Qin Chuan had initially assumed they would dine at a fancy restaurant. To his surprise, the entire Fang family insisted on eating at the Mi Factory's cafeteria.
He had no choice but to ask the chef to prepare several hearty dishes to host them. Notably, no alcohol was served during the meal.
Everyone had work in the afternoon, and this time was specifically carved out for the occasion.
During the meal, Qin Chuan learned that Fang's relatives were far from ordinary. Besides working in the chemical plant, several aunts, uncles, and their spouses held stable, well-paying positions in various organizations across Longcheng.
This subtly explained why even influential families like the Han family showed some deference to the Fang family, and how Fang Rumei could so easily transform the original factory into the current Mi Factory.
This family was not to be underestimated.
Fang Rumei herself was also remarkable – bold, brave, driven, and educated. While not quite as stunning as Teacher Yang, she was an exceptional beauty, possessing a mature and alluring charm when dressed up.
After the meal, the Fang family bid farewell.
Qin Chuan personally saw the large group off before turning to Fang Rumei with a smile. "General Manager Fang, before long, you'll be a multimillionaire. You should find someone to spend all that money with, otherwise, what's the point? Your whole family is worried about you!"
"Mind your own business!! You scumbag!!"
Fang Rumei retorted with a fierce glare, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She huffed and turned away.
Her slender waist was accentuated by the light gray striped uniform, and the sway of her hips was captivating.
Qin Chuan chuckled, rubbing his nose, and quickly followed her.
Time flew by, and it was evening.
Just like the previous day, distributors from various regions began reporting their sales figures for the day.
Beijing – Seven thousand two hundred units.
Chengdu – Six thousand eight hundred thirty-five units.
Jiangcheng – Nine thousand one hundred twenty-two units.
Yangcheng – Thirteen thousand two hundred units.
Pengcheng – Fourteen thousand five hundred thirty-four units.
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The total sales from these ten major first-tier cities, plus over four thousand units sold locally in Longcheng, pushed the day's total to over one hundred thousand units.
This was an astonishing achievement. As the final sales report was released, the entire office erupted in a thunderous cheer.
Everyone was once again exhilarated by the incredible sales figures.
Qin Chuan and Fang Rumei were left in a daze, the numbers exceeding their expectations once more.
They had been immensely satisfied with eighty thousand units for the day, but the actual performance was far more impressive.
One hundred thousand units!
This was the total target the entire Mi Factory team had set for the first week of sales. Reaching this figure within seven days would have been an exceptionally bright start.
Instead, they achieved it on the second full day.
Including yesterday's sales, they had sold over one hundred and seventy-two thousand units in just two days.
The total sales revenue was approaching fifty million.
With a net profit margin of forty percent, they had made nearly twenty million in just two days, a rate more frantic than a money-printing machine.
Qin Chuan was experiencing the power of a super trend in this era firsthand.
It was a sensation he hadn't felt in his previous life. The sheer volume of money made his head spin!
No wonder people said that if you stood at the cusp of a trend, even a pig could soar.
However, after the initial excitement, Qin Chuan quickly realized a crucial issue.
The problem was this: if sales continued at this pace, even with the factory running twenty-four hours a day and workers on rotation, their production capacity would never keep up with the insane demand.
In this era of limited entertainment, the public had been repressed for too long, and their unleashed desire was proving to be a tidal wave of force.
And this was with Mi Factory only focusing on ten major first-tier cities.
If production capacity could match demand, imagine the spectacle of simultaneous sales across twenty-three provinces, five autonomous regions, four municipalities, and two special administrative regions nationwide.
In later generations, many major electronics manufacturers not only sold domestically but also had significant international markets, generating astronomical annual revenues.
Even without the current high profit margins, it was the dream of every enterprise.
Once everyone calmed down, Qin Chuan brought up this serious problem.
Silence fell over the room. Even Fang Rumei regretted not investing more, wishing they had borrowed money to expand the factory by another two times.
"It's too late to say anything now. Putting aside our competitors, our own production capacity is insufficient!" Qin Chuan said with a sigh.
"Boss, what should we do now?"
"The advertisements are already out. The first phase of sales is for seven days," one of the executives pointed out.
"Yes, our advertisements are known nationwide now. If we can't meet production, we'll be heavily criticized."
"The distributors will also be dissatisfied, which will affect our future credibility."
The atmosphere in the office became heavy. This was supposed to be good news – the sales were too good. But precisely because they were too good, it created significant problems.
Production couldn't keep up. How frustrating was that?
Customers were literally at their doorstep with money, but they could only watch helplessly, unable to collect it. Was there anything more vexing in the world?
After a long pause, Qin Chuan sighed, "Production capacity is a critical bottleneck. This is something that cannot be resolved in a short time."
"Where is the head of the Production Department?"
As Qin Chuan spoke, a middle-aged man squeezed out from the crowd, speaking cautiously, "Boss, I'm here!"
"And the head of the Assembly Department?"
"Boss, that's me!"
"What about the head of the Sales Department?"
"Boss!"
Qin Chuan pointed at the three department heads. "The three of you, immediately calculate our current daily production capacity and our existing inventory in the factory area."
"Give me an accurate number!"
"Quickly, you have only fifteen minutes. I want the precise figures in fifteen minutes."
Upon receiving the order, the three department heads left the office to carry out their tasks.
"Qin Chuan, what are you going to do?" Fang Rumei asked in a low voice, her face anxious.
Qin Chuan took out a pack of cigarettes from his desk drawer. As he lit one, a lighter flared nearby, and Fang Rumei lit it for him.
Qin Chuan didn't refuse, taking a deep puff after it was lit. He then slowly said, "If there's no other way, we'll have to impose a 'vajra ring' on the distributors."
"What does that mean? What's a vajra ring?" Fang Rumei looked bewildered.
"It means each city's distributor will have a fixed daily sales quota. Once they sell out, there's no more!"
"Since we've advertised for seven days, we have to fulfill that promise."
Fang Rumei's eyes widened, her voice filled with worry, "Then... will the distributors agree?"
"What choice do they have? The product is this popular; we hold the advantage right now," Qin Chuan stated decisively.
"Don't we want to earn more money? The problem is, production capacity is insufficient!"
Fang Rumei fell silent, then gave a bitter smile. "This is the only way for now. Sigh!"
"Don't sigh. There will be plenty of opportunities to make money later. Once our production capacity reaches a certain level after some time, we'll launch the second phase of sales."
The subordinates were efficient. In less than fifteen minutes, the statistical results were in.
Considering their current production capacity and combining it with the capacity of competitor factories, the Mi Factory could produce slightly over ten thousand units per day. This number was already quite strong, given the existing machinery and technology.
Two days had passed, leaving five more days for sales.
In five days, they could produce just over fifty thousand units.
Their warehouse had an additional inventory of one hundred and sixty-five thousand units.
Combined, they had approximately two hundred and fifteen thousand units available.
These two hundred and fifteen thousand units had to be distributed among ten distributors… no! Including Longcheng, there were eleven distributors.
The quantity for Longcheng could be slightly less, say three thousand units per day.
That left twenty million units to be divided among the ten distributors, with each getting exactly twenty thousand units.
Over five days, the average daily sales per distributor would be only four thousand units.
Upon seeing this figure, Qin Chuan's expression turned grim, and Fang Rumei also looked troubled.
Four thousand units was less than half of their previous sales volume, especially for cities like Pengcheng and Yangcheng, which had such massive daily sales.
But with their current production capacity, there was no way to increase it.
This was the only way!
"Where is the Commercial Department? Inform them of my directive!"
"Starting tomorrow, supply to each distributor will be limited, with a standard of four thousand units each."
Qin Chuan tapped the table. Someone immediately walked over and, after seeing the contents on the paper, their expression also changed slightly.
"If any distributor is dissatisfied or has any issues, they can call me directly, or send someone over," Qin Chuan added at the end.