Female President's Bodyguard

After a night of full production, the next morning, [-] masks were piled up in the warehouse of Ding Fan's factory.

Ding Fan, who had been busy all night, didn't dare to go to sleep, and stood guard at the warehouse door early in the morning, waiting for the distributor Xu Qing mentioned to come to pick up goods.

But until eight o'clock in the morning, there was no sign of any channel dealers, and even the old man who was watching the warehouse began to squat aside boredly watching the ants move.

"Mr. Xu, no channel dealer has come here yet." Ding Fan couldn't bear it anymore, and called Xu Qing to report.

On the phone, Xu Qing was as calm as ever: "Don't worry, the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys."

"But, so many finished products are backlogged here, and the factory is constantly producing, I'm worried that there will be no place to put them in the warehouse." Ding Fan said with a wry smile as he looked at the warehouse that was almost full.

Xu Qing asked back:
"By the way, Brother Ding, how many products can the factory produce in an hour now?"

Ding Fan replied without thinking:
"It can produce about [-] pieces in an hour."

This output is already very high. If the production continues like this, within ten hours, the warehouse will not be able to pile up.

And these masks can't be piled up in the sun, and no one will come to take them away at that time, I'm afraid they will throw away as many as they are made.

Ding Fan was about to ask Xu Qing whether to slow down the production speed.

Unexpectedly, Xu Qing said directly:

"Too little. Brother Ding, you should start a few more production lines right now, and you must ensure that the output per hour is more than [-] pieces. The more the better!"

"Ah!" Ding Fan was so frightened that he almost threw his phone out, "Mr. Xu, it's not that I didn't follow your arrangement. It's just that the situation is not clear now. If we rashly produce too much, once we don't get channeled within three days If the merchant pulls it away, the product will be scrapped at that time!"

Xu Qing said with a calm smile on the phone:
"Brother Ding, don't worry about production. Leave the product shipment to me."

Ding Fan had no choice but to agree, hung up the phone, and was about to arrange for someone to assemble the new production line.

Suddenly, I saw an ordinary pickup truck driving over from the gate of the factory.

"We sell cosmetics in the outskirts of the city. Boss Song told us to drop by and fetch a few boxes of facial masks to sell back." The driver in the car shouted.

When Ding Fan heard that he was here to pull on the mask, he immediately cheered up, waved and said:

"Brother, come over here quickly. I'll arrange someone to come over and move the goods right away!"

Unexpectedly, the driver waved his hand:
"Who else is there to arrange? The car is full of cosmetics from the Lu Group. Boss Song said it was for the sake of his friends, so he asked me to drop by and bring two boxes back."

"It's just two boxes. We can carry one box into the car each of us."

Ding Fan's face turned dark immediately, and after waiting for a long time, he sent out two boxes?
There are only [-] pieces of finished products in a box, and it will take a month or two to free up the warehouse for two boxes this time!

Over there, Xu Qing asked to increase production, what should we do?
But being able to produce two boxes is two boxes, it's better than throwing them all in your hands, right?
As the truck left, Ding Fan looked at the full warehouse, and after thinking about it for a while, he called a friend and asked if there were any larger warehouses for rent in the city...

At the same time, Song Chuhai and the business department of the group also learned that the subsidiary's products had not been sold.

"Hmph, cosmetics sellers in the suburbs? What kind of rubbish are the products that can be sold in the suburbs!"

"I've heard people say that these two boxes of products are still Wang Haigang. Last night, I went to someone's channel merchant's house and soaked them for a long time. They promised to give them to them, and they came to take them away."

"Bragging so much, but no one wants to give it away for free? And ask others to take it?"

In the business department, the salesmen who had just returned from business were sitting together waiting to see Xu Qing's jokes.

"We are in business, and we know best how difficult it is to sell a product."

"He wants to sell a product that he hasn't even advertised in other people's channels? It's not such a beautiful dream!"

"He deserves it for not being able to sell it! He deserves it for tossing us like grandsons every day!"

And Xu Qing was sitting in his office, playing with his mobile phone leisurely, while listening to the reports of the two beauties.

"Minister Xu, our performance improved last week, but compared with the same period last year, the decline is still quite serious."

"According to the latest report of the sales department, our group is still in a state of loss this month."

"Currently, the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Finance are meeting to plan to cut salaries for all employees next month."

Hearing this, Xu Qing asked back:

"You two beauties, if your salary is cut, can you continue to work in the group with your current salary?"

Qu Jingshou really shook her head: "My expenses are relatively high now, and this month's salary is not enough. If it drops further, I may have to resign."

Liu Yuru said with a smile: "I don't care, anyway, I don't bother looking for a job anymore, so I can spend a day here."

Xu Qing asked again:
"So if there is someone who can increase your income significantly, what would you think?"

Liu Yuru took over the conversation: "Minister Xu, I think I told you about my relationship with Miss Lu Yun before?"

Her implication is, don't try to keep me!
Unexpectedly, Xu Qing smirked and said: "I know, good girlfriends. But Lu Yun also said that she is very happy to share her good things with her good sisters."

Qu Jing didn't understand what they meant, so she said directly:

"I will definitely thank him especially. If he can increase the income of the whole group, I think the whole group will be as grateful to him as I am."

When Xu Qing heard this, he straightened his body, as if he was doing his part:
"That's right, then the person you should be grateful to is the next one!"

Liu Yuru pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Minister Xu, as I said before, I don't care if you have more money or less. You should stop thinking about it."

Qu Jing asked in surprise, "Minister Xu, do you want to raise my salary?"

Xu Qing held out three fingers to the two of them:
"In three days, you will know whether to thank me or not."

On the first day after he finished speaking, the warehouse of Ding Fan's factory was completely occupied by finished facial masks.

On the second day, Ding Fan contacted the temporary warehouse outside in time, which was considered to have passed the crisis.

On the third day, even the temporary warehouse was full. Boxes of products from the production line were piled up in a temporary metal room, which became a mountain that weighed heavily on Ding Fan's heart.

"Mr. Xu, now we have no place to put our products." Ding Fan reported to Xu Qing with a wry smile.

Xu Qing is calmer than ever before:

"Hmm. Is the production line still running at full capacity?"

"Yes. Do you think I can slow down the production speed now?" Ding Fan sighed.

Unexpectedly, Xu Qing asked:

"No. Not only can't the speed be slowed down, but you are now going to purchase equipment for several production lines and recruit more workers at the same time. Once the production line is assembled, it will be put into production immediately!"

Ding Fan cried out in his heart: Mr. Xu is crazy, right?

Now that there is no place to store products, where are the remanufactured products?

Not only do you not stop the production line to study how to sell it, but you have to start a few more production lines?
This... This is simply an operation against humanity!

"Mr. Xu, we have no place to install the new production line." Ding Fan wanted to use this as an excuse to persuade Xu Qing to quit.

Unexpectedly, Xu Qing said without thinking:
"Tear down the warehouse!"

Ding Fan was so wowed that he almost spit out old blood!

In the sales department, the salesmen who were fine were even more disdainful of Xu Qing after hearing the news.

"This guy is going to pay to grandma's house this time! Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"I heard that he not only refused to stop the production line, but also allowed the production to continue, and he had to go on the production line again. Isn't this crazy? What is it?"

"This is definitely not a lunatic, this is a fool!"

At the same time, in Song Chuhai's office, Wang Dong and other fans were also discussing this matter.

"Song Dong, do you see what I said is right? The guy surnamed Xu can't do anything! If you agree with him to set up a new subsidiary, let him play with it. Now it's messed up? Fortunately, our group didn't invest in this matter. One penny, and by the way, get this girl Lu Yun outside. Kill two birds with one stone." Dong Wang smiled flatteringly.

Zhao Tianhe also nodded and said, "That's right! Director Song is resolute and predicts things like a god, and he is sure that this kid will lose money!"

"Hmph, he made that new product, and it's still very evil." Qian Jisheng shook his head and sneered, "Now he doesn't blow it up, does he? So many masks, two boxes at a time, he gave away I can't finish it until I die!"

Song Chuhai sat calmly behind the desk, with a cigar in one hand and a glass of red wine in the other, looking confident:

"You guys are thinking too superficially."

"This matter is over like this? Isn't it too cheap for a brat named Xu?"

"Now go back and prepare for the meetings of various departments, and say that although the group has not invested a penny this time, it has not suffered any financial losses. However, Xu Qing and Lu Yun's messing around has affected the influence of the group. Let the two of them Admit your mistakes and do a self-criticism in front of all the employees of the group! Otherwise, both of you will be fired!"

"That's called killing with a borrowed knife."

The rest of the colleagues looked at each other silently, then quickly stretched out their thumbs with smiles all over their faces and praised:
"High! It's really high!"

At this time, the phone in Song Chuhai's office rang, and he answered triumphantly.

But after listening for less than a minute, the guy's expression changed immediately, he stood up abruptly, and asked in shock while listening:
"What? What? Are you telling the truth?"

"You didn't lie to me?"

"This, how is this possible!"