Chapter 145 Transformation
Hearing this, Luo Yang nodded.
"New Year's Day is coming soon. I have another thing to ask you today, which is to ask Shanghai to help ship more goods before the Spring Festival. You also know that the period from New Year's Day to before the Spring Festival is the busiest period. Now there is still a month and a half before the Spring Festival. I plan to ship as much as possible during this period."
"That's no problem," Song Yuanchao said easily.
The Shanghai factory has increased production and is currently operating in three shifts, with daily production reaching approximately 1,300 pieces. Judging from Luoyang's actual sales situation, it can not only meet demand, but also meet part of the wholesale demand.
In addition, Song Yuanchao called Li Daqi some time ago and asked him to find some more channels through the factory's relationship as a processing model, which could also make up for the production shortage.
In this way, there will be no problem in satisfying Luo Yang in a short time. According to Song Yuanchao's estimation, the shipment from Shanghai will be completed by the end of January. The next step will be the sales in Yanjing, leaving Luo Yang half a month of sales time, which will be just right before the Spring Festival.
“How is your wholesale business going now?”
"It's okay, all thanks to the help of my friends. By the way, a few new stores are going to open in Dashilan. The owners are all guys I met before, and they also get the goods from me." Luo Yang said with some pride.
The sellers in the black market basically know each other and often deal with each other. With the opening of the market, traditional transactions in the black market are becoming increasingly difficult, and everyone is thinking about how to transform.
Compared with ordinary people, these people are more flexible and courageous, and are more likely to smell business opportunities and accept open markets. In fact, this is also the reason why Luo Yang plans to engage in wholesale. It is no secret that Luo Yang and his friends originally planned to open a store in Dashilan. In fact, many people in the circle know about it, and everyone is also watching the matter.
At the beginning, Luo Yang's business was not good, and even the depressed situation caused several buddies in the circle to laugh secretly. But soon with Song Yuanchao's move, Hu Hai's fake collars became a hit in Dashilan, and sales were extremely hot.
All this surprised many people. Since the fake collars were selling so well, they naturally could not stand idly by. Some people quickly used their connections to find sources of supply, and more people came directly to Luo Yang through their previous acquaintances with Dabing and Junzi. This created the prototype of Luo Yang's current wholesale channels.
According to Luo Yang, there are currently five or six people who buy goods from him, with the most buying thousands at a time and the least buying hundreds. This is due to insufficient supply. If sufficient supply can be guaranteed, the number can at least double.
"There's no rush. In fact, the current hot sales of fake collars are only temporary. With the gradual saturation of the market and the improvement of people's demands for life, fake collars as a substitute for shirts will at best be popular for a while." Song Yuanchao said slowly.
"You mean this business might not last long?" Luo Yang asked with a frown.
"It's not that we can't do it for long. If we continue to do it, there will be no problem. But as time goes by, the market for this product is so small, and the profit of this product is limited. No matter what we do, it will be like this." Song Yuanchao replied with a smile.
These words made Luo Yang fall into deep thought, and after a long time he nodded silently.
I have to admit that Song Yuanchao's words make sense. Although fake collars are good, the market is limited as Song Yuanchao said. Moreover, with fake collars popping up all over Yanjing these days, it has already had an impact on Luo Yang's business.
Although wholesale is currently making up for the shortfall in retail, on the surface it appears that overall sales have not decreased but have increased. But in fact, Luo Yang also feels the limitations of this business.
"What do you mean...?" Thinking of this, Luo Yang couldn't help but ask Song Yuanchao.
"Why are you in such a hurry? This business will be fine for at least a few more months." Song Yuanchao said calmly, "You are now developing wholesale channels. The market is a general direction. It is not just about products, but especially channels. You need to remember that in the future, channels will be king in business. It is absolutely impossible to have products without channels. At least you have taken the right step."
"Also, you just said that a few more stores have opened in Dashilan, all selling clothing, including fake collars? Or did they get their goods from you?"
"Yes, what's wrong?" Luo Yang asked.
Song Yuanchao glanced at the other party meaningfully and said, "I think this is a good idea. The key to doing business is to gather together. Dashilan is a popular place. Having more similar stores can form a distinctive commercial area. Maybe one day in the future, when people mention Dashilan, they will think of it as a place that sells clothes. This is a good thing."
"So it can be considered an accident?" Hearing this, Luo Yang couldn't help but laugh.
"Haha, I guess so. You're pretty lucky."
"By the way, Yuanchao, if the sales of fake collars continue to be flat, what product do you think will be suitable next?" Luo Yang still didn't forget Song Yuanchao's reminder just now, and couldn't help asking.
"You, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. It's still too early." Song Yuanchao laughed in silence. He didn't expect that Luo Yang would also lose his temper sometimes.
"We have to be anxious. Now is not the same as before. You don't know how much the outside world has changed in the past two months. I'm not as leisurely as you. I've been in Dazhalan almost every day these days. Now the outside world looks different every day. There's an old saying that goes, if you don't advance, you will retreat." Luo Yang said with emotion.
Looking at Luo Yang, Song Yuanchao couldn't help but ask, "Luo Yang, there is something I haven't asked you. Is it convenient for me to ask you?"
"Haha, you also can't hold it in sometimes? Just now you said that I was impatient to eat hot tofu. Let me ask, what's the matter?" Luo Yang looked at Song Yuanchao and laughed.
"Then don't be angry if I ask you." Song Yuanchao hesitated before speaking: "Logically speaking, with your family and background, you don't need to do these things at all. Besides, the store is now up and running. If you only serve Dabing, Junzi and Xiaoqiao, you can let them do the business slowly. Why do you have to do it yourself all the time?"
"Also, I always feel that you are very concerned about doing business, even urgent in some aspects, which makes me feel a little strange."
As Song Yuanchao spoke, the smile on Luo Yang's face gradually froze. He lit up a cigarette again and took a few puffs before sighing, "You're right. The reason is actually very simple. I'm short of money. I need money!"
"Long time money?" Song Yuanchao looked at Luo Yang in confusion, not understanding why Luo Yang said that.
As he and Luo Yang gradually interacted, he also had some understanding of Luo Yang's previous situation. After Luo Yang came back from the Great Northern Wilderness, he had been working in the black market with Da Bing, Jun Zi and Xiao Qiao. Although the business in the black market was risky, the profits for them were also quite lucrative.
Otherwise, Luo Yang and his team would not have been able to come up with so much money to rent the store and start selling clothes. You know, how could an average person come up with so much money at once?
Now, as the business in the store began to stabilize and wholesale was gradually back on track, Song Yuanchao made a preliminary calculation for Luo Yang and found that Luo Yang and his friends had made a lot of money from last month to now.
There is no title of "ten thousand yuan household" yet, but in Song Yuanchao's opinion, Luo Yang is already a ten thousand yuan household. Under such circumstances, Luo Yang still said that he was short of money, which made Song Yuanchao puzzled.
Faced with Song Yuanchao's doubts, Luo Yang did not continue to speak, but Song Yuanchao could see from his eyes that Luo Yang had a story in his heart.
Luo Yang sighed and said, "I don't want to find any excuses to lie to you about the specific reason. Just think of it as my personal need. But don't worry, I am not a person who has no bottom line. Although I need money, I will only make it in my own way and will never do anything illegal or criminal."
Looking deeply at Luo Yang, Song Yuanchao noticed something from his expression and couldn't help but sigh that everyone has their own difficulties and secrets.
The same is true for Luo Yang . Perhaps, like himself, he has many secrets hidden deep in his heart that are unknown to outsiders.
Song Yuanchao did not continue to ask the reason. He nodded and then laughed.
"Yes, money is a good thing, who doesn't like it? Maybe you can become the richest man in China in the future."
"Hahaha, if that's the case, then thank you for your good wishes." Luo Yang also laughed.
The two looked at each other and laughed happily, but Song Yuanchao heard a hint of bitterness and helplessness in their laughter.
