Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

"Mr. Leng, this is the sales list of this month's r1 mobile phone." The secretary handed the document to Leng Xiuming, and the excitement in his tone could not be concealed.

"All sales outlets have been sold out, and dealers are constantly asking for replenishment. There are even a group of dealers blocking the door of the company, and they will not leave if they don't supply the goods."

Leng Xiuming took the sales list, looked at the numbers on it, raised his hand to curl his forehead hair, and showed a bright smile.

In just one month, the first batch of r1 touch screen mobile phones has been sold out. Excluding the cost of inviting celebrities, various advertising promotions, and high costs, each mobile phone can make a profit of about 500 yuan. The first batch of products is [-] units in total. For the mobile phone, the profit of [-] million has already been obtained.

"The second batch of goods, a total of 1 mobile phones, has been released, and there are still many dealers who have not grabbed the goods." The secretary brows with joy, "R[-] mobile phones are in short supply in the market now."

"Let the factory continue to work overtime." Leng Xiuming glanced at the documents handed over from the factory. There are a total of three production lines in the factory. Because the assembly process of touch-screen mobile phones is more complicated than that of ordinary mobile phones, each production line works day and night in rotation. It can produce about 5 mobile phones, and the monthly production volume is more than [-] units.

Before Leng Xiuming had always made workers work eight hours a day, every week and on weekends. After two months of stockpiling, only [-] units were released at one time.

But later, Leng Xiuming found out that in Huaguo, everyone knows that companies don’t have to strictly abide by the working hours required by the labor law. They can let workers work twelve hours a day, and they can rotate day and night, so that the machines can keep running .

Huaguo does not impose heavy penalties on companies that violate the regulations. Even if workers complain to the labor inspectorate, the other party will give them warnings, order corrections, and then pay a fine to finish the job.

Moreover, many people who come to work in factories need money. They would rather grit their teeth and work twelve hours a day than report the factory. If something happens to the factory, they will lose their source of income.

After the [-]-hour two-shift system came out, many people were dissatisfied, but they had no problem leaving. The factory paid wages on a piece basis, and the wages were not low.They don't want to do it, but some people want to do it.

It was a little late for Leng Xiu to understand, so the factory only produced [-] mobile phones last month, but this month's production will definitely double to [-].

"Mr. Leng, our factory's output is too small." The secretary looked sincerely, "It can't satisfy the market at all. Many cities outside Wenjiang Province have also come to inquire about the r1 mobile phone. They want to become the agent of the r1 mobile phone. The market is constantly changing. The expansion, but our production can not keep up."

Leng Xiuming fell into deep thought. Expanding the scale of the factory is now a certainty, but it takes a lot of time to buy assembly lines and machines, and train workers. Now time is money, and the popularity of r1 mobile phones is in the limelight. Every time wasted is worth Losing a lot of money.

Leng Xiuming has already consulted the sales director of a well-known foreign mobile phone company, and knows that the popularity of the r1 mobile phone will slowly drop, similar products will appear on the market at an extremely fast speed, and the time to really make money is less than a year.

"Is there a factory here that can be outsourced?" Leng Xiuming sat on the boss's chair with some consideration in his eyes, "We can outsource some of the work that does not involve the core content of mobile phones, which will not only reduce the pressure on the factory , can also increase production.”

"I'll get in touch right away." The secretary turned around immediately.

"Be careful. Not all factories can cooperate with us. The other party at least has experience in cooperating with mobile phone companies and has a good reputation." Leng Xiuming leaned on the boss chair to remind the secretary. The secretary nodded repeatedly and held the document. out of the office.

Leng Xiuming leaned against the boss chair, took out the mobile phone in the pocket of his suit, pressed on the mobile phone, and the mutual trust application software was downloaded in it.

Leng Xiuming opened the software and flipped through the contents. Ji Lianhuo's ideas were really good, but it was a free software after all.

The r1 mobile phone is in the limelight, and there are many manufacturers willing to cooperate, but outsourcing means handing over the quality of the mobile phone to outsiders. After some screening, Leng Xiuming picked out two outsourcing factories. After the workers were trained, they quickly went to work.

After the second batch of mobile phones with increased prices were sold out, the production of the third batch of r1 mobile phones reached 20 units, which were shipped to all parts of the country.

The production of mobile phones increased sharply. At the same time, the prices that had been rising before began to fall back one after another. At this time, the net profit of the r1 mobile phone had reached nearly 1 million. Leng Xiuming began to urge the development department to develop the mid-to-low-end a[-] model as soon as possible.

Once these 20 mobile phones were issued, not only brought huge profits, but also complaints about the quality of mobile phones came one after another.

The paint on the phone case and the like are only minor problems, and the battery becomes less durable. You can also adjust the settings to extend its standby time.

But the biggest problem is that some professionals disassembled the mobile phone and found a major defect of the r1 mobile phone, that is, the size of the memory card interface is unreasonable. Once the shrapnel of the memory card interface touches the metal inside the mobile phone, a short circuit will easily occur .

Also, the responsiveness of the Huaguo mobile phone market is obviously faster than Leng Xiuming predicted. Three or four months after the r1 model was launched, there will be mid-to-low-end substitutes on the market, and there will be counterfeit phones modeled after the r1 model .

The output of the fourth batch of r1 mobile phones was as high as 30 units. After the launch, the price of mobile phones dropped instantly. The price dropped by nearly [-] yuan a month, causing more people to wait and see.

The output of the fifth batch of r1 mobile phones is stable at 35, and the main orders come from overseas.

The total sales volume of the r1 mobile phone is about to break through the million mark, and the profit is as high as 35 million. The fifth batch of mobile phones has produced [-] units again. When Leng Xiuming was hesitating whether to put this batch of mobile phones on the market, he found Mutual Trust launched a new function.

Red envelopes and dynamic tipping.

Seeing more and more developments in the "world" of mutual trust, and some people showing that the money they make in mutual trust in a month is higher than that of a month's work, Leng Xiuming sensed the danger.

Even though he realized that the market was becoming saturated, Leng Xiuming watched the sales of the r1 mobile phone continue to decline, and took advantage of the dealer's demand for more goods, and sold all 35 mobile phones.

This move caused the price of the r1 mobile phone to drop from more than 4000 to below [-] in just half a year. The dealer's profit was continuously compressed, and the buyer felt uncomfortable. In the end, the price dropped by two or three hundred at once. Even if it depreciates, it can't be so fast?

Leng Xiuming has already started researching the a1 mobile phone, this time the price will be relatively lower, aiming at the low-end market and filling the vacancy left by the r1 model.

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Wang Zhaoyun walked into Sucheng No. [-] Middle School again, and sat in the re-reading class, watching the teacher eloquence on top, while Wang Zhaoyun's eyes were dull and dazed below.

Although it is not uncommon for him to repeat his studies in Suzhou No. [-] Middle School for two years, Wang Zhaoyun can always see someone looking at him with merciless mockery in his eyes.

So what about the children of rich families, they still couldn't get into college, and they failed for two years in a row!

Wang Zhaoyun felt sad and felt that he didn't want to stay in school anymore, but besides school, he didn't know where to go.

At brother Zhaomou's place, Wang Zhaoyun has no face to go there anymore. When he was cutting the critique in the plastic factory, Wang Zhaoyun always remembered what the female worker next to him said.

For me, doing a willful thing once may mean that many families lose their source of income and hope. They have parents and children to support, and they are under great pressure. They do such hard work just to win. eat.

I'm a layman, and I'm still bluffing to intervene, so that a good plastic factory almost went bankrupt.

Wang Zhaoyun can't forget the days when he worked in a plastic factory, and he can't forget the time he knelt down and begged Brother Zhaomou to let him go to school.

But I really worked hard, but got nothing. I really can't support it now.

Wang Zhaoyun skipped class and wandered around the second brother's villa, but he didn't know how to get in and tell the second brother about it.

I really don't want to repeat another year.

Wang Zhaoyun had a hunch that even if he repeated his studies for another three or four years, he would not be able to pass the university entrance exam.

Wang Zhaoyun sighed sadly, squatting beside the tree pit, bowing his head to play with the leaves.

"Hey! You are not allowed to go to the toilet there!" The security guard on patrol in the villa area scolded angrily, scaring Wang Zhaoyun to sit on his buttocks.

"I didn't go to the bathroom!" Wang Zhaoyun blushed, and quickly helped the ground to get up, and ran to show the back of his pants to the security guard, "Look, look, I didn't even take off my pants!"

The security guard pinched his nose and kept backing away, took out his baton and pointed at the person in front, "Don't come here!"

Ji Lianhuo drove back from the company. Before he got close to the villa, he saw Wang Zhaoyun leaning sideways and slapping his buttocks at a security guard. The security guard looked terrified, and his hand holding the baton was shaking.

"The dirt on it is dirt!" Wang Zhaoyun patted the dirt on his trousers, trying to prove to the security guard, "I'm not such a low-quality person, you can return my innocence!"

A silver-white car was parked nearby. Someone got out of the car. Wang Zhaoyun dragged the security guard to defend himself. The security guard held his nose and couldn't even run away.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ji Lianhuo realized that several people had noticed the situation here and were walking here. Ji Lianhuo stood by the side of the car, reached into the car window, and honked the car horn twice, instantly attracting Wang Zhaoyun's attention. attention.

Wang Zhaoyun looked at the man leaning against the car in front of him, his hand suddenly lost strength, he lowered his head cowardly, and moved to the side.

The security guard was finally let go, and he evacuated quickly without saying a word, ran to the side and leaned on a tree to vomit a few times.

Wang Zhaoyun didn't dare to look at the person in front of him, thinking about what he had scolded Ji Lianhuo, he felt more and more guilty.

"What are you doing here?" Ji Lianhuo glanced at the villa not far away, and his eyes fell on the person in front of him.

As soon as he saw Wang Zhaoyun, Ji Lianhuo remembered how Zhaozhao raised his hand to beat him in order to defend himself.

"Ji, Brother Ji." Wang Zhaoyun looked down at his toes, a little twitchy, "I'm sorry about what happened before."

"Brother Zhaomou has already beaten you for me." Ji Lianhuo looked indifferent, "You should thank him well."

Wang Zhaoyun smiled dryly, looked at the villa, but dared not go there.

"Brother Zhaomou is very busy recently, what's the matter with you?" Ji Lianhuo looked at the person in front of him, not really wanting him to go to the villa, and then hugged Zhao Zhao's leg and cried.