that you have other plans after the new year?" Xia Zekai asked softly.
Hearing what Xia Zekai said, Sun Guoqiang put down the pen in his hand, looked at Xia Zekai without blinking, and said: "Boss, I know you are busy during Double Eleven, and I don't have the nerve to cause you any trouble. I want to
I’ll talk to you privately after I’m done with Double Eleven.”
He said: "To be honest, I joined our company from the very beginning, and my job number plate still says 0012!"
"I just watched our company step by step from a rented 600-square-meter factory along the street to where we are today. We have our own land, built our own factory, and have such a spacious and bright office building."
"I remember that when we built a new factory but the production capacity was still insufficient, we also acquired the Ziyuan Food Factory. Later, we had a second-phase factory, a third-phase factory, and now the 'Jingtong Industrial Park' has more than 2,500 acres of land.
Oops, it’s not an exaggeration to say that I have accompanied it all the way from a child waiting to be fed to an adult now. However, the scale of the company is getting bigger and bigger, and the requirements for us in all aspects are getting higher and higher. I have this little thing.
In fact, I can’t keep up with you for a long time.”
"But thanks to the boss, he never said anything to me and allowed me to work safely. But we have to know how much we weigh..."
"In addition, I have reached the age, I will be 60 next year, and my parents also have children. When my boss was in Beijing last year, our second eldest son also got married. I discussed it with my wife, and we will be happy from now on.
It is only right to have grandchildren."
"In the future, I hope to see that Jingtong Development Co., Ltd. is getting better and better in front of the TV, in newspapers, and on my mobile phone. I am happy to see that the boss can become the richest man in the country one day, or even the richest man in the world!"
"How about you work for me for another two years?" Xia Zekai was touched by Sun Guoqiang's words and had many memories.
He couldn't explain clearly. When he saw Wang Shoulong yesterday, he thought of the old man Wang Deshun. When he heard Yan Jinghua say that Sun Guoqiang would resign next year, he was also thinking about the past.
Obviously, you are only thirty-one years old, which is a prime time for hard work. In the second half of this year, you will already be tenth on the rich list. You may not know if you will move up a few places on the list tomorrow. Why do you like to reminisce about the past?
When Sun Guoqiang heard what Xia Zekai said, he waved his hand: "Boss, I retired four years ago. It was you who didn't give up and kept me. At the beginning, I wanted to earn some extra money to support my family and earn a living for the boss and the second child.
Of course, the down payment for buying a house is the best, but who knew that a retired old man like us would become famous for doing this. The money you gave us is enough, and I know it in my heart."
"However, today, Jingtong Development Co., Ltd. really needs to recruit a more professional and senior financial manager. I can't just hold on to my position and delay the development of the company." Sun Guoqiang's attitude towards this matter
Still heard firmly.
Xia Zekai knew that he could not be persuaded, so he stopped persuading him.
He said: "Okay, but you must stick to your last post. You can't resign before I find the right person."
"Boss, I came to work in our company on June 7, 2009. Please let me make room before this time, okay!" Sun Guoqiang is still smiling. If you don't look carefully, you can't see him.
There are tears in the cloudy old eyes.
He is also very reluctant to leave, and he doesn't want to leave. As long as he sits in this position, his income of hundreds of thousands a year is safe, without food or drink, which is the price of a house.
But as he said just now, his little inventory and his little ability are really not enough to control the finances of today's Jingtong Development Co., Ltd.!
We need a more professional talent in this position!
Faced with tens of millions or hundreds of millions in turnover every day, he was afraid that his sixty-year-old heart would not be able to bear it!
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Xia Zekai raised his hand, clasped his fists, and knocked on the table several times: "Old Sun, I promise you, next summer, the company will give you a half-year bonus, so get out of here and go home to take care of you.
Go with your family and don’t let me see you in the company again."
After saying that, Xia Zekai got up and left, disappearing into the financial manager's office on the second floor.
This was also heard by several employees outside who had just come to work in the company.
They suspected that they heard it wrong. What did the boss mean by telling Finance Manager Sun to get out?
Go home and take care of the children?
Some people don’t know the cause and effect, so they can’t help but overthink it!
Some people are thinking, is it possible that Manager Sun is getting older and is no longer popular in the company?
Or was there some big incident that happened in the company that they didn't know about, and was Manager Sun the one who was dealt with?
But some people looked through the open door of the financial manager's office and saw Finance Manager Sun slowly standing up, smiling, and bowing towards the door.
"What happened?"
The morning before Double Eleven left a question in many people's minds.
…
Xia Zekai returned to the office at the east end of the third floor. He sat there for a few minutes before calming down.
Now that Sun Guoqiang has decided to leave, there are less than 8 months left from now on. It is not easy to find a suitable financial manager.
Xia Zekai called Wang Yewei. He had just arrived at the company and Xia Zekai said, "Manager Wang, come to my office."
Wang Yewei didn't know what was going on and ran over quickly.
After entering the door, he asked Xia Zekai: "Boss."
"Manager Wang, Manager Sun plans to leave his job in June or July next year. You guys should pay attention to financial management talents in advance."
"Manager Sun is leaving?" Wang Yewei was shocked.
He didn't know about this yet. When he came up from downstairs just now, he heard someone whispering about "Manager Sun" and so on. He didn't expect to leave his job.
Xia Zekai said calmly: "Manager Sun is getting older. He will be sixty next year. He took the initiative to go home and take care of his children. We all respect his choice on this matter. Let's not discuss it anymore. Please pay attention.
Let’s choose the financial manager.”
"Okay!" Wang Yewei didn't ask any more questions. He also thought about going back and telling other employees not to discuss these matters.
Wang Yewei nodded, indicating that he understood.
After he left, he was still thinking about Sun Guoqiang's resignation.
He also took the initiative to go to Sun Guoqiang's office next door. The two chatted for half an hour. When he came out of Sun Guoqiang's office, Wang Yewei understood what was going on.
I also thought about arranging it later so that others would stop talking about it.
…
The east side of the second floor belongs to the online sales area. More than 30 staff members are already in place and ready.
Zhang San won’t leave tonight either, he will stay in the office all night.
Liang Wenxiao, the supervisor in charge of online customer service, also told her husband that she will work overtime from tonight until early tomorrow morning, at least 24 hours a day, and their department will be running continuously without interruption to deal with problems that may arise during Double Eleven.
At this time, falling behind in every link means that work in other links cannot be carried out.
After Zhang San arrived at his post, he didn't bother to have breakfast, so he called everyone for a meeting first.
"Everyone, tonight is another tough battle. I have no other requirements. Our sales this year cannot be lower than last year!" he said.
More than thirty people on the opposite side stood in three rows. Listening to what he said, some people immediately expressed their dissatisfaction: "Manager, you underestimate us too much. This year will definitely surpass last year."
"Yes, it's great that you have such motivation. Last year, our sales on Taobao alone were 48 million. If we include JD.com, it would be 56 million. If there are more, we will achieve at least 110 million this year. If by then
If you do it, I will personally go to the boss to ask for your credit."
"If I can't do it, I'll go and apologize myself!" Zhang San said.
It didn't look like he was joking, everyone present looked serious.
Someone said: "Manager, just go and ask for credit. The more bonuses, the better. We will work more energetically."
"Go away, you can do it first before you talk!" Zhang San laughed and scolded.
The stagnant atmosphere at the scene relaxed a lot.
In addition to their online sales and offline sales, Guo Ying is also holding meetings with her team members. Everyone takes this matter seriously, and no one feels relaxed.
It is said that the boss has not given performance targets, but you have to admit that for them, if sales do not double, they have not achieved the target. This is the minimum thing.
The company's annual sales target of 16 billion is a big threshold, and no one feels comfortable.
The pressure on the warehousing side is no less than the pressure on the sales department.
Every year, Double Eleven is so busy that even when you close your eyes, let alone sleep, your body’s instinct is packing.
They no longer take breaks in shifts.
When they really get busy, they take turns to squint for a while, and then wipe their faces with alcohol wipes. The alcohol feels so good when it is applied to their faces, and it also makes them more awake.
After all, 75% of people wash their face with wet wipes as a routine practice.
When Xia Zekai came down from upstairs, he immediately felt that the atmosphere was different today.
When he saw Yan Jinghua, he asked: "Old Yan, have the logistics support been done? Let's check and check again. Food and drink are ready. Get some more blankets and folding beds at night. Who can
If you feel sleepy, take a good rest."
"Don't worry, boss, I've already arranged for someone to do it," Yan Jinghua said.
"Also, you go to the workshop later and make it clear to Mr. Li and Mr. Lu that although we are rushing production, we must let the employees have a good rest and avoid any safety accidents, otherwise I will
I’ll settle the score with you again.”
"Definitely not." Yan Jinghua said.
Xia Zekai said 'hmm' and said, "Go and do your work, I'll take a look around."
Yan Jinghua went to explain the matter.
Xia Zekai was not idle either. He went to two factories for a tour. After he was done, he asked Wang Yi to drive him to several branch factories. He also went to the factory where they were OEMs.
Especially when he went to the OEM factory 'Ruilin Plastics', after the boss Zheng Ruilin saw Xia Zekai again, he no longer had the arrogance he had before, and almost told Xia Zekai that he would support him directly.
Zheng Ruilin never expected that Jingtong's production capacity of children's toilet sanitary ware would be so large. As far as he knew, there were more than a dozen factories that made children's toilet sanitary ware for Jingtong Development Co., Ltd.
Under this situation, he couldn't handle anything from Xia Zekai at all, which made them unhappy and stopped their orders at any time.
Zheng Ruilin later compromised, and other OEM products repeatedly reduced production and production lines. The saved production capacity was added to children's toilet sanitary ware.
In this way, although the profit is a bit low, the volume is large, and they don't have to worry about product sales.
Moreover, Jingtong Development Co., Ltd. is very particular about payment. It pays when the time comes. On Saturdays and weekends, they will pay in advance until Friday. There are really not many such conscientious companies these days.
When he saw Xia Zekai, Zheng Ruilin was a little excited, as if he was seeing a big shot.
"Boss Xia, welcome, welcome!" Zheng Ruilin took the initiative to extend his hands to shake hands with Xia Zekai, his expression was very respectful.
Xia Zekai said: "It's not Double Eleven soon. I'm looking around. Boss Zheng, is there no problem with our production here?"
"No, the production has been going very smoothly. Thanks to the full support of our Jingtong Development Co., Ltd., we have no worries in transforming the production line and increasing the production capacity of children's toilet sanitary ware. Now the production capacity of Ruilin Plastic is very stable.
I will definitely not delay your company's affairs, Boss Xia, I can rest assured!"
"Very good, Boss Zheng. I won't say much else. You still need to put more thought into the children's toilet ware..."
"Boss Xia, you are too polite to say this. This is what we should do." Zheng Ruilin said.
Xia Zekai laughed, remembering that Zheng Ruilin didn't say that before.
For a while, he believed that he was the exclusive OEM, and wanted to give them advice and raise prices. At that time, Xia Zekai asked Xue Chen, who was in charge of OEM, to find a second or third OEM.
Since then, as the number of foundries has gradually increased, Zheng Ruilin has become more honest.
Not only did he lose his temper, he also took the initiative to modify the existing production lines and applied for a gradual increase in production volume.
This thing shows that ‘strength is king’ everywhere!
Zheng Ruilin led the way, and they went to the workshop to have a look together. Xia Zekai asked him: "Boss Zheng, do you have any other difficulties? If you have any, just tell them and we will solve them as soon as possible if we can."
"No, to be honest, working with Boss Xia's company is the most worry-free experience I have had in so many years of OEM work. Especially in terms of billing, our fees have never been delayed, and our company's employees can also get their money on time."
I'm very grateful to Boss Xia when I receive my salary." Zheng Ruilin was excited again.
Xia Zekai asked him to calm down and said, "That's good. If you do a good job, our cooperation will last longer."
