Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

In the capital, Xidan, inside the clothing store, Chen Zhengyue led the workers to work in full swing.

Jiang Xiaobai came into the store, many people didn't notice, even if they did, they just nodded with a smile on their face, and then continued to work

Jiang Xiaobai is not only an employer to them, but also their noble person.

The walls in the store have been completely whitewashed, and the required wires have also been routed inside the walls instead of exposed wires according to Jiang Xiaobai's requirements.

On the pillars in the center of the store, large fitting mirrors are inlaid on the four walls, and the fitting room against the wall has been separated by wooden boards and painted with dark paint.

The stairs to the second floor have not been paved with floor tiles, which seems to affect the overall image, but the handrails of the stairs have been replaced.

On the second floor, Jiang Xiaobai broke through a wall and replaced it with glass.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, although there are no sofas or the like, the rest area has been reserved.

"Brother Song, you can start recruiting for the waiter. The internship period is two months, the basic salary is 15 yuan a month, and the commission is 8% for selling a piece of clothing. After becoming a full-time employee, the basic salary is 20 yuan a month, selling a piece of clothing 10% commission."

"Commission?" Song Weiguo asked in a daze. Although the educated youth cannery factory had already implemented piecework wages, he didn't think about the commission for a while.

"Well, the commission is given. The waiter is doing sales work. If you want to earn more, you have to sell more. Otherwise, if you want to recruit the waiters in the state-owned shopping malls, why are you fighting with customers?"

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and said, beckoning to Zhou Guomin who was beside him.

Zhou Guomin hurried over.

"You and Brother Zhou are two people to do this matter. You can find the street appropriately. We can also solve the employment pressure for the street. Let's see if we can get some benefits."

Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile.

"Then what kind of people are we recruiting?" Song Weiguo continued to ask.

"Both men and women are not limited, can speak well, age 18 to 25 years old, looks good-looking, good-looking, good-looking..."

Song Weiguo and Zhou Guomin were stunned when they heard Jiang Xiaobai's request.

Men and women are not limited, and being able to speak well is a serious requirement.

But 18 to 25 years old, handsome men and beautiful women, what the hell? And also has a good figure.

"No, Xiaobai, your request is too unscrupulous."

Song Weiguo thought Jiang Xiaobai was joking.

"I don't know if the request is serious or not, you have to ask the request, but I'm serious.

Between the ages of 18 and 25, it is a suitable age for not having a family. The working hours are sufficient, there are not many things, and the mental and physical conditions are also good.

As for handsome men and beautiful women, let alone a good figure, although I am not in a beauty pageant, but if you think about it in another way, it is better to be served by a beautiful lady waiter, or an ugly one. "

Song Weiguo and Zhou Guomin were stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, what Jiang Xiaobai said was really reasonable.

There is no way, people are willing to appreciate beautiful things, whether it is appearance or soul, but it is obviously too late for a customer to understand the soul in just a few minutes after entering the store.

The first thing you see is the appearance.

"We need to hurry up on this matter. After recruiting people, we need to train for a period of time before they can take up the job. I hope it can be just right, and it will be the same as the opening time of our store."

"Okay," Song Weiguo nodded, he was persuaded by Jiang Xiaobai and agreed.

"It's still necessary to put uniform uniforms on all the waiters. I'll give you the design drawings later, and you can order a set of clothes for the Jingcheng Garment Factory,"

Jiang Xiaobai said that it would be a waste of time to arrange for his own garment factory to make clothes at this time.

"In addition, let the garment factory hurry up and prepare the clothes for delivery. Don't make a big joke if the clothes don't arrive when the store opens."

"Don't worry, Xiaobai, it won't happen." Song Weiguo patted his chest and assured that the garment factory had already been fully engaged in producing the clothes designed by Jiang Xiaobai before he came.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, and didn't say much, he was still very relieved to handle the affairs of Rongwei's forehead protection.

"The model is back?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"I got it back and put it in the factory warehouse, but it's old." Song Weiguo said.

"It's okay to be old, just find a way to clean it, and it looks clean, as long as there are no missing arms or legs," Jiang Xiaobai nodded and said.

"What about the lamp? Did you find the one I mentioned?"

"I found it, including the clothing racks, and got someone to fix it according to your requirements."

Jiang Xiaobai asked about every detail, and this Jiang Xiaobai clothing flagship store is the result of his hard work.

And he also wanted to lay the foundation for the next flagship store, so he tried his best to get the most perfect one at this stage.

Early the next morning, Jiang Xiaobai and Song Weiguo came to the tile factory on the outskirts of the capital.

The director of the tile factory saw Song Weiguo as if he saw a savior. The current tiles are really hard to sell.

Although they are state-owned factories, they are not responsible for their own profits and losses, and their salaries are all allocated from above, but the welfare of the factory will not be allocated from above.

And whether there are benefits in the factory is an important factor in judging whether a factory manager is successful or not, and whether he can speak well in the factory.

"This is our director Jiang Xiaobai." Song Weiguo introduced to the director Li of the ceramic tile factory.

"Director Jiang, this is really young and promising, young and promising."

Factory Manager Li looked at Song Weiguo's appearance of Jiang Xiaobai as the leader, and heard Song Weiguo introduce Jiang Xiaobai as the factory director. He was stunned for a moment, and then continued.

Such a young factory manager, Director Li muttered in his heart, and then looked at his slightly fat figure and bald hairline.

The 40-year-old factory director Li felt a little emotional, but for a moment he thought that Jiang Xiaobai was just the factory director of a township enterprise.

But he was the factory director in Beijing, so he immediately regained his balance.

But because he still wanted to sell the tiles to Jiang Xiaobai, he kept his attitude low. After all, there were other tile factories in Beijing.

But the only buyer is Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't have much courtesy with Director Li. After greeting him, he asked Director Li to take him to the factory warehouse to pick tiles.

After all, I skipped class today, so I have to go back quickly after picking out the tiles.

Otherwise, once Professor Zhang gets mad, it would be bad if he failed the subject.

Soon, Jiang Xiaobai picked out an ordinary white floor tile.

After some bargaining, Jiang Xiaobai got the tile at a super low price, and Jiang Xiaobai also killed Director Li.

Then he went out and rode his bicycle quickly towards the Normal University.

It's not that Jiang Xiaobai doesn't want to ask for leave, but that Professor Zhang will definitely not be happy to ask for leave every three days, and he won't give it, so it's better to skip class.