Everyone looked at the mountains of orders in front of them.
After careful calculation, it turned out to be as high as 3 million!
If in normal times, a small factory would be so happy if it received so many orders, but now, everyone is frowning.
Buy ten boxes and get ten boxes free!
The cost is 2 cents per bottle, the wholesale price is 3 cents, and the retail price is 4 cents. If these orders are all retail, you can still do it even if you don't make money, but these orders are placed by those damn wholesalers!
An order worth HK$3 million!
The cost is 4 million Hong Kong dollars!
And must be delivered within a week!
In other words, even if the deal is completed, the loss will be 1 million!
At this moment, everyone knows who is behind the scenes. There are about 300 stores, basically all owned by the Dai family.
Thinking on the bright side, now that Shi Zhijian has accepted this order, it means that he has received 1 million to fully distribute the goods. With the promotion of Daijia Stores, he can increase his popularity and seize market share.
but----
First of all, Shi Zhijian's soda factory is too small to handle such a big order of 3 million yuan! If he insists on doing it, it will only explode!
Secondly, Dai's Group dominates the Xiangjiang food market. How can it watch Shi's Beverage really fully distribute its products and seize the market?
Although Dai Fengni was arrogant and unreasonable, she was not a fool. She knew from the beginning that Shi Zhijian could not complete this order!
The most important thing in doing business is trust, especially in a place like Hong Kong.
If it cannot be completed, it will be equivalent to breaking one's trust! The media will criticize it verbally! The Dai family will even take the opportunity to annex the factory!
"Does anyone have anything else to say now?" Shi Zhijian glanced at the crowd.
Fatty Kun was the first to stand up. He lowered his head, thought for a while, knelt down to everyone with a bang, and slapped himself: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault! I shouldn't be careless,
Let the factory cause so much damage!"
"Get up!" Shi Zhijian ordered.
Next to him, the boss Lai asked Hei Zai and Xiang Zai to pull up Fatty Kun.
Fatty Kun cried until tears and runny nose ran down his face.
Shi Zhijian frowned and took out a tissue and stuffed it at him: "Man, why are you crying? It's so embarrassing!"
"Boss Shi, I did something wrong, and I accept the punishment!"
"What's my punishment? Do push-ups? Not eat for three days? Can you withstand it?"
Fatty Kun: "I-----" choked up.
Shi Zhijian waved his hand and asked him to go down first, and then said to boss Lai and others: "Now the factory is in trouble, we must share the joys and sorrows together!"
The boss Lai stood up and shouted: "The boss is right! Others want to kill us, but we have to live for them!"
"That's right. What haven't we seen in the soda shop? We are afraid of ghosts!"
"When the soldiers come, they will cover up the water and cover it up with the earth, so fuck them!"
Morale immediately rose.
"But, even if we accept the 3 million order, what should we do?" Fatty Kun stopped crying, but said this.
Yes, To Kwa Wan Soda Factory is so big, and an order of 3 million is not a small amount. In the past, when their factory had 800 people, they only received an order of 500,000 at most. Now, orders of 3 million suddenly come in.
They also have to deliver the goods within a week, and even if all of them don't eat or drink, they probably won't be able to finish the job.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they all had no idea.
Boss Lai even scratched his scalp hard, and then kicked Fatty Kun on the butt: "If you fail to succeed, you will fail! You can't even say a nice word! It took a lot of effort for me to raise your morale, boss.
Your crow's mouth will be flattened by me immediately, I'll slap your mother-in-law!"
"Yeah, damn fat boy, shut up!"
Everyone got mad at Fatty Kun, either kicking his butt or slapping him on the back, and some took the opportunity to avenge themselves and hit him twice on the head.
Seeing that something was wrong, Fatty Kun covered his head and hurriedly got behind Shi Zhijian, "Boss, save me!"
Shi Zhijian couldn't laugh or cry, and had to take action to stop everyone from physically attacking the dead fat man.
"Okay, everyone, please stop talking!"
Shi Zhijian gave an order and the whole place fell silent.
"Hey, although I, Shi Zhijian, am in business, there are two types of businesses I will never do. One is unethical business, and the other is money-losing business! So for this 3 million Hong Kong dollar business, I want to find a buyer!"
"Uh, looking for a new home?"
"What idiot would take over?"
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, none of them understood what Shi Zhijian was going to do.
…
Ice House Street, Central, Hong Kong.
The climate in Hong Kong is hot, especially in summer. In order to cool down, many people have the habit of buying ice cubes.
In 1854, "Dudu & Co. opened its doors" and exclusively engaged in the business of transporting and selling natural ice cubes from the United States.
At that time, Queen's Road, commonly known as Main Street, was still a road facing the sea. A two-story warehouse was built on the roadside to store ice cubes unloaded from ships, where they were spread with sawdust, chaff, etc. for sale.
Sales volume is seven to eight hundred pounds.
It was not until 1880 that the natural ice market in the United States was replaced by artificial ice here, and the ice warehouse here was considered scrapped and was immediately acquired.
The boss who acquired the ice warehouse was a Hong Kong businessman named Zhao, who was very smart. After acquiring the ice warehouse, he changed it into a "beverage factory", specializing in the production of "carbonated soda" and "orange juice".
As the company's profits have increased, the scale of the beverage factory has also become larger and larger. It is now one of the top local beverage companies in Hong Kong.
And the name of this company is "Hongchang Beverage Company"!
Near noon, Shi Zhijian and his personal secretary Hu Juncai drove to the "Jinxing Building" in the Central District. Hongchang Beverage Company is located on the third floor of the Jinxing Building.
Shi Zhijian led Hu Juncai along the stairs and followed the building index to the third floor area. They saw that almost the entire third floor belonged to Hongchang Beverage Company. Just from the company's sign, you can see the scale of its beverage factory.
How big is it.
At the entrance of the company, a front desk was designed after a British company. A heavily made-up front desk lady smiled politely and asked Shi Zhijian if there was anything they could do for her.
"I'm here to see Mr. Zhao Defu, the boss of your company." Shi Zhijian said.
The front desk lady looked through her diary registration book: "May I ask your name, sir? Have you made an appointment with Mr. Zhao in advance?"
"No."
"Sorry sir, Mr. Zhao is very busy right now. If you have time, you can make an appointment in advance."
"I have something to do with him, please let me know." Shi Zhijian took out a business card from his arms and handed it over. There was fifty yuan under the business card.
The lady at the front desk took the business card very skillfully and said with a smile: "Sir, please wait a moment, I will go and inform you."
Soon, the female receptionist turned back and said to Shi Zhijian and Hu Juncai: "Mr. Zhao, please come in!"
"Thank you!" Shi Zhijian nodded towards the front desk.
Hu Juncai couldn't help but turn around and glance at the front desk, thinking to himself, secretaries in big companies are just good, it's so easy to get money!
…
In the office, Shi Zhijian met Zhao Defu, the boss of Hongchang Beverage Company.
Zhao Defu was in his forties and had a big belly. He was chewing a cigar and puffing away smoke. His whole body was like a mountain of flesh sunk into the sofa. His small eyes looked at Shi Zhijian with disdain.
"Mr. Shi, are you kidding? You run a soda factory, and I also make soda drinks. Why don't you just stay in your own place and come to my place to do it?"
Shi Zhijian looked at the domineering Zhao Defu, smiled, and raised his hand to Hu Juncai, who was standing behind him. Hu Juncai hurriedly took out an information bag from the briefcase he was holding and handed it to him.
Shi Zhijian took the information bag and took out an order form from it unhurriedly, "Now, Mr. Zhao, although we are colleagues, we are not enemies. On the contrary, I came to you today because I need your help with something."
"What's going on?"
"Here's a 3 million drink order, I'll make it for you!" Shi Zhijian placed the order on the coffee table and pushed it over with his fingers.
"Are you so kind?" Zhao Defu smiled with squinted eyes, then bent down with a little difficulty to pick up the order and read it.
After just a few glances, Zhao Defu became furious: "Is there any mistake? Do you think I'm stupid? How dare you fool me with something like this! Come on, get him out!"
