The Rebirth of 88 Begins with a Carpenter

Chapter 246 The brand is erected, and the production capacity will sooner or later

Beihong County, Panpan furniture hypermarket.

Tan Wenlong stood outside the door, smoking Hongtashan, with an extremely bitter taste in his mouth.

Seeing the endless stream of people who came to buy Panpan furniture, he realized how wrong he was at the beginning.

Although Wu Yuan's commission is not high, the market has never been a concern for anyone.

It's like building a hypermarket and waiting to collect money.

Just like Yang Ben.

I would rather pay 5 points more than Zhao Huowang's price, but also sell my own store.

Now he is smiling and waiting to collect the money?
As for the supply of Panpan furniture, there is a little shortage.

None of this is a problem.

The key is that the brand is up, and the production capacity is nothing more than a matter of time.

While smoking, the cigarette butt in his hand burned his hand, Tan Wenlong subconsciously threw the cigarette butt and stamped it out.

Where can I find a business that is more lucrative than Daoteng furniture now?

at the same time.

The Panpan furniture counter in the county department store is no less popular than the hypermarket.

Just a few days after Chen Ya took Yang Chenyu's position, he faced such a big challenge.

If you are busy, you can't leave it alone.

Seeing Yang Chenyu coming over, she pulled her behind the counter and asked, "Sister Yang, Panpan furniture is even more popular than Xingwang furniture back then, but this product is not enough to sell!"

Before Yang Chenyu could speak, the BP machine attached to his waist rang first.

"Actually, it's not just the department stores that are out of stock, it's everywhere now. I have to go to the boss in a while, and you need to secure the customers first. Don't worry, if I'm short of goods, I won't be short of department stores."

"Sister, with your words, I feel relieved."

Leaving the county department store, the white Santana went straight to the Panpan furniture factory in the east of the city.

These days, with the effect of the advertisement becoming more and more obvious, Wu Yuan didn't go anywhere, but kept his eyes on the construction site every day to catch up with the progress.

When the white Santana drove into the Panpan furniture factory, Yang Chenyu saw several Jiefang trucks unloading.

What was removed from above were table saws, machine tools, and drill presses.

Although the greening in the factory has been done half-and-half, the main road has been paved, and the rooms of each factory are connected to each other.

In the end, Yang Chenyu found Wu Yuan in the factory.

He is directing the distribution of the new factory building, and installing the purchased machines in place according to the process from front to back.

At the same time, a safety zone is defined around the machine, out of the space and road for personnel flow.

Seeing that Wu Yuan was sweating profusely, Yang Chenyu couldn't open his mouth several times, but in the end he pulled Wu Yuan aside and said, "Brother-in-law, the supply pressure is too great now. Distributors and agents all over the world Merchants are asking me to ask for goods.”

Wu Yuan frowned and said, "The warehouses in our village have all been emptied, isn't it enough for them to support them for a while?"

"No, brother-in-law. The sales are so hot now, the stock will be gone if you pull it out."

"Then we can only wait." Wu Yuan pondered: "The production capacity has been increased as much as possible. On the market side, you should do more work. If it doesn't work, let them try the order system, the same as before. "

Wu Yuan just confessed so much to her and went to work.

Yang Chenyu didn't bother to chase after him, the BP machine in his waist rang again.

What's more, what Wu Yuan said is correct, maintaining customer relationship is her duty.

After sending Yang Chenyu away, Wu Yuan was busy until dark before arranging the chainsaws and machine tools that had arrived in the new factory.

Originally, according to the plan, the new factory area was opened in the next year.

The form doesn't allow it now.

Master Qiao Siye recruited more than half of the master carpenters, and he seemed a little aggrieved to stay in those few rooms in the village.

The same is true for the old masters and new female workers in the sewing workshop.

Fortunately, on the side of the new factory area, the outlines of the two major factory buildings have been laid out.

When we move from the village tomorrow, we will move all the workshops of Master Yao, Master Zhong, and Master Peng here.

It's all alive.

However, before the masters enter the factory area, the living facilities must be in place first.

Otherwise, hundreds of masters would work every day in this place without a village in front or a shop in the back, and they wouldn't even be able to eat hot food.

That is also specified to affect efficiency.

Chef Ge in the village factory is good at cooking big pots of rice.

But don't mention the craftsmanship, it can't be on the stage.

Wu Yuan thought, he must invite a serious chef to sit in charge.

Not only can it make the masters in the factory eat better, but it can also deal with occasional hospitality, right?
After all, the canteen, back kitchen and two or three private rooms in the factory have all been reserved.

Silver Santana left the Panpan furniture factory and went straight to the village.

When he arrived in the village, Wu Yuan went to the water conservancy station first, but happened to be blocked by his third brother-in-law, Xiong Gang.

Xiong Gang was very surprised, "I heard that the phones in your factory are all ringing off the hook, do you still have the time to block me?"

Wu Yuan took out a cigarette and said, "Just ask the third brother-in-law to come forward and invite someone for me."

"Who?"

"Old Fan, Fan Weimin."

"What did you ask him to do?"

"The new factory area is going to be partially put into use, and the cafeteria is still short of a master chef."

Xiong Gang took the cigarette and said, "Then let's go, I just got off work."

So the two of them didn't even take the car, and walked directly from the water conservancy station to the entrance of Fan's Hotel, which took about ten minutes.

Just then, Fan Weimin squatted at the door holding a bowl of noodles, steaming and bald.

"Hey, Boss Fan is eating Zhengxiang?"

"You two, eat some too?" Seeing that it was Wu Yuan and Xiong Gang, Lao Fan immediately stood up and invited them.

In the days since I came back, although I am no longer as ambitious as before, I have been more exposed to fireworks, and people have gradually become normal.

Knowing to say a few warm words to everyone, is no longer the state of being sarcastic and timid to everyone.

Especially during these days, my daughter often called from Shanghai. After mentioning Wu Yuan's support and help to her in the past six months, Fan Weimin became even more enthusiastic about Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan smiled and said: "Boss Fan, I don't just want to eat your meal. I am a greedy person, and I want to eat your meal anytime, anywhere."

Without knowing it, Fan Weimin said honestly: "Boss Wu, as long as he wants to eat, he will say hello in advance, and come to eat at home anytime, and I will make it for you."

Xiong Gang threw a cigarette over and said, "Old Fan, when do you plan to reopen Fan's Restaurant?"

Fan Weimin took the cigarette, stretched out his hand to feel the fire on his body, and said, "No, never again!"

Xiong Gang lit a match and handed it over: "Since you are not going to open, it happens that he has a furniture factory, hundreds of people need to eat, and there is a lack of a chef, you go with your sister-in-law, can you do me a favor? "

Fan Weimin was stunned when he heard this.

The lit cigarette was in my mouth, and I forgot to take a puff, and it was about to go out.

As a result, Wu Yuan set him on fire again.

Only then did Fan Weimin say excitedly: "Boss Wu, is this serious?"

"It's absolutely true, Boss Fan. My third brother-in-law and I have come here specially to invite you."

"Boss Wu doesn't mind my resume as a reform-through-labor prisoner?"

"Frankly, Boss Fan, I don't think that's entirely your fault."

"Boss Wu, I'll just say this to you, and I'll accept it!"

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