EBE Chapter 316 Revenue Exceeds Eight Figures
Chapter 316 Revenue Exceeds Eight Figures
Chapter 316 Revenue Exceeds Eight Figures
It's almost the end of the year.
To summarize the achievements of the past year and motivate all employees, the factory is preparing to hold an employee commendation meeting and distribute dividends to the shareholders who hold phantom shares in the factory.
This is one of the most important moments of the year for the factory, and everyone looks forward to it, including Huang Ling's family.
Huang Ling sat in front of her dressing table, looking at herself in the mirror. She picked up the bottle of hair oil on the table, poured some into her palm, rubbed her hands together, and applied it to her permed, curly hair. Then she gently lifted her hair with her hands to make it look more voluminous.
Then, she picked up the lipstick and applied it to her lips, gently pursing her lips afterward.
As Huang Ling spoke, she got up and straightened her clothes.
"Chaoying, that's enough, let's go. Take your bags, I don't think we'll get a small share of the dividends this year."
When Zhuang Chaoying heard Ah Ling say that they could leave, she immediately put down the newspaper she was reading and quickly got up.
He took his luggage bag off the wardrobe, quickly put on his down jacket, picked up the luggage bag, and also grabbed gloves, a scarf, and a small blanket that he had specially prepared for Ah Ling.
He followed Ah Ling downstairs and saw his three children huddled around the stove, their eyes glued to the television.
Zhuang Chaoying instructed, "We two are going to the factory. The three of you must be careful when you warm yourselves by the fire. Leave a crack in the doors and windows. Carbon monoxide poisoning is no joke."
Tu Nan nodded. "Dad, I know. I'll take good care of them both. Don't worry, Dad. Ride your bike slowly. The road was a bit slippery when I went out earlier."
While tying her scarf, Huang Ling gave the three of them some words of advice. "There are wontons in the fridge. If you get hungry at noon, cook some wontons. Oh, and call Dongzhe over. Your Uncle Lin and Aunt Song are going to the factory too."
Xiaoting stood up, took two safety helmets from the cabinet, handed one to her father first, and then put the other directly on her mother's head.
"I forgot to bring my helmet again, and my hair is all messed up. All that effort I put into fixing it was for nothing."
Xiaoting retied the scarf for Huang Ling, a smile spreading across her face. "Mom, safety comes first. No matter what you look like, you're always the most beautiful in our eyes, right, Dad?"
Zhuang Chaoying put on her helmet and nodded quickly. "Yes, your mother is the most beautiful in my heart. Be careful at home, and don't open the door to strangers, okay?"
Pengfei couldn't help but chuckle as he watched his uncle still giving them instructions like he did when they were children. "Uncle, we know. You and Auntie should hurry up, Uncle Lin and Aunt Song will be worried soon."
Just as Pengfei finished speaking, Song Ying's voice came from outside. "Sister Ling, are you ready? We should get going."
Huang Ling quickly went out and opened the door. "You're here, Song Ying."
Zhuang Chaoying pushed the motorcycle out of the yard, and Huang Ling closed the gate. "Tu Nan, lock the gate from the inside."
After the four of them left the alley and parked the motorcycle, Zhuang Chaoying helped A-Ling onto the motorcycle, covered their legs with a blanket, and carefully tucked the corner of the blanket under A-Ling's bottom to prevent the wind from getting in.
Huang Ling, wearing a helmet and scarf, with only her eyes showing, exchanged a glance with Song Ying next to her, and both of them smiled from under their scarves.
Lin Wufeng put Song Ying's hand into his coat pocket. "Teacher Zhuang, let's go."
Zhuang Chaoying twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle slowly moved forward. "Let's go, Engineer Lin, you go first, I'll follow behind."
It rained and snowed lightly last night, making the roads a bit slippery, so they rode very slowly.
The cold wind howled all the way. I don't know how much time passed before the car finally arrived at the factory's office building.
Zhuang Chaoying folded the blanket and put it in the box on the back of the motorcycle.
Huang Ling took off her helmet, tidied her messy hair, and walked towards the office building with Song Ying and Lin Wufeng.
This was Song Ying's first time at the factory. As soon as she got off the motorcycle and her feet touched the ground, she couldn't help but look up, her eyes scanning the surrounding buildings one by one.
"Wu Feng, our factory is so big! I always thought it was a very small factory. I never expected it, I really never expected it."
Lin Wufeng locked the vehicle and put the blanket into the luggage compartment on the back of the motorcycle.
He straightened up and looked at Song Ying, whose nose was red from the cold, and felt a pang of heartache.
He turned his head and looked at the Santana parked downstairs in the factory office building, and secretly vowed that he would make sure Song Ying rode in a four-wheeled vehicle so that she would never have to suffer from the cold in winter again.
He gently took Song Ying's hand and led her towards the office building. "It's cold outside, come inside and warm up."
The four men entered Director An's office, where eight people had already gathered, all of whom held shares in the company.
As soon as they entered, Factory Director An rushed over. "Engineer Lin, Teacher Zhuang, and your wives, come in quickly. It's been quite cold on the way here. Xiao Liu, quickly get four cups of hot water."
Upon hearing the factory manager's instructions, cashier Xiao Liu quickly got up, took out four clean teacups from the cabinet, deftly filled four cups with water, and handed them over with both hands.
Then they quickly returned to their seats, where they worked with another person who was counting the money for their share, flipping through the banknotes rapidly in their hands.
Huang Ling and Song Ying stared wide-eyed at the sack of cash on the table and the floor. They had never seen so much money in their lives.
Their hands clasped together involuntarily, conveying their excitement to each other.
Huang Ling took the water glass with a smile. "Thank you."
She took a sip of hot water, and her body immediately felt much warmer.
They sat in their chairs, and seeing that Director An was about to speak, everyone subconsciously sat up straight and focused their attention on him.
"This year is a year of transformation for our Xinsheng Home Appliance Factory."
Factory Director An cleared his throat, his voice filled with undisguised pride.
"The sales of the factory's products, such as refrigerators, electric kettles, water heaters, and water dispensers, have tripled compared to last year. This year's turnover reached 25.78 million yuan, breaking the eight-figure mark. This was unimaginable before. This is inseparable from the full support of Engineer Lin from the technical department, as well as the drawings and ideas provided by Teacher Zhuang."
Upon hearing this number, the previously quiet room instantly erupted in cheers, with everyone whispering among themselves and their faces beaming with excitement.
Zhao Chunzhu blushed with excitement and couldn't help but chime in. "Old An, hurry up and tell us, what's the net profit? Can't you see how impatient everyone is? Stop keeping us in suspense."
Factory Director An held the financial statements in his hand, his gaze sweeping over everyone present. "Profits have exceeded 5.36 million yuan, but don't get too excited yet."
He paused. "This year, the higher-ups approved twenty acres of land for the factory to expand production, build factory buildings, and buy production lines. There's not much money left to spend this year; we still have to invest the rest."
Wang Dagang, a shareholder in the factory, nodded. "Expanding production is the right thing to do. Anyway, we're handing the factory over to you to manage. As long as we make money, we don't care about anything else."