The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

"Ship 20,000 boxes directly? Can you afford it?"

When will this be sold?

"Oh...all the shopping malls in Taihai City are together, right?"

The people standing at the door looked at each other.

"What...what happened?"

The employee in the sales department office didn't even notice who the person was, and directly thrust the cell phone in his hand into the speaker's hand, "Do me a favor, answer the phone!"

Then there are the HR manager and the Finance manager.

One by one...all of them picked up their phones.

The calls were endless.

"We have money! The bank has already transferred it! Send it to us first!"

"We brought the money directly to pick up the goods, and they are just downstairs from your company!"

The agents’ hoarse voices came from the other end of the phone.

Several people were still confused, but the general manager took the lead and took a pen and wrote it down in a notebook.

People in other offices simply opened their doors, and the entire floor merged into one large office.

Today we are all employees of the sales department.

The head of the Finance Department is personally responsible for counting all order data, summarizing feedback in a timely manner to avoid duplication.

The production manager is responsible for packaging and shipping based on the data collected by the Finance Minister.

After working for two full hours, the finance minister suddenly stood up from his seat, took off his glasses and shouted: "Stop it! There is not enough inventory!"

All the callers were stunned.

"We're out of stock, sorry."

"I really didn't lie to you. Those were the words of our financial manager just now, and you heard it too..."

"Are you queuing up to make a reservation? What about...delivery date? I really can't guarantee the delivery date. How about you wait until the goods are available and place an order? What? A thousand boxes?"

Everyone looked miserable.

Why can't they get off work when the inventory is gone...

Cry Qingqing...

Until the entire factory was about to get off work, there were still calls coming in.

When the general manager said "get off work", everyone stopped what they were doing.

Everyone let out a sigh of relief.

Very good!

Everyone looked at each other.

No one paid attention to the phones that were still ringing. Everyone sat there in silence, looking at the sky without moving.

It seems that the continuous sound of phone calls is a piece of music, and everyone is immersed in this moment.

The general manager stood up first, walked out of the office, and went to the warehouse.

Others stood up one after another and followed him.

Several trucks were parked at the entrance of the warehouse, and many people loaded the goods onto the trucks.

The warehouse that was already full of goods was almost empty at this time, and this was the last batch.

"How many did we produce in total?"

"Fifty thousand bottles."

I used to think this number seemed astronomical.

Looking back now, it can’t even meet the needs of a city in Mingzhu City for one day.

The general manager was in a daze, "What on earth happened?"

Has the whole world gone crazy?

After a busy day, they still didn't know what happened.

Someone quickly came up to answer their questions.

Someone dragged the group back to the conference room and turned on the TV set on the wall of the factory conference room. ‘

The news that was recorded before was replayed.

Faced with the citizens' almost crazy enthusiasm for the product, everyone remained silent and didn't say a word.

After a long time, the general manager wiped his face, lowered his head and called Huo Jian: "Mr. Huo, have you read today's news?"