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Qian Nana's salary is rare in this type of factory. The following people in charge should be priced between 500 and 1,000 yuan, but now the average is in the early 1000's.

Jiang Xiaoyan didn't know much about the current labor market prices, so she flipped through it and nodded, "Yes, just pay at this rate. Today is the first day of your visit. Let me introduce you."

When Qian Nana heard this, she smiled at the seven people, as if to say, I have told you all, this family is a fool, and it is not bad for money, so just stay here with peace of mind.

These managers are also veterans of the small factory. Some are in charge of recruiting workers, and some are in charge of running the market. Qian Nana, the designer girl and Jiang Xiaoyan set the design drawings.

The cosmetics city is still full of people, and a large number of goods are sent out every day. Zhao Yanran dressed up today and walked towards the counter on high heels.

"How was business in the morning?"

"The goods worth 10,000 yuan were taken by Mr. Wang and the others. Keep an account!"

Zhao Yanran nodded, and was about to go to the next counter to have a look when a woman from the opposite door came over and said with a frown, "Mr. Zhao, how are you talking to those two?"

"Don't worry, those two fools can't get away, the business is definitely yours, and after it's done, you can score me points." Zhao Yanran said with a smile.

"Really? Yesterday, I came to ask about the goods, and I saw that they were completely two amateurs. The woman knew a little bit of lipstick, and the man looked like a fool." The woman covered her mouth and laughed, looking around. He glanced at it and said, "What price do you want?"

"Don't open your mouth and scare people away. I told her, your goods are good, as long as you don't have any price competitiveness, it's good to be two or three floors higher than the market. Also, don't show your face. Now, people know it, let your sister go to contact."

"I know, I still understand the truth, so thank you Mr. Zhao."

"Oh, I've been an old neighbor for so many years, what is Mr. Zhao's, Mr. Zhao, and he has made a fortune together."

The two politely said a few words, and the woman took out two gift boxes from under the counter and sent them over. After another polite push, Zhao Yanran finally accepted it.

When Lu Feng woke up, it was almost noon. He called Jiang Xiaoyan's factory office and asked, but he still hadn't eaten. He went out to buy vegetables, cooked food, packed it in a lunch box, and drove to the factory.

In the office, Jiang Xiaoyan was eating with big mouthfuls, still muttering about some drawings.

what market.

Lu Feng laughed when he saw how busy she was. He sat there with his chin on his hand, looked at her pretty face, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

"You don't even come up with ideas for me, go to see the raw materials in the afternoon, there are a lot of things for me to handle, and you will cook a meal." Jiang Xiaoyan's cheeks bulged, chewing on the food, indescribably cute.

"I'll be the strong backing of President Jiang, isn't it?"

"I feel like I have a lot of things today, and I can't handle it completely. My professional knowledge reserve is relatively small. What if I lose?" Jiang Xiaoyan was a little panicked.

Her current mood is like a roller coaster. One moment she thought she was the richest woman in the future, and the next second she felt that her money was going to waste.

Lu Feng smiled helplessly, her worry is completely unnecessary, isn't it a sure thing to lose money?

"How can you lose? You are a business genius that is one in a million. Besides, I didn't say that you would do it at the beginning. If you lose this time, you will continue to start a business, and you will always succeed. Failure is success. Well." Lu Feng encouraged.

Jiang Xiaoyan laughed a little embarrassedly, and then ate with her head down.

"What do you want to eat at night? I'll make it for you." Lu Feng suddenly felt that cooking at home and being a housewife would be interesting. At least he didn't have to distinguish so many lipstick colors, which made his eyes hurt.

"Fried shredded potatoes, shredded pork with sauce-flavored sauce, mix one piece, cover it with rice, and then another piece of braised pork, half fat, half lean, red, take a mouthful of rice, a mouthful of vegetables, and then take a big bite of the fat slices, oops !!"

Jiang Xiaoyan herself is too beautiful. This kind of meal is her dream. She has mentioned it to Lu Feng more than once. When she is hungry, her biggest dream is to eat such a meal.

"OK, no problem!"

"I don't think I'm good enough. You can accompany me in the afternoon." Jiang Xiaoyan looked at Lu Feng and said.

"I'm home to cook, how can a woman say no?" Lu Feng teased her deliberately, "You have to fight a family. If you can't, who do I rely on?"

"You!!" Jiang Xiaoyan laughed angrily at him.

After eating, Jiang Xiaoyan held a brief meeting, and then went to see the raw materials.

The table was filled with all kinds of documents, which were messy. The workers outside came in batches. Life was a bit noisy. Lu Feng picked up the payslip on the table and glanced at it. Played for more than a year, and now it seems that it is estimated that it will be played until the end of the year.

After arranging the lunch box, Lu Feng was just about to go out, when Qian Nana turned back.

"What's wrong?"

"Mr. Jiang's bag was not taken." Qian Nana said as she picked up a bag.

"Mr. Qian, you know the situation of this factory better than I do. It's almost all right. I read the salary slip. It's high. You can lower it a bit, you know?" Lu Feng said solemnly.

"The salary is not high, it's the market price, Mr. Lu, this is what you get for every penny, and they are all capable people."

"Really? According to the ability you said, wouldn't the factory be able to make a profit immediately?"

"This.... the market, no one knows. President Jiang is still waiting for me. You, just cook and take care of President Jiang." Qian Nana waved her hand and said and left. .

After going out, Qian Nana's face was not very good-looking, and she muttered and cursed a silly comparison.

In the afternoon, at the counter on the east side of the cosmetics market, a woman of twenty-seven or eighteen was selling things, and Zhao Yanran stood beside her to help with the sales.

"This product, if you go to other people's house, you can't get the price at this price. I'm just looking at Mr. Zhao's face." The woman's face was sinking, as if she lost money on this order.

"It's a bit expensive!" Jiang Xiaoyan kept calculating the total cost on the paper. According to the price she inquired before, the raw material cost of wax oil was 30% higher.

"It's not expensive, it's all at this price, you can go to other homes and ask!"

Zhao Yanran persuaded her from the side: "Save face for my sister, Jiang is always a big factory, and I won't always buy from you in the future, so keep the price down."

"Mr. Zhao, you can't lower the price here. If you still help her lower the price, we two friends don't do it." The woman was full of anger and threw the quotation sheet into the trash can.

"Who are you looking at? I'm doing business for you, and you're looking at me, don't you?"

Jiang Xiaoyan had seen this kind of battle, and she was so moved that she pulled Zhao Yanran and said, "Sister Zhao, don't be too embarrassed, people have to make money, don't they?"

"This is my best friend. She just opened a factory. I have come all the way to start a business. I know that the road to opening a factory is not easy. I just want to help her. Is it so difficult? Let me tell you, I, Zhao Yanran, are here. This piece has been around for so many years, you should know what I am and what my temperament is, I tell you, at this price, give me the goods!!"

The woman sat there and cried, choked and said, "I really can't sell it! With this kind of quality and this price, I'm losing money, sister!"

Jiang Xiaoyan's eyes were so moved that she kept choking, holding Zhao Yanran with her hand, and said, "I think this price is okay, thank you, Sister Zhao, people say that the businessman's handout, Sister Zhao, you really are Seriously!"

Qian Nana thought that Zhao Yanran was very nice to Jiang Xiaoyan at first, but as her words became more and more excessive, she felt that something was wrong.

Isn't this just singing red face and white face?

"Mr. Zhao, that's it, I'll give you a face, today is completely for your face, you can't let me lose money, but I won't make a penny, I'll make a friend, the friend you Zhao Shun made, I believe This President Jiang can also make friends." The woman wiped her tears and said, "I'll give you the cost price, but you need to buy more, otherwise I won't be able to produce and I won't be able to explain it."

"How many?"

"Buy three tons at a time!"

Three tons?

A lipstick uses about three grams of wax oil.

Three tons?

Even if the business is good, does it have to be used in the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?

Jiang Xiaoyan hesitated, this amount is too large, even if it is used for bankruptcy, it will not be used up.

"Don't think too much, it won't be delivered at one time, you use it first, and then send it slowly. Even if you don't want to use it one day, you can return it. Besides, the wax oil will not be damaged, so keep it for more than ten years. Years are fine."

"That's right, maybe it will increase in value in a few years!"

Jiang Xiaoyan also did ask other suppliers, this price is indeed relatively cheap, the problem is, it is too much, there will be a backlog of money in it.

"Mr. Jiang, wax oil is the most important raw material for lipstick, it's right to stock up more." Zhao Yanran saw her hesitation and persuaded: "Anyway, if you want to use it, the price will increase today if you save it, and if it will be out of stock tomorrow, you can put it there at any time. It can be used, and I’m not afraid of bad, I’m here to guarantee, if the funds cannot be turned around, I’ll give you a refund.”

"Should I go back and discuss with my man, this money is not a minority." Jiang Xiaoyan hesitated.

"Forget it, forget it, if you don't do the business, you'll lose money anyway. If you are so embarrassed, just pull it down and do the business. Go back and discuss this money with the man, pull it down!"

Jiang Xiaoyan was in a hurry. She was so provoked by her, and said, "Then buy it. Three tons is a bit too much. Can you buy two tons first?"

"Okay, okay, for President Zhao's face, two tons is two tons." The woman said with a look of loss on her face.

The noise here has long secretly attracted many people to prick up their ears.

"Did you hear me? Damn, someone bought two tons of wax oil."

"Where did you find such a fool?"

"I don't know, this is no longer a big fish, this Nima is a whale!"

"Two tons of wax oil? What year and month will it be produced? There are really too many fools these days, and there are not enough liars!"

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