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The small meeting in the morning ended quickly, and Sister Zheng took out a stack of materials and listing cards and started to operate.
Xiao Cen approached quietly: "Sister Zheng, let me help you."
Sister Zheng hurriedly took a step away from her: "No, the little boss specifically told me that Xiaofang and I should do it."
Xiao Fang is another young man who manages the warehouse with her.
Xiao Cen bit her lower lip lightly, and approached Xiao Fang: "Xiao Fang, shall I help you?"
Xiao Fang saw the youngest and most beautiful girl in the company staring at him with teary eyes, and swallowed hard: "No, the boss said that if we are lazy, we will be fired."
"How can you be lazy! I'm just free now and I just want to help. Besides, with so many clothes, the two of you can't handle it" Xiao Cen's eyes were literally sparking.
"This that seems to be" Xiao Fang hesitated, and was about to push the information to Xiao Cen, when Miss Zheng coughed suddenly, which shocked him a lot.
"Xiao Fang, do you want to go home?" Sister Zheng's face was dark.
She knew that the little monkey couldn't stand the temptation of a girl, so talk to him carefully later, the boss doesn't listen, listen to a little girl, she will give you a salary?
Xiao Fang took back the materials with a smile, turned his back on Xiao Cen and began to hang the hang tag.
Sister Zheng looked at Xiao Cen with a stern face: "Xiao Cen, I didn't say you, I already rejected you, why did you go to Xiao Fang again? What do you want to do?"
Xiao Cen could only avoid it, and he might be suspected if he continued.
After the meeting ended and the employees dispersed, Peng Yu kept staring at the surveillance video with a cold face.
Chen Wei's work is very advanced and detailed. Every corner can be photographed, and it can also be partially zoomed in for viewing. Moreover, their voices can also be heard.
He slowly picked up the phone and dialed the owner of the manufacturer in Guangzhou: "Hey, sister Ping, if someone comes to order, you can ask for fifteen yuan for each piece. Only ten yuan for the quantity up to 5,000 pieces."
On the other end of the phone, Sister Ping was a little hesitant: "I haven't received anyone's call until now. Could it be that the price is too high?"
"Don't worry, I haven't met them yet."
Peng Yu's words made Sister Ping want to vomit blood: You haven't met anyone, so what price do you charge?
Peng Yu was waiting, waiting for those people to come.
His first step must be to clear all the goods in stock, and then follow them later.
After one o'clock in the afternoon that day, a chubby purchaser, Boss Feng, came.
Peng Yu estimated that Xiao Cen called him at noon.
When this boss Feng ordered from him before, the quantity was not bad. There are three shops under him, all in this city.
Seeing the other party's obvious complacency, Peng Yu sneered in his heart: I must have made a lot of money here, right?
"Oh, Boss Peng, long time no see!" Boss Feng smiled and laughed when he entered the door.
Peng Yu silently turned off the surveillance video, and sat in his seat with a stern face.
People haven't bought his goods for three or four months, why are they smiling at him?
Boss Feng pretended not to see Peng Yu's displeasure, and handed over a cigarette with a smile: "Boss Peng, it's not bad, these clothes are really different!"
Peng Yu pushed away the cigarette he handed over: "Smoking is not allowed here."
Boss Feng twitched the corner of his mouth slightly: What are you pulling! Watch how I kill you!
He also thought about the same operation mode as Peng Yu before, but he couldn't get it right because of his eyesight. Seeing that Peng Yu's business was booming, he gritted his teeth angrily.
He has an ambitious goal, how can he tolerate Peng Yu suppressing himself. Only then did they use their brains to buy Xiao Cen and the others, and colluded with all the purchasers.
In the past three months, everyone has made a lot of money, and I admire him very much.
Unexpectedly, Peng Yu hadn't made any purchases for more than half a month. When Xiao Cen called at noon, he immediately guessed that Peng Yu might have changed.
Originally, I didn't want to bother him at all, but without him, Peng Yu, I wouldn't die. But after hearing from Xiaocen that the new style was something he had never seen before, he had no choice but to come to the door.
As soon as he got outside the exhibition hall, he was shocked: Damn, it is really unique and attractive!
T-shirts are clothes that can be worn all year round, and the demand can be said to be the largest.
For a long time, there have been no good-looking, generous and trendy products in the market, so the purchase volume of ordinary people is not so large.
As soon as he saw these t-shirts, he was relieved: These 30 yuan a piece, must buy! and, he wants to move quickly, before other shops, the first one to choose!
I don't know when Xiao Cen will get the information, he can't wait.
You know, in the clothing business, the most important thing is time.
Boss Feng chuckled, and took back the cigarette in his hand: "Boss Peng, how do you sell those T-shirts displayed outside?"
Peng Yu sat on the seat with his eyes closed: "Thirty yuan a piece, starting at fifty pieces, matching the previous purchase price of the old model."
Boss Feng felt a little more at ease: Fifty pieces, he didn't lose much, and Peng Yu spent an extra 20 yuan for a piece of clothing, and fifty pieces were only 1,000 yuan. Moreover, the old models he matched are still in great demand in the market.
"Boss Peng is a great idea, now all the previous inventory will be cleared!" Boss Feng laughed.
"Yes." Peng Yu opened his eyes: "The minimum order for each style is 50 pieces. The old styles must be matched according to our requirements."
"This" Boss Feng was stunned: Why are there fifty pieces of each style? I can't just buy one style, can I? The old style is up to you, so what if I don't like the old style you ordered?
"Boss Feng hasn't bought my goods for a while, don't worry, these styles will definitely sell well if you take them." Peng Yu stared at Boss Feng with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
Boss Feng felt inexplicably timid: Forget it, I can¡¯t tell him that I have all these styles
If it's not suitable after you get it, let's adjust it with each other. Those people are all led by me, so it shouldn't be a problem.
After thinking it through, Boss Feng put on a smiling face: "Of course I believe you. Who doesn't know Boss Peng's vision in this market"
Peng Yu sneered: "Then Boss Feng will choose. I still have something to do here, so I won't accompany you."
Boss Feng was very upset and walked into the exhibition hall alone.
When Xiao Cen saw Boss Feng, he immediately greeted him: "Boss Feng, you are here!"
Boss Feng nodded slightly: "Yeah." He walked around the exhibition hall with his hands behind his back.
These t-shirts, he had to admit, were really good things! Fabric, design, workmanship, you have nothing to choose!
After reading it several times, Boss Feng had no choice but to be cruel, and turned around to walk in front of Peng Yu: "Boss Peng, let me order ten styles."
Peng Yu calculated in his mind, ten styles are 500 pieces, he earned 27 yuan a piece, and got a total of 13,500 pieces. The cost of going to Guangzhou this time is almost more than 10,000 yuan, which is okay, and the kung fu money is back!
"Okay, then please sign Boss Feng here." He handed over a contract. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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