Bringing the system to be a little ancestor in the 80s

Chapter 78
Qiao Anshao asked Liu Ruoyun to work as the head of the sales department in the factory.

This product is born to run sales, and has received a lot of orders here and there.

By the way, some overstocked inventory was also sold.

Qiao An is very experienced in doing business in towns and villages. Back then, he started his business in towns and villages.

By the way, he also pulled his gang of cronies up.

Those people have taken root in the town all year round and wandered around. They have no other advantage, but they know the situation of each town well.

It's just that those friends who used to fool around with Qiao Anshao almost didn't recognize him when they saw him.

Is this man in a neat suit and carrying a briefcase in front of him, or the "street slipper" Qiao Anshao they know?

"Okay, where did you steal this outfit?" Someone asked while touching his clothes.

"What is stealing?" Qiao An Shao knocked off the man's hands.

"I bought it, a serious brand name."

"Okay, you, Qiao San, I haven't seen you for more than a year, where did you get rich?"

"What Joe San?"

Qiao Anshao glared at the man, then straightened his back and coughed: "From now on, please call me Director Qiao."

"Joe...the director?"

"The factory manager...haha..."

"With your appearance, can you be the director of the factory?"

"You're going to be the director of the factory, then I can be the mayor,"

Everyone couldn't stop laughing.

Qiao Anshao: "Hey, I'm really in the position. I might as well tell you, my lord, I'm now officially working as the deputy director of Beimian Textile Factory, the chief of the sales department and the manager of the Sisi clothing store."

His seriousness frightened these people.

This...couldn't be true?

This shouldn't be!
Qiao Anshao, don't they understand?He hasn't even graduated from junior high school yet, he has just been literacy, what else can he do besides fighting and making trouble?

Such a person can still be a factory manager?Didn't the factory close down by him?
How did they know that not only did Qiao Anshao not close down the factory, he even revived a dying factory.

Qiao An rarely saw this situation, so he put away his joking expression and started talking about business.

"Okay, okay, I'm doing well now, isn't this bringing my brothers to get rich?"

As he spoke, he took out a pack of big front door smokes one by one.

While smoking with his brothers, he asked his assistant to unload the goods from the truck.

"Did you see it? These clothes are on sale for three yuan each."

"so cheap?"

Everyone was dumbfounded. Although people in the county don't like these clothes, they are still popular in the towns.

And it's still a high-grade polyester fabric, so it usually costs about ten yuan a piece.

"That's right, three yuan a piece will be wholesaled to you, and all the money you earn from selling it will be yours.

And there is no cost, get the goods first, pay later, and replace or refund if you can't sell them all.

How about it?Interesting enough? "

Is this interesting enough?

This is so interesting!

In the past, it was impossible to sell goods from state-owned factories to others. Even the eyes of the salespersons in state-owned stores almost grew to the top of their heads.

Now Qiao Anshao not only got the goods, but also offered such good conditions.

These people have nothing to do, wandering around the town all day, and now they can even make money wandering.

Isn't this pie in the sky?
"It's not over yet." Qiao Anshao added.

"You sell a lot. Not only do you earn money, but I also have rewards. I will reward you with five yuan for selling 30 pieces, [-] yuan for fifty pieces, and [-] yuan for [-] pieces...

Hard work pays more..."

What about rewards?
Qiao An's few words made everyone's blood boil. It's just these clothes, so cheap, it's not like selling them for fun.

One hundred pieces is thirty!
It's as good as their family's income.

They can even imagine how they would look proud in front of their family with the money.

Who would have thought that the "street slipper" who used to be worthless in the eyes of others can now make money?

Now no one laughed at Qiao An.

He is really capable!
"What are you doing in a daze? Get the goods!"

Without a word from Qiao An, it was like a charge, and everyone rushed to the goods and rushed to grab them.

It looked like a hungry wolf snatching meat.

The assistants looked dumbfounded, afraid that they would tear the clothes.

But they saw their factory manager smoking leisurely, with a smile on his lips.

The head of the sales department in the past was so stupid, he put on airs and refused to release the goods, and gave up a large area of ​​the township market.

The pants are almost lost, and the sales channels have not yet been released. They are still going to state-owned stores to find powerful big distributors.

He didn't even think about it, the current clothes are different every day, which big dealer can value these old-fashioned goods?
Although these clothes are basically sold at a loss, there is no way, the only thing we can do now is to stop the loss.

These people were so motivated that they sold more than 7000 pieces within a month.

Qiao Anshao, the head of the sales department, was an instant hit. Although the total cost was only around [-] yuan, it was not enough to look at the factory's losses.

But the factory is considered to be the only fund that has been withdrawn during this period.

It also made those who doubted Qiao Anshao completely shut up.

As for the rest of the goods, Qiao Anshao really couldn't sell them anymore.

"The township market is so big, and the farmers don't have much money, so it's not bad if these clothes can be sold." Qiao An found Liu Ruoyun and said.

Liu Ruoyun also understands it very well, as for the goods behind...

Liu Ruoyun bit her teeth: "I tore it all up."

"Tear it?"

The workers could hardly believe their ears.

"What are you tearing up this fine clothes for?"

"Deputy Manager Qiao only sells polyester clothes. We have a lot of pure cotton left in our factory, which has good water absorption, and can be shredded and sold as mops."

"Make it a drag..."

Make it a mop!

Liu Ruoyun is crazy, she must be crazy, isn't it a waste of good clothes to make a mop?

"If you don't make a mop, what else can you do with these clothes?" Liu Ruoyun asked back.

Everyone couldn't answer.

"Little San, contact your brothers in the town and ask them to process mops."

Liu Ruoyun resisted all opinions and directed the workers in the factory.

"Tear me up!"

The sound of "click" and "click" made everyone's heart ache.

These are all good clothes, and they stepped on them line by line at the beginning, but now they are all torn.

Waste, waste, what is capitalism?
Fortunately, these mops were all accepted by a wholesaler of small commodities, and sold for 1 yuan.

It can be regarded as returning a little blood to the factory.

The first thing Liu Ruoyun did when he got the money was to repay everyone's salary for a month, which was considered to calm everyone's grievances.

This time, the inventory is almost exhausted, and now it is time to develop new products.

New production line, new blueprints, new materials...

Everything is new.

(End of this chapter)