You have no alerts.
    Chapter Index
    Patrons are 184 chapters ahead!

    Chapter 310: Self-Interest

    Once Xu Yaning was seated, Jiang Cheng began to speak slowly.

    “I’ve come up with two plans for the sales of Pet Fashion.”

    “First, online sales. I’ve already spoken with the company’s live streaming team. Once Pet Fashion launches, we’ll add another live streaming channel.”

    “At that time, we’ll showcase Pet Fashion on pets through live streaming.”

    “Don’t get your hopes up too high for online sales, though. President Chen previously issued a directive that the prices for live streaming sales must be higher than those in physical stores, and this difference must be clearly stated during the streams.”

    “So, how online sales will perform, I really can’t say.”

    “Still, even if the sales aren’t great, live streaming can at least serve as a form of promotion.”

    “Second, physical store sales. I’ve already started reaching out to our agents to see if they’re willing to convert their stores into Pet Fashion Stores.”

    After speaking, Jiang Cheng took a sip of water.

    These two plans were the result of discussions he’d had with his wife, Wang Juan, back in their dorm.

    He’d noticed that lately, after reading a number of books on finance and business, his wife had become much sharper.

    She often offered him key suggestions.

    So now, whenever he ran into a tricky problem at work, he would always consult her.

    At home, she was his wife.

    At work, she was like a trusted strategist.

    After listening to Jiang Cheng’s explanation, Xu Yaning nodded in reassurance.

    Since General Manager Jiang had already made arrangements for both online and offline sales, there was nothing more for her to worry about.

    In her heart, she couldn’t help but sigh in admiration.

    Jiang Cheng really was capable.

    He had already anticipated the sales issues for Pet Fashion and come up with adjustment plans so quickly.

    No wonder President Chen had chosen him to be the general manager of the clothing factory.

    Turns out Jiang Cheng truly had what it took.

    President Chen’s eye for talent was remarkable.

    “General Manager Jiang, since you’ve already got a sales strategy in place for Pet Fashion, I won’t take up any more of your time.”

    Xu Yaning got up and took her leave.

    She had only come to give a reminder, but since General Manager Jiang had already thought it through, there was no need for her to stay.

    “Alright. If anything comes up in the future, Department Head Xu, feel free to stop by. I don’t have much formal education, so I tend to overlook many management and business details.”

    Jiang Cheng walked her to the office door and spoke with a warm smile.

    Xu Yaning gave a slight nod. This General Manager Jiang was quite humble.

    As expected, anyone chosen by President Chen was no ordinary person.

    She’d been with the company for a while now and had come to know a bit about the background of many of its key people.

    Wei Yan, Li Shen… none of these employees had shown any particularly outstanding talent in the beginning, yet under President Chen’s guidance, they had all risen to managerial positions.

    President Chen truly had a keen eye for spotting talent.

    Xu Yaning couldn’t help but show a look of admiration.

    Five days later.

    Monday.

    Mingri Group,

    CEO’s Office.

    Chen Mo sat leisurely in his office chair, humming a tune.

    Just a few days ago, after issuing the directive for company-wide team-building dinners, one of the subsidiaries had quickly responded.

    Team-building dinners had begun across the board.

    With the growing number of employees, the expenses for these gatherings had also increased significantly.

    Of course, within the context of the system funds now measured in millions, these team-building costs were barely a drop in the bucket.

    Still, small amounts add up. Even a mosquito’s leg, tiny as it is, is still meat.

    A single dinner might not cost much, but accumulated over time, it became a considerable expense.

    Meanwhile, preparations for the upcoming sports meeting were also underway. Thanks to the success of the previous two events, organizing this one was relatively easier.

    However, the expenses for this sports meeting would undoubtedly be substantial.

    Since the beginning of the year, the company had added over 200 new employees. Just counting the sports meeting prizes alone, at a rate of 10,000 yuan per person, that meant an extra 2 million in costs.

    Of course, none of this was the real reason for Chen Mo’s good mood.

    The real highlight was the news from Beijing.

    The initial five coffee shops in Beijing had completed renovations and officially opened for business. Excluding the Cat Café and the Maid Café, the other three specialty coffee shops had only brought in just over 1,000 yuan in revenue on their first day.

    Just over 1,000 yuan.

    In Beijing, that was a loss—an outright loss.

    After all, the cost of living there was extremely high.

    In Jiangcheng, a daily revenue of 8,000 yuan would be enough to turn a profit.

    But in Beijing, that figure likely needed to be doubled.

    Of course, this was just the grand opening. It was still too early to say whether future revenue would follow the same trend.

    But at the very least, it was a good sign. And based on his judgment, Nanhe Coffee’s revenue was likely to grow in the coming months.

    It should end up about fifty percent higher than their earnings in Jiang City.

    Still, that didn’t mean he wouldn’t be losing money.

    He had already given the order to continue expanding, and five more Coffee Shops were now in the site selection phase.

    Opening a Coffee Shop in Beijing cost 3.5 million yuan.

    Five shops meant 17.5 million.

    Another hefty expense had just gone out.

    Not bad.

    As long as things kept moving steadily like this, everything would be fine.

    Chen Mo picked up the coffee on his desk and took a leisurely sip.

    “President Chen, here’s the planning document for the Sports Meeting. Please take a look.”

    Shen Rou walked in from the adjacent office and handed over the document in her hands.

    Hmm.

    Chen Mo reached out to take it and gave it a quick glance. It was mostly the same as last time, with no major changes.

    Holding it this way wouldn’t be a problem.

    “Alright, let’s go with this.”

    He nodded and handed the plan back.

    Shen Rou took the document but didn’t leave right away. She hesitated for a moment before speaking slowly.

    “President Chen, I added a little personal request to the plan. I hope you won’t mind.”

    “Personal request? What kind of request?”

    Chen Mo looked at her in confusion. He had just reviewed the plan and everything seemed perfectly normal. He hadn’t noticed anything out of place.

    “It’s like this, President Chen. During the break at the Sports Meeting, there are usually performances, right? I arranged for a friend of mine to take part. You’ve met her before—Zhang Lan.”

    Shen Rou lowered her head slightly, sounding a bit nervous.

    As President Chen’s assistant, she wasn’t supposed to mix personal matters into work. But Zhang Lan and her group had been struggling to make music in a basement, and it really wasn’t easy. So Shen Rou thought of giving them a chance to perform at the Sports Meeting. They could sing a few songs and earn a little money too.

    Still, after thinking it over, she decided it was better to let President Chen know.

    After hearing her explanation, Chen Mo chuckled lightly. He had thought it was something serious.

    “That’s all? Go ahead and arrange it. Since she’s your friend, let’s give her a little extra—double the performance fee.”

    “Ah! President Chen, that’s really not necessary. Just a little is enough.”

    “It’s settled. Go make the arrangements.”

    Chen Mo waved his hand casually. If he could spend a little more, of course he would.

    Seeing how firm he was, Shen Rou felt deeply moved.

    “Thank you, President Chen.”

    Then she turned and jogged back to her office.

    Watching her retreating figure, Chen Mo shook his head with a smile.

    Knock knock knock!

    Just then, there was a knock at the door.

    Soon, Fang Chang walked in, his face lit up with a barely concealed grin.


    Recommendations

    You can support the author on

    0 Comments

    Note