After Xia Zekai finished explaining the matter to Huang Ying, he returned to his office.
After turning on the computer, I could hear the buzzing sound of the small fan in the main chassis, but I felt particularly quiet.
He thought about the company's development this year. For now, this start is a dream start.
The degree of perfection was beyond Xia Zekai's expectation.
As of yesterday, the overall sales volume has increased by more than 30%. If this momentum can be maintained until the end of the month, then he may be able to achieve two small goals this year.
"The product is still too single." Xia Zekai sighed secretly.
But food is not like children's toilets. Children's toilets can be made by plastic factories. They only need to do a good job in terminal quality control.
But food is related to people's health, especially the health of children. Will the OEM pay attention to food hygiene in accordance with standards?
Will the production process be 100% controlled?
In this aspect, Xia Zekai does not have any expectations from the outside world. He would rather have a smaller output and fewer categories, but also have to do it himself.
The health of the child must be the first priority.
Xia Zekai thought that since the space was limited and there were not many categories, he should first introduce as much traffic as possible while ensuring the current production to create more sales and profits.
In addition, the price of Rongdou is going to increase!
He still remembered that during the last annual party, Jiang Lei told him that the price of milk powder would increase in March and April this year.
I don’t know how much the price will be raised there, but Xia Zekai knows that the price increase is an established fact, so the price of soluble beans with formula milk powder as the main raw material is bound to increase!
He didn't rush to call for a meeting, but wrote the matter down in his notebook first, thinking that it wouldn't be too late to raise prices after the Spring Festival.
But before that, you can send a letter to the customer first, maybe you can also promote a wave^_^
While he was thinking about these things in his mind, his cell phone rang, interrupting his thoughts.
Xia Zekai turned around and saw a call from his mother, Zhou Yinghong.
He didn't know why his mother was calling, but Xia Zekai quickly answered the phone: "Mom, there is something wrong with you."
"Zekai, let me ask you something." Zhou Yinghong's tone was particularly serious and a little nervous.
Xia Zekai even suspected that there was something wrong with his ears and that he had heard wrongly.
The next moment, Zhou Yinghong's voice became slightly louder and asked him: "Zekai, are you on TV?"
"..."
"I heard from your Qinghai lady in our village that you appeared on TV and earned tens of millions. She came over early in the morning to complain to me, saying that her son saw you on TV last night and said that all the leaders should go to you.
I visited the factory, is it true?" Zhou Yinghong said confusingly: "By the way, your Qinghai lady's son also works in Qicheng."
After finishing speaking, Zhou Yinghong stopped talking, fearing that everything her son said would be false and her happiness would be in vain.
Early this morning, first the sister-in-law from Qinghai who lives in the north end of Xiazhuang came to congratulate her, and then many people from the village came to her house to chat with her and ask various questions.
Zhou Yinghong herself didn't know the specific situation of her son. She listened to the words of one person and another, and finally became confused. Is her son that powerful?
However, Zhou Yinghong knew that her son was indeed rich. Her father-in-law was hospitalized for treatment, and her son paid 300,000 yuan without any hesitation. But even so, she never asked her son how much money he had.
After sending away all the neighbors who came to visit this morning, Zhou Yinghong quickly called her son and asked him about this matter.
After she finished speaking, she was feeling uneasy when she heard her son Xia Zekai say: "Mom, I have received almost this much, but I have also spent a lot this year..."
That's what happened. Zhou Yinghong felt a little dizzy. She didn't hear clearly what her son said next.
After the vertigo was cured, Zhou Yinghong asked again: "Son, you really have so much money!"
On the other end, Xia Zekai said patiently: "Mom, I did earn so much, but I spent a lot of money last year. I bought land, built factories, and bought equipment. In the end, I didn't have that much left."
"Oh, let me tell you, how can you earn so much money in just one year?" Zhou Yinghong muttered. She remembered something and then asked: "Son, how much did you earn last year?"
"I still have about a million in my card, and the rest is in my account. Mom, if you need money, just tell me and I will transfer it to you." Xia Zekai told the truth.
"More than a million!"
Zhou Yinghong was in a daze when she heard this number. After all, she had experienced the baptism of 50 million. She accepted it much better now than before. After hearing the second half of her son's sentence, she quickly said: "We don't spend money on food and drink at home. We grow them in the ground."
The food and the vegetables grown in the yard are enough to eat, and there is no illness or pain. What do I need your money for? You can just keep it yourself."
After hanging up the phone, Xia Zekai shook his head. He never expected that this matter would spread to his hometown.
This once made him suspect that the self-media era had arrived early, but the 3G network that had just been used for more than a year told him that he was overthinking it!
The camera function of your mobile phone can’t even take a clear photo, so what do you expect?
But as long as people in his hometown knew about it, it wasn't a big deal. Xia Zekai started to devote himself to work again.
He was busy until lunch time. Xia Zekai's body, which had not been active all morning, felt a little stiff, and his whole body was numb and tingling. He stood up and moved around, and then he felt a lot better.
When I raised my head, I inadvertently fell on the desk calendar on the desktop. This is the new desk calendar that was just replaced this year.
Today is January 15th, I feel like I haven’t been busy yet, and half of the month has passed in a blink of an eye.
Xia Zekai took a closer look and realized that today happened to be the first day of the twelfth lunar month.
"It's already the twelfth lunar month!" Xia Zekai sighed with emotion.
Time flies so fast, which means that it is not even a month until the Spring Festival.
Li Mumu came over and asked him to go to the cafeteria to eat together.
When the two of them came together, there were already a lot of people sitting in the cafeteria, and there were people queuing up at the window, and people were also coming from behind.
Li Mumu went to get two stainless steel plates and two pairs of chopsticks, and the two of them lined up slowly behind the crowd, talking.
The people in front were embarrassed and wanted to ask the boss and their director to prepare the meal first, but Xia Zekai refused.
"Boss, it's the twelfth lunar month, and the New Year is coming soon." Li Mumu said happily.
In previous years, he was most afraid of the New Year. His wife had two brothers and a sister, and he also had two sisters.
At their age, when they get together during the Chinese New Year, in addition to discussing their children, they also talk about their jobs, income, etc., drink, smoke, and brag about their skills.
In previous years, Li Mumu was basically the worst one, but this year was different. He turned around directly. Although he was still not the best one, he now has confidence.
He is confident that he will be no worse than any of them in the future.
This confidence comes from his current company, Jingtong Development Co., Ltd.
Xia Zekai didn't know where his happiness came from. He simply thought that Li Mumu liked to celebrate the New Year. He said: "What's so good about celebrating the New Year? After the New Year, I'm one year older. I'm another year older."
Li Mumu: "..."
He felt that what the boss said today was really unreasonable. You are not yet thirty this year and I am already forty. You said you are old. Is this a deliberate reminder to me?
But when I thought that he was already 40 and it was time for him to run for five this time, he couldn't be happy anymore.
When people reach middle age and start their careers, they just want to make their family's life better, have enough food and clothing, and don't have to think too much about the price when buying things. Not many people would think about bragging in front of relatives and friends every day.
"Boss, what kind of benefits are you getting during the Chinese New Year this year?" Li Mumu asked.
The sound was so loud that people lining up in front and behind them heard it, and they all pricked up their ears to hear it.
But Xia Zekai didn't say it explicitly this time.
He said: "Let Director Wang do the summing up when you have time. Why can't you get something worth three hundred yuan?"
Okay, this sentence is enough.
None of the people queuing up in front of or behind them were strict with their words. Not long after finishing the meal, almost everyone working in the factory knew that at least 300 yuan of benefits would be given out during the Chinese New Year this year.
300 yuan is a lot of holiday benefits. They gave away so many things during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the market price was only just over 200 yuan.
According to Qicheng’s latest adjustment of the minimum wage standard of 760 yuan last year, the holiday benefit of 300 yuan is nearly half of the minimum wage standard.
In addition, prices are very low these days, so you can buy a lot of things with this money.
If the things distributed then are more affordable, they will be able to save a lot of money during the Chinese New Year.
So much so that when Xia Zekai came out of the office, no matter where he went, the employees would nod to him affectionately and shout: "Hello, boss!"
Xia Zekai was confused, where did this intimacy come from?
After he went to the bathroom to fill some water and came back, Wang Yewei came over to find him.
As the head of the human resources department, he is responsible for all these holiday benefits.
Now that the news has spread throughout the factory, he came to find Xia Zekai to confirm this matter, so that everyone would not be happy in vain and it would be unsightly.
Entering Xia Zekai's office, he explained the matter again and asked: "Boss, just follow the standard of 300?"
"Be more flexible. You don't have to be stuck on this line. You first go to the market to see what the prices of things are. Is the New Year coming soon? Prices must have risen, and they can be raised appropriately by then." Xia Zekai is
Said so.
In short, the company has made money this year, he has plenty of money, and everyone can live a good life.
When Wang Yewei heard his boss say this, he felt relieved: "Okay, I'll go for a walk the day after tomorrow after I have a rest."
