Xiaoxin was sleeping in a corner nearby, her limbs spread out domineeringly, sleeping very soundly.
Xue Ling leaned over and kissed her chubby little hand.
At this time, Cheng Tianyuan walked in and lowered his voice: "I just woke up. The breakfast at Mom's place is ready. You can go back to the main factory after you finish."
"Yeah." Xue Ling said, "I still have things to do in the afternoon, so I can't be too late in the morning."
Cheng Tianyuan knew that she had been in and out of Uncle Zheng's house next door last night, and he guessed that it might be Xiao Yi's fault. However, his wife didn't tell her, probably because Uncle Zheng's affairs were not easy to publicize, so he consciously did not ask.
Xue Ling asked while changing clothes: "How is your business recently?"
"There are some problems." Cheng Tianyuan explained: "I don't know why, the people in Shanyue always say that the machines in the factory are not good and the production is intermittent. They say that they have asked the master to repair it, but it always doesn't work. The following customers are chasing after them, and so am I.
I have no choice but to transfer it to other places and sell it.”
"Is there a fixed source of supply? How is the quality?" Xue Ling muttered: "If Shanyue can't produce it, we can't just hang it on a string, otherwise we will lose customers."
Cheng Tianyuan explained: "It's not fixed, but the quality is good. Most of them come from the Northeast, so the profit is small, but I think customers are waiting for them, so I don't care."
Xue Ling nodded: "The business chain cannot be broken. Others are secondary for the time being. What happened to Shanyue and the others? They made money, but the machine was not repaired in time? It is important to update it quickly! When others produce better paper towels, they
They will be eliminated by the market. It has been several years and they have not released a new product yet, so they cannot withstand the fierce competition in the market. If they had not started in this industry earlier, they would have been eliminated long ago."
Cheng Tianyuan thought the same way, and whispered: "Shan Yue is always hesitant, I guess there is some secret inside. He didn't tell me, so it's hard for me to ask. Forget it, there will be better products in the future, so I will naturally choose the better ones.
You get what you pay for, and customers understand this."
Xue Ling shook his head: "The couple - they are really troublesome! If my daughter can't adapt to the weather in the imperial capital, she can take her time and run away as soon as she turns around. Can she abandon all the house decoration and study courses here? It's cold outside in winter.
, but there is heating in the house! You can go out less and stay at home more. It takes time to adapt."
Cheng Tianyuan chuckled: "You don't understand this, and you can't understand it. You have four children, but I only have one. Naturally, you care about them and love them, and you can't tolerate any loss."
Xue Ling chuckled and retorted: "You are wrong about this. Although I have many children, I love them with all my heart, but you can't overprotect them! I still understand the principle that too much is not enough.
My two sons have grown up, so as long as there is nothing dangerous, I will let them do it. You see, our Yangyang family has become more knowledgeable and sensible after being out for about a year. Children cannot be kept in captivity at home and pampered and protected, otherwise
Sooner or later something will go wrong."
"Although it makes sense, people don't necessarily think the same way as you do!" Cheng Tianyuan explained: "After all, it's just such a baby. Naturally, we must protect it well, and there is no room for any mistakes."
Xue Ling shook his head: "That would not be good for the child."
Girls can indeed be pampered, but excessive pampering will be counterproductive. After all, a child cannot always live in the greenhouse of her parents. She has to grow up and adapt to this society.
Cheng Tianyuan smiled: "There's nothing we can do about it, because the daughter is theirs."
Xue Ling turned around and nestled against his chest.
"What about your ideas? Are they still consistent with mine?"
Cheng Tianyuan smiled fondly and tapped her pretty nose.
"Unanimous! I'm all in agreement with you."
He kissed her forehead and said warmly: "Don't drive too hastily. You can do things more slowly. It won't take more than an hour and a half."
"Hey!" Xue Ling responded sweetly.
At this time, Xiaoxin in the room started crying.
Cheng Tianyuan quickly let go of her, turned around and went into the house to hug his little lover.
Xue Ling shrugged helplessly, not wanting to compete with her daughter for favor, and hurriedly ate breakfast and rushed to the main factory.
At present, some people are beginning to look for similar denim fabrics in the market, and then make corresponding imitation products for sale. But after all, they are the first developers and the largest manufacturers on the market, so their reputation and reputation are still there, and their scale is very large. Others Still can't compete with myself.
However, she is also mentally prepared, after all, her products cannot remain popular forever.
She can only continue to seek innovation, start from the design aspect, and try to continue this trend as long as possible.
It only lasts for a year at most, and it may not be able to hold on, and it can only rely on the brand to survive for a while.
Xue Heng was still confident, saying that one year would be enough, and he would then find some new ones to develop.
Xue Ling found it difficult, and explained to him that now we mainly rely on quantity, but that may not be possible in the future, and we can only make things with high quality and high output.
She has some ideas in mind, but it is not easy to implement them yet because there are very few designers in the field.
She asked a designer to help find her a while ago, but she said it would be difficult unless she had to go abroad to find one.
Xue Ling asked her to keep looking and introduce him if she could find it. She was not ready to spend so much effort because of the designer issue.
She went to the factory and then to the warehouse.
Denim has a strong smell, so she urged workers to wear masks and keep windows and doors open as much as possible to allow for plenty of ventilation.
Despite this, there are many new products accumulated in the warehouse, and the smell is still very strong.
Xue Ling found a mask and put it on, randomly selected a few and looked at them.
After checking various departments, she returned to the office to check the books.
Because there are currently three supporting factories to help with production, the accounts are very large, so she hired two more accountants to help manage the accounts.
Despite this, she reconciles her accounts when she has time, almost every day, and has developed a habit.
At noon she had lunch in the canteen and took a nap.
Unexpectedly, the secretary said that a new batch of fabrics was a little light in color and too thin, which obviously did not meet the requirements.
She quickly got up and hurried to the fabric warehouse.
After checking it out, she smiled.
"Go and talk to the manufacturers and listen to what they have to say. Keep this batch of goods for making summer clothes next spring."
The secretary responded and turned around to contact the manufacturer.
After a while, she came back.
"The manufacturer has apologized, saying that poor operation caused the quality problem. They said that if they insist on returning the goods, they will make up for it. If they keep it, they are willing to refund 30% of the purchase price as compensation. I just hope that we can continue Renew the contract.”
Xue Ling smiled and said: "Tell them that we are also sincere, just refund 20%, and the other 10% can be used as extra meals for the workers."
The secretary gave a thumbs up: "It's better for us, Miss Xue, to discuss it!"
Xue Ling gave up and turned back to the office.
After a while, the accountant hurriedly walked in: "Director Xue, I have your phone number."
Xue Ling responded and answered the call from the extension.
"Hello? Hello! I'm Xue Ling!"
The other party was quiet for a moment, and a familiar voice whispered: "Sister, it's me... Ah Huan."
Xue Ling raised his eyebrows, thinking that he was going to go to the hospital to catch him!
"Hey! Ah Huan, I was just going to find you!"
Xue Huan asked in a low voice: "Sister, I want to ask you... Is Zheng Xiaoyi okay? Is she feeling better? She should be at home now, right?"