The Pentium Era - South to North

The store on Yan'an Road was in operation for more than a month. Lao Wan and the maintenance team went there, and the factory construction site was delayed for more than a month. After returning, due to the sudden increase in customers, the daily shipment volume was huge. By the way, half of the maintenance team's energy is spent on shipping and delivery.

Several masters were sent by Zhang Chen to guide the decoration of franchise stores in various places. Zhang Chen himself really couldn't spare the time. After all, these masters had decorated the Yan'an Road store and were very familiar with all craftsmanship, especially Zhang Chen's. I understand all the requirements and can also understand on the phone.

Unlike those chefs hired by franchise stores, they are all locals. First of all, they have difficulty speaking Mandarin. Some of the things Zhang Chen said were even more confusing. Zhang Chen talked for a long time, but the other party still didn’t understand. There are these The situation improved after the master came to provide guidance. At least the two parties could communicate.

Lao Wan took the rest of the people and went to the construction site to do some work whenever they had time. Zhang Chen had changed his mind now. The financial pressure was gone. They no longer planned to build one floor, but three houses. , the entire building was completed one building at a time.

Lao Wan didn't dare to add more people for the time being. Those decoration projects were all short-term. It couldn't be said that the masters came back from a business trip and found that their jobs were gone.

Zhang Chen's energy was mainly spent on bringing in two new designers, as well as how to adapt to the sudden increase in market, sales, production and rationalizing the entire network. As for the project, don't rush now, we are done. Let’s talk about it this time, just let it rot there first.

For Zhang Chen, the most urgent thing now seems to be the current showroom. He feels that it is urgent to separate the design center and distribution center in his mind. The designers and sample workers should go to another place, and the design center and the distribution center in his mind should be separated. Here, it is completely left to Zheng Huihong and the others. With these three of them, plus warehouse management and transportation, this distribution center is complete.

But the other place where designers and sample workers should go is still in the air. When will it be surrounded by walls and a roof above its head, Zhang Chen doesn't know.

He feels that his whole being is surrounded by things now. Every thing is important and urgent, and should be done immediately, but he just can't do anything right away.

The big brother in Zhang Chen's butt pocket rang, and he picked it up. It was Xiao Zhao. Xiao Zhao told Zhang Chen that Mr. Nie called again and asked when he could meet with you.

"Which Mr. Nie?"

"Oh, I told you last night, the one from Erqing Head Office."

Zhang Chen remembered the two business cards Xiao Zhao gave him yesterday. One was Mr. Nie, the general manager of Erqing Corporation, and the other was a secretary named Bao, Secretary Bao.

If Xiao Zhao hadn't said anything, Zhang Chen would have forgotten these two people long ago.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Chen said.

"What's wrong? You are really..."

Xiao Zhao said half of what he said but did not continue. Zhang Chen understood. Xiao Zhao wanted to say that he now makes promises easily and forgets them quickly. He Hongmei also mentioned this problem of his. Zhang Chen thought about it for himself. That's indeed what happened.

Nowadays, when people talk to him about something, he doesn't know whether he is busy or uneasy. He always responds casually before others have finished speaking, saying, "Okay, okay, okay, okay," or just wait until the afternoon or tomorrow.

But in the afternoon or tomorrow, others would no longer mention this matter to him, and he would have completely forgotten about it. He agreed to it at that time, as if it was just to deal with them.

He Hongmei said to him seriously: "Master, do you know that it's not good for you to do this? It's easy to accidentally hurt others."

"Okay, okay, I'll change it right away."

Zhang Chen hurriedly said. After saying that, he saw He Hongmei staring at him and pointing a finger at him: "Again? Say it again."

Zhang Chen didn't say anything more, but smiled sheepishly.

"I told them that you promised to go there today." Xiao Zhao said.

"Okay, I'll go over now." Zhang Chen said, "Where is their company... Oh, I remembered, it's upstairs in the Erqing Building, right? I'll go over now."

Erqing Building is also on Yan'an Road, not far from their store. Diagonally opposite, the first and second floors of the building are department stores, and Hangcheng Building, Hangbai, International Building, Gonglian Commercial Building, Overseas Chinese Building, Xintianlong Shopping Mall, Supply and Marketing Building, Jiebai, and Tianyiyuan were also known as the "top ten shopping malls" in Hangzhou at that time.

Zhang Chen parked his bicycle in the parking lot of the building, entered through a side door next to the mall, and took the elevator to the sixth floor.

The door of the general manager's office was open, and a fat man about fifty years old was sitting in front of the desk, looking down at a newspaper.

Zhang Chen knocked on the door twice and walked in. The man raised his head and looked at him. Zhang Chen asked, "Hello, are you Mr. Nie?"

The other party nodded and said I am, may I ask who you are...

"I am Zhang Chen."

"Zhang Chen?"

"Half Acre Field, you went to our store yesterday to look for me."

"Oh, hello, hello, Mr. Zhang!"

When Mr. Nie heard this, he quickly put down the newspaper in his hand, stood up and shook hands with Zhang Chen, but he still had some doubts in his eyes. He looked at Zhang Chen, then turned to look at the newspaper on the table. The newspaper was "Hangzhou" from many days ago. City Daily, there was a report about half an acre of land. Zhang Chen understood. He saw a picture of Liu Ligan in the newspaper.

Zhang Chen quickly said: "The reporter made a mistake. This is a friend of mine. He came from Hainan to attend our opening ceremony. The reporter mistakenly thought he was me."

As Zhang Chen spoke, he took out his business card holder from his pocket, took out one of his own business cards and handed it to Mr. Nie. Mr. Nie took it in his hand and looked at it. Then he was relieved, laughed, and cursed:

"Now that there are more newspapers, reporters are becoming less and less dedicated, and such a big mistake will happen."

Zhang Chen followed and smiled.

Mr. Nie asked Zhang Chen to sit on the sofa, poured a cup of tea for Zhang Chen, and then waved his hand to indicate a moment. He returned to the desk, picked up the phone receiver on the table, and pressed a few numbers. , and it says:

"Old Bao, Mr. Zhang who owns half an acre of land is here."

Mr. Nie put down the phone and walked back to the sofa. Before he sat down, a man came in from outside the door. He was also about fifty years old and very thin. He was in perfect contrast with Mr. Nie. When he saw Zhang Chen, he also He was stunned for a moment, then looked at Mr. Nie, who smiled and said:

"The reporter made a mistake. That was Mr. Zhang's friend. This is the real Mr. Zhang Chen."

Zhang Chen knew that this person must be Secretary Bao, so he quickly stood up, took out his business card and handed it over: "Hello Secretary Bao, this is my business card."

Secretary Bao accepted it with a smile.

Mr. Nie and Zhang Chen said: "Mr. Zhang, let me tell you a joke first. Don't mind. When we came back yesterday, we were also wondering why the photos in the office were different from those in the newspaper. Haha, I was embarrassed to ask more questions. Today All the answers are there.”

Zhang Chen also laughed, knowing that the photo in the office that Mr. Nie was talking about was a photo of himself, Xiao Zhao and Zhang Xiangbei on Xiao Zhao's desk.

Secretary Bao looked at Zhang Chen and said: "Mr. Zhang is still young and promising, and can create such a big scene. We went to your place yesterday afternoon to visit and study, and we all admired it. Logically speaking, in that store, during that afternoon , it’s not Sunday, so it should be very deserted, but there are still so many people.”

"Yes, yes, it is very inspiring to us." Mr. Nie sighed, "By the way, Mr. Zhang, I heard that this store on Yan'an Road is your own?"

Zhang Chen is right.

"We also heard that the clothes in there are also produced by you yourself?"

Zhang Chen nodded and said, most of them, but a small part, are from franchise partners.

"Mr. Zhang, where is your own factory?" Secretary Bao asked.

"Three Castles."

"How many workers are there?"

"There are about 140 sewing workers. Including back-end ironing, cutting, logistics, finance, etc., the total number is more than 210, excluding the personnel in the Yan'an Road store."

"Mr. Zhang, let me take the liberty to ask, what is your sales? I read in the newspaper that you seem to be withdrawing from the wholesale market. In the clothing industry, you are the first company in the province to implement a franchise chain operation." Mr. Nie interjected.

Zhang Chen said yes, "We are now all through our own sales network. We have 14 general agents across the country. In addition to this flagship store in Hangzhou, we have sales offices in Beijing, Shenyang, Harbin, Chongqing, Zhengzhou, etc." There are fourteen main stores in the land, and below the main store, there are more than 450 specialty stores in various cities and counties."

Mr. Nie was surprised: "So many? Can you be busy with production?"

Zhang Chen shook his head: "I'm so busy that I have to rush for goods every day."

"Then how do you solve the contradiction between production and sales now?" Secretary Bao asked.

"Two dollars, one is for the few partners who have joined. They used to have one or two people working on it, but now there are more than ten or twenty people working in each company. This has relieved some of our pressure, and the other thing is, In addition to our own factory, we now have six or seven processing plants producing for us, which are our designated partners, adding more than 200 vehicles."

Zhang Chen sighed softly: "But even so, I'm still very busy."

Mr. Nie and Secretary Bao looked at each other. Zhang Chen felt that both of them seemed to be relieved and smiled unnoticeably.

"alright."

Mr. Nie gently patted his thigh with his hand, looked at Zhang Chen and said, "Mr. Zhang, let's not beat around the bush anymore. Let's open the skylight and speak openly. Our Secretary Bao and I went to your place yesterday. In fact, we went to your place specifically. We went to inspect it, and we just wondered if we could cooperate.”

"Cooperation, cooperation for what?" Zhang Chen was a little confused.

"Under our Erqing Corporation, there is a Qunying Garment Factory. I won't hide it from you, Mr. Zhang. The efficiency in the past two years has been very poor. It has been severely affected by the market. We would like to ask you, can we turn this factory into a factory?" Annexed.”

Mr. Nie finally made it clear, but Zhang Chen was confused. Merger, what kind of merger is this?

Just like when the Yue Opera Troupe was disbanded and half of the people were merged into the Wu Opera Troupe?

Zhang Chen remembered that the result was strong opposition from the Wu Opera Troupe. In the end, only Lao Yang came in. The others went to the Cultural Bureau on 135 and the county government on 246. A Yue Opera troupe became a coloratura blocker. The regiment, it is said, even the county magistrate would flee when he saw them.