Zhou's father invited Zhang Bin to drink tea at Jiuyue Chaji.
One was to have a heart-to-heart talk, and the other was to talk about the recent situation of Hengfeng Building Materials.
Ever since Zhang Bin paid 15 million, he really hasn't taken care of the company's affairs.
This made Zhou's father very satisfied, indicating that Zhang Bin had complete trust in him.
Since he had taken the money, he had to take responsibility for Zhang Bin.
It has been almost three months since Hengfeng Building Materials Home was reorganized.
Father Zhou felt it was necessary to make a basic report on the company's situation to Zhang Bin.
When they came to September Tea Diary, Zhou Fang took Zhang Bin and asked him affectionately where he had been during this period.
She also said that Zhang Bin hadn't been here for a long time.
If he was in Longyang in the future, he should come and walk around more.
Zhang Bin naturally agreed.
He also knew what Zhou Fang was thinking.
He just hoped that he and Zhou Jingyu could achieve results.
After chatting casually with Zhou Fang, Zhou's father arrived, and then the two of them came to the room.
As soon as he entered, Father Zhou took out the briefcase he had brought with him, took out stacks of materials and documents, and placed them in front of Zhang Bin.
"Look, these are the company's financial statements and performance sheets in recent months, as well as a series of company arrangements.
I have brought them all over," Zhou's father said with a smile, taking a sip of tea from the cup.
Zhang Bin picked up the report and said casually: "It's fine if uncle knows these things.
I don't actually need to read them."
There were so many things that it would take Zhang Bin a long time to read them slowly.
He mainly picked up the financial statements and looked at them.
"That's not what you are saying.
You are the major shareholder.
I have to let you know these things," Zhou's father said.
"The company's development is on the right track.
The marketing methods have adopted the methods you mentioned last time, especially integration.
The marketing method is very effective.
At present, our company has reached directional agreements with several large real estate companies.
As long as the houses they sell need renovation, they will be handed over to us."
"In the past three months, the company has achieved physical store sales of 17 million and a net profit of 6.8 million.
Online sales have also made certain progress, with online sales of 7.5 million and a net profit of 3 million.
Two hundred thousand, so in these three months, the company's total net profit is about ten million," Zhou's father folded his hands and put them on the table and said in a deep voice.
Zhang Bin looked at the report and asked after a long time: "I think the sales of sofas are not too high."
Father Zhou nodded and said: "This is indeed the case.
Most of the current owners are more pursuing fashion and modernization in style, especially the requirements for sofas and beds, which are generally more European-style.
In this area, we mainly rely on imports. , or cooperate with some famous brand furniture factories, the profits will be shared equally."
Zhang Bin pondered for a moment, put down the report, and said: "In fact, the development of furniture mainly relies on the guidance of the market.
When decorating, we can appropriately guide customers to choose more brands, which is more beneficial to us.
When we decorate After grasping the larger home furnishing market, we need to guide the development of home furnishing fashion."
"In addition, in terms of decoration, there are some places where we can introduce new ones.
I see that many families have begun to actively request bathtubs now, so we can do something about this, or toilets, squatting or sitting.
Sofas, made of leather, fur, or solid wood, we will promote whatever is more profitable.
In short, for the items with greater profits, we must work hard to create this fashionable atmosphere and create as much net profit as possible."
Father Zhou nodded slowly, as if he was understanding what Zhang Bin said, creating an atmosphere and guiding the trend of fashion.
This did not seem to be a simple matter.
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"How much liquidity does the company currently have?"
Zhang Bin asked.
Father Zhou was surprised, "Do you want money?
If you are in a hurry, you can spare a few million?"
"Just asking," Zhang Bin said.
"All the profits of the company during this period, plus the remaining after the previous establishment, totaled 16 million.
With this money, I had someone buy a furniture manufacturing factory and another piece of forest land, which cost 1,300.
With the remaining three million, I plan to expand the company, add three physical stores in southern Sichuan Province, and increase expenditure on logistics services," Zhou's father said.
"Is three million enough?"
Zhang Bin thought it was not enough.
Father Zhou said with a smile: "Of course it is not enough.
We have made an estimate that the three physical stores, not counting labor costs, will cost about 6 million.
Adding labor and equipment costs and new logistics expenses, the total cost will be about Twelve million in funding.”
"But this can't be done right away.
Two months will be enough by then."
Zhang Bin said: "There are only two months until the New Year, which will usher in a peak period of decoration.
Let's work harder.
Our goal is to occupy the building materials and home furnishing market as much as possible."
Father Zhou nodded in agreement.
After talking about work, the two began to chat about personal matters.
In their personal affairs, the topics basically focused on Zhou Jingyu.
"Has Xiaoyu contacted you often?"
Zhou's father asked.
Zhang Bin glanced at Zhou's father with a guilty look, took a sip of water from his teacup, "We still have contact occasionally."
Father Zhou laughed, looked at Zhang Bin and said, "You are of similar age, so you should have more topics in common.
It should be easy for her to tell you what is on her mind.
If anything happens, remember to inform your uncle."
Zhang Bin smiled and said, "Of course, uncle, don't worry."
After talking to Zhou's father about the matter, Zhang Bin returned to the store and took a look.
There were still many customers.
Zhao Min is calculating this month's financial situation in the office.
A new store will be opened soon, and the finances will be separated by then.
Each has its own business.
Before that, the accounts must be calculated clearly.
Zhang Bin opened the door directly and walked in.
The office glass curtains are often pulled down.
So Zhang Bin walked over and stood behind Zhao Min, pressing his hands on her shoulders.
"Don't be too tired.
Don't do it yourself if you should leave it to the people below," Zhang Bin said distressedly.
Zhao Min said: "I'd better take care of the financial matters myself.
When the company develops well in the future, I can hire someone to manage it."
Slowly, Zhang Bin's hands began to slide down.
After Zhao Min noticed Zhang Bin's movements, he twisted his body and said with a heavy nasal voice: "No, I'm at work."
Zhang Bin leaned down, stretched his hand directly from Zhao Min's collar, and started playing with it.
"What makes you so charming?
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I can't help it when I see you.
How about we do it again?"
The passion in the office yesterday made Zhang Bin feel a little bit overwhelmed.
The feeling was much better than doing it on the bed at home.
"No more."
Zhao Min stretched out her hand to hold down Zhang Bin's mischievous hand inside her clothes, refusing very bluntly.
"It's time to have lunch soon."
Zhao Min closed his eyes and began to enjoy it.
"It'll be fine soon."
Zhang Bin pulled Zhao Min to stand up and began to pose.
"Don't get your clothes dirty," Zhao Min said worriedly.
Zhang Bin himself couldn't figure it out.
He found that he was becoming more and more obsessed with Zhao Min.
Could this be the temptation of a young woman?
The battle between men and women never stops.
Ahem, let me explain, Lao Li is determined not to play the sex card, but it seems that if he doesn’t write about it, his life will lack some passion, so he still has to write occasionally.
In addition, there are only two updates today, and it will be about three o’clock in the morning.
I got up to catch the car and take the plane.
I have to go to bed early in the evening and make up for it tomorrow
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