Guidance on Wife Dote: Adorable Mrs. Fu

At this time, Liu Yun and Zhong Sheng, as well as several other employees, were crowded into Shen Feng's office.

"Boss, such a list is worth 50 million yuan. Did we finish our goal in the first half of the year ahead of schedule?"

"Not only is it finished ahead of time, we don't have to worry about the sales, and I don't have to lose my hair."

"I can't see that our new manager has some business acumen. Why didn't we go out to pick up the list before?"

"That's right. I'm worried about the decline of sales all day. I'm afraid that there are several wrinkles on my face."

……

Shen Feng listened to everyone's comments and looked a little awkward.

In fact, this is what he didn't expect.

A few days ago, he was worried that the company would close down. If everyone lost their jobs, he would not go to drink the northwest wind?

But I didn't expect that in just a few days, they not only didn't have to lose their jobs, but also earned back the profit target of the first half of the year in advance.

If this is another list of this size, then can they enlarge the fake to go out?

Thinking of this, Shen Feng couldn't help but look at the general manager's office and gradually changed his mind about Tang Jinshe.

It seems that he was really too arbitrary before. People can't look good.

But Shen Feng also needs face. He didn't see Tang Jinshe before. Now he can't say anything good about Tang Jinshe.

Staring at everyone, Shen Feng hummed.

"I don't know what you're happy about? We are a clothing company. Now that we don't sell clothes, we have changed our sales channels to modern production. Aren't we all blind? I don't know what you're happy about. "

"Cut, boss, you're not too old to worry about. Just make money. If we can always make money by relying on foreign orders, what sales channels do you want?"

"That's it, dead eye."

make complaints about the big guy.

Shen Feng was left sitting on the chair, his face more and more uncomfortable.

In the general manager's office

"Milu, it's thanks to you that our company can win this bidding. I've prepared a big red envelope for you when you go to the finance department."

Milu looks at the smile on Tang Jinshe's face, opens her mouth, some words have reached her mouth, but she still hesitates to say.

Tang Jinshe quietly watched Milu for a while, hooked his lips and smiled.

"By the way, the next thing is about production. Your task has been completed. Of course, I will pay attention to other bidding during this period, but I will not delay your design, just..."

Tang Jinshe said here, paused a little, and then said, "you know, it's not so easy to set up a clothing brand, but I believe in your ability. You just create, and the brand will be left to me. Give me some time, and I won't let your creation press the bottom of the box."

Hearing that, Milu's face lit up.

Manager Tang knew what she was thinking.

What a designer wants most is that his works can be put on the T-shaped stage of each major fashion week, and he can set up his own clothing brand.

Tang Jinshe's words really made Milu practical and full of fighting spirit.

"Well, manager Tang, I will try my best."

Tang Jinshe smiled softly and said, "you may be very busy next. You have to prepare for the establishment of clothing brands in the future, and you have to be ready to accept the orders at any time. It's hard for you."