PDLP Chapter 66 This boss is determined to follow!
Chapter 66 This boss is determined to follow!
Before the media in the audience could react, some reporters were still looking down to find the link, only to find it was gone when they looked up.
"Mr. Wang, is...it's sold out already?"
"Two thousand pieces, in less than a minute?"
"That's incredible!"
The chat in the live stream room has gone completely crazy.
"I managed to snag a hoodie! Hahaha!"
"Your typing speed is too fast!"
"I didn't get anything! I'm so angry!"
"Restock! Restock! Mr. Wang, restock quickly!"
"Add more stock! I want to buy!"
Wang Guanxi smiled at the camera, speaking casually.
"Thank you all for your support. Two thousand pieces is indeed not a lot; it was just a trial run. I didn't expect everyone to be so supportive."
He paused, then added a sentence.
"We will increase production later, and another batch will be available next week. It will still be these four models, and the price will remain the same. For those who missed out, try again next week."
The chat in the live stream immediately filled with comments like "What time is next Monday?", "Waiting for you!", and "Setting my alarm."
……
The staff area below the stage.
Lu Mingyuan sat in the third row, dressed in a suit and tie, his hair neatly combed.
He originally came to watch the spectacle and listen to the boss's story about the brand.
When I looked at the sales data in the backend, I was completely dumbfounded.
Two thousand items, thirty seconds.
He had been in the clothing industry for over a decade and had never seen anything like it.
A new brand, its first product, with no Google advertising, no influencer marketing, and no discounts or promotions.
The boss told a story about an eight-year-old girl at the press conference and then said "Start grabbing!" and the products sold out.
What kind of amazing move is this?
Lu Mingyuan pushed up his glasses and turned to look at Jiang Yinan beside him.
Jiang Yinan was also dumbfounded.
She was still holding her phone, the screen displaying the words "Sold Out," her mouth slightly open, unable to close for a long time.
The clothes she designed, the patterns she chose, the fabrics she selected.
Thirty seconds, gone.
Jiang Yinan swallowed hard and whispered, "President Lu, our boss... is he a god?"
Lu Mingyuan did not respond.
But he was thinking about something.
He worked at that company in Hangzhou for five years, growing the annual revenue from 80 million to 200 million, relying on price wars, channel wars, and GG wars. Every penny was burned.
What about Wang Guanxi?
I didn't spend a single penny on the GG fee; I just told a story.
A true story.
A story that will make you cry your eyes out.
Then the product sold out.
Lu Mingyuan suddenly realized that all his previous experience was nothing compared to Wang Guanxi.
He turned his head and glanced at Wang Guanxi on the stage.
The young man in the suit but without a tie was standing on the stage chatting with reporters, his tone as casual as if he were bragging in a teahouse.
Lu Mingyuan took a deep breath and silently made a decision in his heart.
If you follow this boss, you'll get to eat meat.
No, it means there's soup to drink, rice to eat, and mountains of gold and silver to move.
……
Jiang Yinan was thinking the same thing.
When she came all the way from Hangzhou to Jiangcheng, a small county town, her friends all said she was crazy.
"Why would you go to a place like that? You'll never get out of there."
"What good brands can you find in a county town? Going there will only downgrade your brand."
"That Wang Guanxi is just a nouveau riche; he won't last long."
Jiang Yinan hesitated at the time.
But now she doesn't hesitate.
A boss who can tell a brand story that makes the whole country cry, a boss who dares to spend a million to buy a name, a boss who can sell out two thousand pieces of clothing in thirty seconds.
With someone like that by her side, she could make a name for herself not only in the county town, but even in the village.
Jiang Yinan lowered his head and typed a line in his phone's notes app.
"Following General Manager Wang, I will make 'Chongxi' a nationally renowned brand within three years."
After finishing the competition, she felt that the scope was too narrow, so she changed "national" to "global".
Then he nodded in satisfaction.
……
On stage, after answering a few questions from reporters, Wang Guanxi handed the microphone to Xie Baizhi and walked off the stage.
He paused as he passed by Lu Mingyuan and Jiang Yinan.
"President Lu, President Jiang, will production be able to keep up with next week's restocking?"
Lu Mingyuan quickly stood up, his back ramrod straight.
"Don't worry, Mr. Wang, the equipment is all in place, and the workers are almost ready to work together. Five thousand pieces should be produced by next Wednesday without any problem."
Wang Guanxi nodded and glanced at Jiang Yinan again.
"Get the new designs ready. These four aren't enough; we'll release more next week."
Jiang Yinan nodded quickly: "It's already being drawn, Mr. Wang. I'll show you the first draft next Monday."
Wang Guanxi grunted in agreement, patted Lu Mingyuan on the shoulder, and left.
Lu Mingyuan and Jiang Yinan exchanged a glance.
The same message was written in both of their eyes.
I'm sticking with this boss!
……
The live stream wasn't closed yet, and the number of viewers had already dropped to just over ten thousand, but the chat was still very lively.
"Did anyone manage to snag these clothes? Post a picture and let's see!"
"I managed to snag a hoodie! I'll post a picture when it arrives!"
"The more I hear the name Chongxi, the better it sounds."
"When will Mr. Wang open a store in our city?"
"I'm a local from Jiangcheng. I'm going to wait outside Boss Wang's company for restocking!"
"Hey upstairs, can't you be a little more dignified?"
"I'm so pathetic, I'm just pathetic. All I want to do is buy Chongxi's clothes!"
……
Wen Guoliang sat in front of the computer, looking at the comments on the screen, his face growing darker and darker.
"I'm so pathetic, I'm just pathetic. All I want to do is buy Chongxi's clothes!"
……
Wen Guoliang sat in front of the computer, looking at the comments on the screen, his face growing darker and darker.
Wang Guanxi's move was ruthless.
He's not seeking fame; he's creating a god.
They packaged a deliveryman as the protagonist of an inspirational story, and then used that story to sell clothes.
What's even more disgusting is that this person was the same deliveryman who hit his son.
He slammed his hand on the table, startling his assistant.
"Mr. Wen, are you alright?"
Wen Guoliang ignored him, staring at the screen, his chest heaving violently.
He originally thought that Wang Guanxi was just a nouveau riche with a little money who had acquired two dilapidated factories by luck and wouldn't be able to make any waves.
But now he understands.
This person is much more capable than he thought.
They know how to leverage existing trends, create momentum, and utilize talent effectively.
He can even make the most of a deliveryman.
Two thousand items sold out in thirty seconds.
A new brand, with no one having even seen a single finished product, sold out its stock based solely on a story.
Wen Guoliang has been in the clothing business for over twenty years, and he knows best what this means.
This means that what Wang Guanxi holds in his hands is not two dilapidated clothing factories, but a money-printing machine.
The brand is there, the buzz is there, and the supply chain is there.
As long as the product quality is decent, this brand can survive, and thrive.
Wen Guoliang leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and his mind was a complete mess.
He recalled how much money he spent fighting GG when M&W was first established.
Tens of millions.
How many celebrities did they hire as spokespeople?
A dozen or so.
How many channels were established?
More than 3,000 stores nationwide.
The results of it?
Now, I'm completely overwhelmed by a small business owner in a county town, a press conference, and the story of an eight-year-old girl.