Lu Feng was helpless when he saw her bursting into tears. Every executive had their own needs. Some wanted employee equity, some wanted high annual salary, and some wanted to be able to manage a department alone without others intervening. These
Lu Feng was satisfied, but when facing Zhang Fengxia, he didn't know what to do with her.
We talked about a lot of things in life, but Jiang Xiaoyan talked the most. Zhang Fengxia persuaded him to go out for a while.
The new factory is running continuously, with people changing shifts and machines not stopping. At six o'clock in the evening, the factory director received a phone call to change the three shifts to one. As long as the inventory reaches the red line, production will be stopped immediately.
Upon receiving the news, the factory management was dumbfounded. They didn't know why such a big order was issued under such a hot sales situation.
In the factory director's office, a bunch of management members gathered together and smoked cigarettes. Sitting on the chair was a middle-aged man with a crew cut and a scary look on his face.
"What's going on? There has been a sudden reduction in production and demand exceeds supply in the market. There have been so many people calling me these days wanting to get goods!"
"That's right, everyone's brains are sick!"
"I told you before I came to this factory that Jiafeng Electronics has a bad reputation in the industry. The top management is all pig-brained. The boss is always a well-connected customer. With such a hard backend, even today, it is useless."
"Director, if production is suspended, will overtime pay be paid? How will our wages be calculated?"
"Okay, okay, I'm going to make a call and ask. I can't keep one shift, so I'm asking if I can keep two shifts. The warehouse is still empty now." The factory director called the boss as he spoke.
"Vice President Yan, our production..."
Ten minutes later, Vice President Yan knocked on the door of Zhang Fengxia's office and asked: "Mr. Zhang, they said that there is no goods in the warehouse, and the workers also want to work more overtime, so three shifts will be followed by one shift, and two shifts.
Ok?"
Zhang Fengxia raised her head and stared at Vice President Yan with a sharp look, and shouted: "Are you bargaining with me? Do you know what execution is? I didn't explain it clearly enough. Before the inventory reaches the red line, production will be done in one shift, and after reaching the red line, production will be stopped, and execution will be fine. This
There’s no need to think about it in the factory!”
"okay, I get it."
"Who asked you to come?" Zhang Fengxia stopped him and asked, "The people in the factory asked you to ask?"
"No...no, they are just reacting to the situation, that is, the market..."
"What is the market? They understand the market? Then what does the marketing department do? The new factory has hired a lot of new management. Don't bring me some stinky problems and you come to ask me?" Zhang Fengxia's face became more and more complex.
The uglier he got, the more he shouted: "I will deduct half a month's salary from you and fire the new factory director!"
"No, Mr. Zhang..."
When Vice President Yan saw Zhang Fengxia looking at him, he immediately did not dare to speak. If he continued to speak, he would be fired. He nodded hurriedly and went out.
When he walked out of the office, he felt a cold sweat behind him. He had just been the vice president for a short time and felt that he would not last long. He secretly cursed the director of the new factory. This was not a trick on him.
Under the night, one truck after another of VCDs flew away from major factories. In just ten days of production and stocking, the huge profits spurred the strongest productivity of capital.
Everyone was working hard to take advantage of this new technological explosion, and the young people who had been at the dinner took advantage of the night to unload their goods.
He spent more than half of his fortune on buying motherboards, and then bought some cheap parts for assembly. He set up a small workshop and hired seven or eight workers. He could assemble it all in two days at a cost of less than 3
One thousand yuan, selling one is a profit of 400 to 500 yuan.
The young man had never done any work. After moving a hundred VCD motherboards, he was so tired that he was sweating. He raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky, cheering himself up and said: "Come on, you have to struggle in life. I have suffered so much today."
, I will confidently stand on the stage and speak out tomorrow, paying tribute like an idol!"
After saying that, he looked at the motherboards in the workshop and the cheap matching plastic cases piled aside. He felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment. This was the first time he had started a business in his life.
Under the night, the newspaper office was correcting the news layout. A middle-aged man wearing glasses gave people a serious look. Looking at the headline in front of him, it was: Lu Feng, a man who stands tall on the altar.
"When will we be able to behave like this?" The middle-aged man stretched himself, with a smile on his face, and said to the person next to him.
"Don't think about it if you don't have power or power, but this Lu Feng is quite young. How do you spend so much money?" A young man next to him said with a smile.
"Who do you think a piece of clothing costs a thousand yuan and a pair of leather shoes costs several hundred dollars? They are all bought by these people. Xuedao, you have just arrived. Our unit is not bad, as long as it is stable." The man patted the young man's shoulder.
He said: "No problem, let's print it."
Bian Xuedao stood up and said: "Okay, we are doing well. Even if we work late at night, we don't know how long we will be able to stay up..."
Nowadays, many media like to make gods. The last man to be made a god was Mr. Mou. The newspaper media experienced a blowout in the 1990s. Various private media appeared in large numbers, and competition in news content was extremely fierce.
The next day, early in the morning, major electrical appliance stores opened their doors. Every shopkeeper's face was full of confidence, welcoming a new day of rush shopping. There was definitely enough supply today, so they put out a sign saying 'New goods have arrived'.
When Lu Feng woke up and finished his meal, a stack of newspapers was placed on the table. One of the small newspapers was placed on top. The title was "Lu Feng stands at the altar."
Zhang Fengxia was eating her meal, reading the newspaper with joy, and said: "Do I have to imprison you in the future? This newspaper is exaggerating, saying that you are the first person in the world. Let me read it to you, Mr. Lu Feng
He has a plump face and the appearance of wealth. Through picture comparison, we found that he is very similar to the ancient rich man Shen Wansan. He is expected to become the new God of Wealth in many years... Hahahaha."
Lu Feng couldn't stand listening anymore. He introduced a bunch of imaginary experiences before, such as sleeping in a cowshed, having to eat, and accumulating step by step to finally become famous.
"These newspapers have worked hard to sell them," Lu Feng said with a wry smile.
I have finished everything I should be busy with, but I have nothing to do today. I will read the newspaper after dinner and call Jiang Xiaoyan for a chat.
At ten o'clock in the morning, the rush buying started. The buying crowd first went to the major counters of Golden Leopard. Then they heard that there were cheaper ones nearby and started to compare.
In the past, due to the tight supply of goods, customers felt that they could not think about it. As long as they hesitated, they would be bought by others. Now that all major counters have sufficient supplies, they are not in a hurry.
This is a bad start. There are more goods than people, and the extra money is not even a little bit.
At 11 o'clock in the morning, all major companies received a message that Jiafeng Electronics' new factory production would be reduced by two-thirds. Li Quanliang felt very good when he heard the news.
Lu Feng was obviously still aware of the imminent risk and wanted to apply the brakes, but unfortunately it was too late.
The cost investment of 50 million, plus the investment in the new factory area, is too high. As long as VCD sales plummet, it will completely bring down Jiafeng Electronics.
Mr. Zheng was even more excited when he heard the news. Success is right in front of him. No matter how he develops, he will succeed. Other factories saw the fear of Jiafeng Electronics.
If the golden leopard takes a step back, they can take a step forward. This is a good start!
At noon, Lu Feng went directly to the legal department without eating. There were only a dozen people in the legal department before, who were mainly responsible for contract formulation, legal risks, etc.
Last time, Lu Feng said that he wanted to strengthen the legal team. With the budget in place, there were already more than 70 lawyers sitting in the office. Lu Feng walked in and pressed his hand to everyone, asking them to sit down.
Most of these lawyers were hired temporarily, and Lu Feng could only beg that there should not be a lawyer like 'Zhang Wei' among these people.
"During this period, everyone has one task: to search for various pirated and infringing VCDs on the market, find the location of the factory, and then sue and demand compensation. If there is no jurisdiction, we will file a lawsuit in this city's court."
"My only request is that those who can file for bankruptcy should not go easy on me. If they cannot file for bankruptcy, ask the local industrial and commercial bureau to fine and seal them on the grounds of infringement." Lu Feng looked at them and said solemnly:
"I know that many of you are from law firms, and I don't value compensation that much. It's 30 to 70 points, and you get 3 points. If you sue him for a million dollars, I'll give you 300,000."
There was a round of applause at the scene, and everyone was excited. This is a big job. Pirated VCDs are rampant in the market now. How can any manufacturer not have millions in assets?
At around one o'clock at noon, the sales volume of Golden Leopard VCD was less than half of yesterday. The competition in the Electrical Appliance City became unprecedentedly fierce. The merchants sensed that something was wrong and kicked the clerks out and asked to recruit people inside.
Some merchants had too many goods and needed to get their money back as soon as possible. If something was not right, they immediately lowered their prices. In a small market in an electrical appliance city, the first wave of vicious competition formed and the market began to collapse.
"VCD! VCD only costs 3,450. If you miss today, you will regret it for a year!"
"Would you like to buy a VCD? Come on, I have one here. It's cheap. I'm doing an activity today..."
Not only in the Electrical Appliance City, but the young man last night assembled twenty-five VCDs in the morning. He didn’t have a store, so he set up a stall next to the Electrical Appliance City.
When I laid out the items, I originally thought that the price of 3,400 would be crazy to sell, but in the end, no one passing by even looked at it.
In the past few days, users were concentrated. Those in need would rush to the Golden Leopard counter, making it difficult to find one. Today, everyone has taken out the goods. There are many various sales channels, and users have been diverted.
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As Lu Feng said, the current VCD market is less than 5% of that of video tapes, and it will take time to expand the market.
It was the first time for a young man to start a business. He stood at the gate of the Electrical Appliances City and sold for two hours. His mood was completely broken. He asked someone: "Brother, would you like to take a look at the VCD? These are all products from the manufacturer, they are cheap, and they are three-dimensional."
One thousand and four units, from the Golden Leopard."
"One of them is fifty yuan more expensive than yours. It won't work when I get home. Who should I call?" The elder brother turned around and was about to leave.
"If you buy with integrity, I can give you a hundred or three thousand cheaper. How about making friends?" The young man was anxious.
A trading principle that he doesn't understand is that when the price bottom line is easily penetrated, it means there is no bottom line!
The eldest brother left, and the young man looked at the shops around him. The clerks were standing on the street pulling people. The market changed overnight, from a seller's market to a buyer's market.