The Richest Man Yang Fei

On the desk, various reports and documents are piled up in a mess. Judging from the melancholy and anxiety hidden between her brows, she is facing a difficult situation.

"What did you say?" No matter how good she was, when she heard Yang Fei say she was looking for chickens, her pretty face froze, and she was about to have a seizure, "Don't think you can talk nonsense because you are handsome!"

After the reform and opening up, many words have changed.

Miss no longer refers to the daughter of a wealthy family, and chicken does not simply refer to poultry.

She has grown up so much, and she has never been insulted like this before!

If eyes could kill, Yang Fei would have died thousands of times before.

Yang Feiyun said calmly: "Don't get excited, I mean, come and find a chance."

An employee of the production department wanted to come to the sales department to find an opportunity, no problem.

Thinking of the misunderstanding just now, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and the ice on her face gradually dissipated.

Yang Fei was about to speak when the phone on the table rang.

"I'm sorry, please wait a moment." She smiled politely at Yang Fei, then reached out and picked up the phone.

Yang Fei's eyes moved with her palm.

You can see from her hands that she is a pampered woman with excellent knowledge and education.

Yang Fei judged from this that she did not rely on her godfather, but her own father.

This kind of nobility and upbringing emanating from the bones can only be formed by being rich from an early age.

"Mr. Gao, I understand, ok, I will try my best to expand sales, ok, I understand." She put down the receiver after the phone call, and the worry between her brows increased a little.

She raised her right hand, tucked a lock of hair behind her ear gracefully, and asked, "Comrade Yang Fei, what's the matter with you?"

Yang Fei folded his hands naturally, placed them in front of his abdomen, and looked at her beautiful eyes like autumn water: "How much is the backlog of washing powder and soap in the factory?"

"What?" She heard clearly, but felt incredible, with vigilance in her eyes, "Why are you asking this?"

A quality inspector from the production department went to the sales director's office and asked about the inventory in a personable manner?

What is this?

She felt absurd and wanted to use laughter to release her inner pressure, but her good upbringing suppressed this impolite behavior.

Yang Fei understood what she was thinking, and smiled indifferently: "The backlog of products has long been no secret. I just want to know the specific inventory quantity."

"I'm sorry, this is a commercial secret, and I have nothing to comment!" She said coldly and could not be discussed.

If the outside world is informed about the inventory status of the daily chemical plant, the pressure on her shoulders will be heavier.

"I'm sorry, I haven't asked the minister your surname and name yet?" Yang Fei explained, "I just came to the factory and I'm not familiar with you."

She finally couldn't help it and smiled softly.

She had more contact with the workers in the factory, and she developed a natural sense of superiority.

The reason for being polite is purely out of self-cultivation.

Just like the easy-going behavior of a high-ranking official when facing a citizen under his command. People are just too lazy to pose in front of you.

Feeling the majesty of leadership also requires qualifications.

However, the performance of the new employee in front of her aroused her curiosity.

Ordinary employees, whether they know her or not, will be more or less timid when they see her. Some male employees clearly want to look at her more, but they will avoid her when they meet her. .

Even the subordinates of the sales department are mostly nervous and apprehensive when reporting their work face to face.

The man in front of him was not only not nervous, but also unscrupulous, staring at her most beautiful part without any concealment!

Seeing that she didn't speak, Yang Fei asked, "Is this also a commercial secret?"

"Shiz."

It's a nice name, not a mouthful, but puzzling.

Yang Fei pondered for a while, not waiting for the other party to explain,

Then he nodded: "Sister Shi, hello."

Shi Si was familiar with him and was speechless. With a business-like attitude, he said, "You said just now that you want to find a chance? Do you want to be transferred to the sales department?"

In her opinion, Yang Fei's composure and wit are very suitable for sales work.

She wouldn't mind opening the door of convenience if he wanted to.

The words "open the door of convenience" flashed in her mind, and she thought of the "chicken" she had misunderstood before, and she folded her legs and closed the door. At the same time, I was a little embarrassed. This guy, he clearly said chicken before, and later said it was an opportunity. Do you think I didn't hear clearly?

"Sister Shi, if you don't tell me, I can probably guess how much stock there is. Are several warehouses in the factory full? Let me figure it out, at least there are more than 3,000 tons, right?"

Yang Fei said this number, not only based on the warehouse in the factory, but also the past sales in the factory.

Although international giants such as Procter \u0026 Gamble and Unilever have entered the country, their flagship product is shampoo, and the main battlefield is also concentrated in the developed coastal areas.

In addition, in the era of planned economy, the whole province has a game of chess and unified supply of materials. The Red Star brand washing powder, Lutou brand soap and soap produced by the Nanfang Daily Chemical Factory have occupied the market in the province, and there are many sales in the surrounding provinces and cities.

The consumption of fast-moving consumer goods is extraordinary!

With a large population in China, the total annual sales of cleaning products should be in units of one million tons, and the annual consumption of three or four million tons is a conservative estimate.

Among them, the sales of washing powder account for two-thirds of the market.

Based on the production capacity of the Nanfang Daily Chemical Plant, Yang Fei said that the inventory of 3,000 tons is a conservative estimate.

Shi Si was slightly surprised, pondered for a long time, but did not speak.

"Sister Shi, the inventory pressure is too high, and the factory won't last long." Yang Fei pressed closer.

Shi Sizheng was annoyed, heard the words and sighed softly, "You don't understand."

Yang Fei put pressure on her: "I can't find a market anymore, Sister Shi, your position is hard to guarantee."

Shi Sijiao shook her body, changed her sitting position, pursed her cherry lips tightly, and glanced at Yang Fei resentfully.

This guy, how can he be so accurate? Words speak to people's hearts.

Yang Fei handed over the pillow at the right time: "I can help you."

"Alas!" Shi Si shook his head, "How can you help me?"

"You tell me how much stock there is before we can continue negotiations."

"Negotiation? Do you think you are a big dealer?" Shi Si paused for a while and said, "The stock of laundry detergent is more than 4,000 tons, and soap and soap, more than 1,000 tons. It is still in production. "

"So much!" This number greatly exceeded Yang Fei's expectations.

Shi Si opened his head and opened the chat box.

"We didn't expect that this year's sales would be so sluggish! Production can't be stopped. Once it stops, workers will complain and city leaders will be held accountable."

"Why can't we open the road?" Yang Fei asked her, and he was also asking himself.

Shi Sifen blushed and said, "Are you blaming me for not doing anything? Sales are not so easy to open up. The things in the factory are very complicated. Forget it, what are you talking about!"

The leaders of the factory are all officials. What they want to do is how to be a good official and how to climb the ladder. They do not put their energy and time into the operation and management of the enterprise.

Even if there is someone with great ambitions, they will stumble on the left and right, unable to use their fists and feet, and in the end they can only follow the crowd and disappear.

Seeing that the time had come, Yang Fei did not delay any longer, and threw a bombshell: "Sister Shi, I will underwrite all the inventory in the factory!"