Zhang Songxia shook his head.

The profitability of the two factories also made him frown.

Here in Zhongshan City, because he has been staying for a long time, he is also clear about the income and expenditure.

It's not optimistic.

In recent years, the furniture industry has been experiencing a Waterloo-style fiasco.

It is becoming more and more difficult to procure high-quality timber in China.

After the finished product came out, the sales price generally fell, and the profit was miserable.

In half a year, I lost more than one million yuan.

He has been making furniture for more than 30 years, and the real loss is this year.

So he gathered his family together to discuss countermeasures.

"Tell me, is there any way to turn our business into a profit?"

Zhang Haiping is the eldest son, and he has been in the furniture industry for more than ten years.

He is well versed in the current situation in the furniture industry: rising prices of raw materials, sluggish sales, a sharp decline in finished exports, and increasing employee wages year by year.

"Dad, I don't think there's a better way. You see, in Yangcheng alone, at least 56 furniture companies have closed down in a few months. This is the atmosphere, our company has lost money, and other companies are not necessarily doing well. ”

Zhang Yongsheng also said helplessly: "I have never seen such a dull business, the inventory is accumulating more and more, and there is no money for raw materials." ”

Zhang Ze knew that the operation of his stores and factories was not very good.

Usually he doesn't care about this, Kuangmei gives him 5,000 yuan of pocket money every month.

He also never went to the store and furniture factory to watch.

His mind has always been on the creation of novels.

I only heard Kuangmei say: "In the past few months, my side has also lost money. ”

Zhang Songxia sighed and said: "Alas, I see that several factories have reduced some workers, try to digest some inventory, and temporarily stop purchasing raw wood." Pay attention to controlling costs and reducing unnecessary expenses. Let's get through this winter. ”

Zhang Ze said thoughtfully: "In fact, not the entire furniture industry is declining like this, the middle and low gear furniture is shrinking in the market, but the price of high gear furniture is rising step by step." ”

He clicked on the computer at any time, a few carved beds, a few pure saffron pear wardrobes, and a few golden silk sofas on the computer.

"Look, this sandalwood carved flower bed is 999,000 yuan as standard, and this Vietnamese safflower pear five-piece set is sold for 1.2 million. These Jin Si Nan sofas are priced at five million. ”

Zhang Songxia's spirit was shocked: "Xiao Ze, where is the furniture exhibition in your picture held, why haven't I heard of it?"

"Dad, this is the third quarter of the Northeast Furniture Exhibition, which was raised in Shenyang last month. ”

Zhang Ze knew that several factories under his father's name produced traditional and low-end furniture products at low prices suitable for mass consumption.

I never had the consciousness to participate in any exhibitions.

Even the local furniture exhibition in Yangcheng will not participate.

A few years ago, when business was booming, hundreds of stores in other places were selling goods with him.

In recent years, business has plummeted.

Zhang Yongsheng listened to Zhang Ze analyzing the market situation like an expert, as if he was very expert, so he was angry.

"You haven't done business at all, so don't pretend to understand. Have the ability to make your factory and store prosperous. ”

The second brother's words aroused Zhang Ze's ambition: "Just do it, you think you are the only one who can do business?"

Zhang Huiqin said to Zhang Ze appreciatively: "Third brother, I am optimistic about you, you can do it." ”

"A scrap of wood will do business?" The eldest brother glared at his brother and sister, if it weren't for his father's presence, he might not be able to help but go up and slap Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze didn't want to conflict with them in front of his family, in that case, it would be difficult for his father to be caught in the middle.

"Dad, I want to start my own furniture factory. ”

Zhang Ze's words made Zhang Songxia take aback when he heard it.

What are you kidding, when the whole industry is struggling, you come to open a new factory.

"When the company is losing money, then there are funds to open a new factory for you? What a loser!" Cheng Xuemei, the eldest lady, also felt funny when she heard it.

"Dad, unless you have a lot of money, you have nowhere to go!" Zhang Yongsheng also snorted coldly.

This little son is really not worry-free, he doesn't have to worry about running when the business is good, and he talks about opening a new factory in the years when the business is sad.

"Don't make a fuss about Ozawa, where do I have the funds to open a new factory for you now. ”

"I don't need a penny from you. There is only one request..."

To open a new factory, it takes at least one million dollars to invest, is this little son burnt up?

"What do you ask?" you say. ”

"Empty all the products in the Zhongshan store and the factory!"

In the building of the factory and store, the names on the real estate registration certificate are Zhang Ze and his sister Zhang Huiqin. However, the factory and the façade business certificate is registered with Songxia Furniture Industrial Co., Ltd.

A few years later, my father suffered a stroke, and the eldest mother's family drove Kuangmei's mother and son out of the Zhang family on the grounds that the factory and façade belonged to the industry of Songxia Furniture Industrial Co., Ltd.

He will be cut off with them sooner.

Even if he earns a lot of money in the future, they will snatch the profit on the grounds that it is a group enterprise.

"Ozawa, you said that you will take away all the finished and semi-finished products in the store and factory?" Kuang Meili was also anxious for a while.

"Yes, including raw materials. Zhang Ze said with certainty.

"Brother, you're crazy!" Zhang Huiqin was also surprised.

"Ozawa, do you want to open a high-end furniture factory with fine carving and craftsmanship?" Zhang Songxia thought that his idea was very reasonable, but the youngest son had never done business, okay?

"Yes. Dad, you don't have to worry, I have my own money. Zhang Ze said confidently.

"Where do you get the money, your mother gives you 5,000 pocket money a month, and your little money is worth it. ”

This little son is really spoiled by Kuangmei, it's really naïve.

"I'm making money writing novels now. ”

Zhang Ze said proudly: "A few months' remuneration is more than enough to open a new factory. ”

"A few months of manuscript fees to open a factory?"

Zhang Songxia didn't believe it when he was killed, but Zhang Ze would not lie since he was a child. Just let him toss, even if the new factory can't be opened and the business can't be done, with his family background, it must be no problem to worry about food and clothing.

"Okay, Huiling, let Weimin arrange for trucks to empty all the Zhongshan stores and factories. ”

Liu Weimin is Zhang Ze's eldest brother-in-law and is responsible for the transportation of the entire enterprise.

… Kuangmei was so angry that she took Zhang Ze home.

"You kid want to starve my mother to death, you can't do it, you empty the store and the factory, what do we live on?"

Zhang Huiqin also touched Zhang Ze's forehead: "Brother, you won't be burned, right?"

Zhang Ze slapped her hand away, took out his mobile phone, and clicked on the bank card SMS notification on it: "You count, see how much balance I have on my bank card? Even if I take 10,000 steps back and say that my new factory is at a loss, I promise that our family will not be poor." ”