Back in 1981: Marrying the love of your life

"What's going on?" Su Mu asked.

Chai Tianbao replied: "A large group of people came, some with sacks, some pushing row carts, saying that they came to our factory to buy clothes."

"Brother Mu, you are really a god!" Miao Zhuang, who was taking a pen to record what Su Mu had just said, looked so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

Brother Mu just said that people with a keen sense of smell will definitely be able to find business opportunities, and then choose to purchase in bulk and sell clothes outside of Pingzhou City.

As a result, the person who bought the goods came.

What is this not God?

Thinking of this, Miao Zhuang looked at Su Mu's eyes, not only more admiration and awe.

"How many people came?" Su Mu asked.

Chai Tianbao replied: "When I came over, there were eight or nine people at the door, and there were people who kept rushing to us, and it was estimated that there were about ten people."

"Let them in and lead people to the reception room." Su Mu ordered.

Chai Tianbao agreed, turned around and left in a hurry.

Su Mu took a sip of tea and walked to the reception room downstairs.

Miao Zhuang was like a fart, following behind him, holding a book in his hand, a pencil pinned to his ear, and looking diligent and studious.

A few minutes later.

A group of more than a dozen people lined up to enter the reception room.

Seeing Su Mu, he naturally had a compliment.

"Director Su, you are so kind!"

"Yes, I was on the scene at the time, and when I heard you say that I donated one million, I felt like my heart was about to jump out!"

"Director Su, you are really a model for us in Pingzhou City, and you deserve a good example for us to get closer to you!"

Su Mu looked at the dozen or so people in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh with some emotion.

It belongs to the era of the fallen master, this is about to kick off!

After waiting for a long time, seeing that these fallen masters were still praising one by one, Su Mu had to wave his hand to stop it: "Everyone doesn't have to praise me so much, let's get down to business." Everyone

suddenly fell silent.

A moment later, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties said while handing a cigarette: "Director Su, don't hide from you, we all fell in love with the clothes in your factory, and we want to enter a batch and change hands to earn a difference."

Su Mu declined the cigarette handed over and said, "Yes, but the price has to be according to yesterday's, and if you buy more, it will not be cheap."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the fallen masters changed.

Aren't they buying and selling, and what they earn is the difference in the middle?

If the price of the goods taken by the factory is the same as the price of clothes bought in the market, then it will still earn a yarn!

"Director Su, we came sincerely, you have to let us make a hard money, don't you?" Someone said with a bitter face.

Su Mu smiled and said: "The price I gave you, you definitely have to earn, you can sell to a relatively developed city than Pingzhou City, with "the same costume as the girl dancing with Teng Lijun" as a gimmick, take the newspaper photo as proof, naturally you don't worry about selling." As for what price you can sell it, it depends on your ability.

After hearing this, the masters exchanged glances with each other, and then nodded one after another, indicating that they felt that it made sense.

After a long while, someone smashed it all in his palm, and said in an open tone: "It's done!" I will buy five hundred pieces first, support the bold, starve the timid, I don't believe I can't sell them! The

rest of the people thought of yesterday, the scene of fans frantically buying clothes, and they also gained confidence.

"I'll buy five hundred pieces too!"

"I'll buy three hundred pieces!"

"I don't have enough money, I can only buy a hundred."

Su Mu waved his hand and said, "Not today, I already sold out all the inventory yesterday." "

Huh?" The faces of the fallen masters couldn't help but be disappointed, but they also had to accept this fact.

After a moment, someone asked: "Director Su, then when can we take the goods?"

Su Mu thought for a moment and gave a relatively conservative deadline: "Come back in three days."

"Director Su, I can pay the deposit first, you write me a receipt, don't find too many people at that time, we will be ranked behind." Someone took out ten sheets of great unity from his pocket and handed them over.

Seeing this, the rest of the people also took money from their pockets one after another, and constantly emphasized that in case more people came to buy goods, let Su Mu definitely rank them in front.

Su Mu shook his head and smiled: "In this way, I will write a number on the receipt, and the one with the highest number will be given priority to pick up the goods at the top of the line, so it is always okay, right?"

The dumpers said they had no objection, carefully put the receipts away, and left satisfied.

After lunch, Su Mu called a meeting of all the middle-level cadres in the factory.

At the meeting, he briefly told everyone about the morning when the masters came to the door.

This made all the group leaders can't help but feel a little emotional.

"In the past, when Wu Guangyao was the director of the factory, he was worried that the clothes in the warehouse could not be sold, but now it is the other way around, the clothes are not worried about selling, but the production capacity is worried that he cannot keep up."

"People and people really can't be compared, if only Director Su took over our garment factory earlier!"

"The factory is the same factory, the workers are the same workers, but different people come to operate, but there are two effects, this is the gap in level!"

At the end of the meeting, the people who participated in the meeting are responsible for communicating the content of the meeting downward.

When they heard that the production capacity could not keep up, the workers' tight heartstrings couldn't help but tighten a little again.

Su Mu didn't need to look, but also knew that in the workshop, it must be busy at the moment.

However, people have limits.

No matter how hard you try, it is impossible to break the ceiling.

Therefore, the production capacity may be increased, but it will definitely not repeat the rocket-like speed of improvement two months ago.

If you want to fundamentally solve the problem of insufficient production capacity, you can only focus on the three garment factories in Ning Xin's hands.

"I already knew that I should have let that guy Ning Xin set up a note at that time." Miao Zhuang said in a distressed tone.

Su Mu shook his head and said: "It's useless, the nature is different, even if there is a written evidence, take it to the lawsuit, it is impossible to win the lawsuit."

"Brother Mu, then Ning Xin is now iron-hearted and unwilling to fulfill the gambling contract, so we can't do anything at all?" Miao Zhuang asked.

Su Mu was silent, Chen Si was for a while, and he really couldn't think of any good way.

In this situation, I can only wait for Xinsheng Group to find no one to take over, and then come to negotiate with myself.

And this, it takes time.

"How about I lead a few people to the doors of those three garment factories at night and write braille on them with paint?" Miao Zhuang suggested.

"No need." Su Mu shook his head and vetoed: "Those three garment factories can't stop work all the time, at most a week, either find someone to take over, or resume work, it's not us who should be anxious at present, just wait patiently."

Miao Zhuang nodded, his eyes full of adoration.

He admired Su Mu's calm temperament and did not panic no matter what happened.

But as everyone knows, this requires rich experience as a support, and imitation cannot be imitated.