Reborn 92's Business Tycoon

Chapter 505: Chapter 505: Is about to begin

It was a fine day on 30 June.

By fine, I mean it was sunny and not raining.

It was the end of June, so you couldn't expect it to be cool.

Feng Yiping woke up, and as usual, his wife Huang Jingping was not beside him. She usually got up early, and these days, even more so. There was no choice, being a daughter-in-law was not easy. Her grandparents and parents had not yet returned home, so she had to be more active than usual.

As he squinted and dressed, Feng Yiping had a feeling that he had not had for a long time: some annoyance, some nervousness, and some anticipation.

This feeling was very familiar. Before university, it was like this every time before an important exam. It was just that after going to university, this feeling had indeed been long gone.

Unlike before, he can no longer feel nervous before an exam. It's not because he doesn't care about the result, but because although he's not sure how high a score he can get, he knows exactly how low a score he can get – no matter how bad he does, he'll pass.

While brushing his teeth, he looked at himself in the mirror and laughed a little. Now that he has at least some foundation, why is he still so impatient?

At Feng Yiping's, Feng Zhanchang has returned to his old ways. He generally stays out of the kitchen, but he's not idle. He's currently watering the flowers in the yard with his grandfather.

Breakfast is ready, and Mei Qiuping and Huang Jingping are serving it at the table. When they see him coming down, Mei Qiuping says with a smile, 'I told you there was no need to call. That's the good thing about him. The more important the matter, the more conscientious he is. He's been like that since he was little.'

Huang Jingping smiles sweetly, 'That's because you've done a good job of raising him!'

Feng Yiping had a small opinion about this remark. It seemed that all his fine qualities were the result of his parents' education. Hadn't I exerted some subjective initiative myself?

But this remark struck a chord in Mei Qiuping's heart. She beamed, touched Huang Jingping's head, and said to Feng Yiping, 'Go tell Grandpa and your father to eat.'

Am I out of favour? Feng Yiping thought depressedly.

'Nervous?' Feng Zhanchang put a fried egg on his plate.

In the past, when the family was struggling, whenever there was something good on the table, they would make Feng Yiping eat it first. Now that things have improved, they still can't break the habit.

'Not really,' Feng Yiping said, taking a sip of milk. 'I don't know how good it is, but judging from the sales after the New Year holiday, it can't be that bad.'

'That's good. I'm mainly worried that this promotion isn't during the holiday season,' Mei Qiuping said.

'In fact, the holiday season is just an excuse. For example, at the beginning of the month, there was the Dragon Boat Festival promotion, and at the end of it, there were many things sold, more than the zongzi,' Feng Yiping explained.

'Are you nervous?' When they arrived at the company, Jin Ling asked the same thing.

'I'm more looking forward to it than nervous,' Feng Yiping logged into the management system as soon as he arrived. Although he knew the store hadn't opened yet, he refreshed the page a few times. Of course, there was no sales to be seen.

'If I have to say I'm nervous, it's because this promotion is considered an innovation. I'm nervous about whether everyone can benefit from such innovation.

In our industry, once a new sales promotion method is implemented, other competitors will follow suit soon after. To stay ahead, innovation is the most important thing, apart from other aspects of work. It is best to ensure that competitors are always following behind us and imitating us.'

Jin Ling nodded, 'Indeed, originality is the most important thing. You should mention these words when summarising the results.'

Knowing that there was a shortage of staff, when it came to arranging the shifts for the promotional period, Lu Wenqing took the initiative to ask the store manager if he could work three day shifts and one night shift, spread out over the week. He was in the store on the first day.

Now he was dressed and walking at the pace of a standard salesperson.

He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and a vest, his hands clasped in front of his belly as he paced between the shelves. When he passed the corner, he smiled at a trainee there who looked slightly nervous.

This trainee, who has not yet completed his training, is wearing a temporary name tag, is very nervous, and although he doesn't need it, he keeps holding the barcode gun in his hand.

The young girl at the checkout counter also seems unable to settle down, repeatedly arranging the small goods displayed on the shelves, and from time to time looking up to see what's going on outside. 'When do you think the customers will come?'

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Hu Junting, who is already in charge of a district in the provincial capital, got up even earlier today and is now visiting one store after another. It's almost half an hour since the stores opened, and the expected large-scale sales have not yet started. Standing in front of a store, she looks at the hurried passers-by in the street and calls Wang Jinju, 'How's it going over there? Why are there still not many people entering the store?'

It was noisy on the other end of the line, and she guessed that Wang Jinju had just got off the bus. 'Don't worry, this is normal. You know that, don't you? A lot of people are still on their way home from dropping their kids off at school. They usually stop by the farmers' market to buy groceries before coming to the store,'

'Am I not nervous?' Hu Junting said with a smile.

'Don't worry, we've been preparing for this for a long time, and it's going to be great,' Wang Jinju told her, as if she were encouraging herself as well.

Yes, just from the number of customers who have come into the store these past few days asking about the details of the promotion, the effect of this campaign will definitely not be bad. After hanging up the phone, Hu Junting also felt at ease.

'I'll relax for a bit now, but I guess you won't have time to relax at 9 or 10 o'clock,' she said to the three people inside as she walked into the store.

At the headquarters of Jiamei, He Zhitiao was on the phone, saying, 'The store across the street is still doing business as usual, right? That's good!'

'Haha,' he couldn't help but laugh after putting down the phone. If only he hadn't been so stubborn, he would have come up with the phrase "if you don't die, you won't be immortal" by now, and he would have used it.

'I'll show you arrogant! It's fine for normal holidays, but creating your own "half year" is just ridiculous. I'll see what happens when you put in so much effort to promote sales this time!'

His words were full of resentment.

No wonder he's angry. When he first took office, he was also ambitious, imagining that he would soon catch up with Youjia in the provincial capital, then leave it far behind. But then, the reality was as cruel as the dream was beautiful.

Relying on its growing scale advantage day by day, Youjia is far superior to Jiamei in terms of product variety, price, and supply. Up to now, no matter how far-reaching the ideas are, Jiamei is still far from Youjia.

His plan to enter the next-tier cities and provinces has not yet been approved by the provincial headquarters. In fact, he has not given up yet. He already knows that the main leaders are still opposed to the plan, and for good reason. The provincial capital, which has the best of everything, cannot compete with others, and the benefits are so average. How can it compete with others in the next-tier cities and provinces?

There is no way. Although he is still hoping that the leaders will approve, he now has to adjust the focus of his work from large-scale expansion to further strengthening the foundation.

What's annoying is that, since the beginning of the year, Youjia has been launching one holiday promotion after another, and there's no end in sight.

What's infuriating is that those suppliers that Youjia is always haggling with have been supporting Youjia every time. So far, he feels like his hair has turned a few grey hairs, but unfortunately, even in the provincial capital, the distance between Youjia and him is getting wider and wider.

Now, they have dug themselves a hole. Manager He happily hummed the latest song, 'Why not dance? Talking is no better than dancing. Making yourself feel comfortable is everyone's talent,'

He was in a good mood and couldn't help but raise his voice a little. The secretary outside shook her head as she listened to the off-key singing coming from inside. She carried the brewed tea and retreated to the pantry again, deciding to wait a while before delivering it.