Chapter 37: It

He hung up the phone.

Tang Song sat on the sofa and waited for about four or five minutes before his phone rang.

He answered the call.

"Hello, sorry Mr. Tang, kept you waiting! Under normal circumstances, according to the production schedule and your options, it takes about 60 days." The female customer service representative paused and continued: "However, our General Manager Zhao applied to the headquarters, and we can transfer a stock car from another city for you. The color scheme and option package are consistent with your order, and you can come to pick it up and get it licensed next Monday."

She emphasized the words "General Manager Zhao," seemingly wanting to express something.

"Okay, thank you very much."

"It’s what we should do! Is your WeChat this mobile number? I’ll add your WeChat, and I’ll send you the pickup matters later. You can also contact me at any time if you have any questions."

"Yes."

"Alright, then I won't disturb you anymore, goodbye!"

Hanging up the phone, Tang Song couldn't help but snap his fingers.

Today is Thursday, which means he can get the car in 3 days. This speed far exceeded his expectations.

Checking the time, Tang Song packed his things and walked downstairs quickly.

The 3 days of annual leave he requested were used up, so he had to go to the company to work today, and by the way, perfect his business plan.

Driving in the traffic, looking at the cars passing by.

Tang Song couldn't help but compare them with the BMW 330i he was about to get.

He felt none of them were as handsome as his "Little 3"!

He looked at the Wuling Hongguang steering wheel he was holding.

Suddenly, he felt inexplicably guilty, feeling that his current thinking was very dangerous, a bit like a scumbag.

Clearly, a few days ago, after getting his first car in life, he had treasured it so much.

Now that he had a 400,000-yuan BMW, he immediately started to love the new and loathe the old, being fickle.

Linjin Building, underground parking lot.

Tang Song parked the car, and just as he got out, he saw a pink Audi A5 slowly driving over and parking in a fixed spot near the elevator entrance.

The employees of Jinxiu Trading were no strangers to this car.

It was the company goddess, Tian Jing from the Human Resources Department. The ice-berry pink A5 Coupe, a two-door four-seater sports car, was very eye-catching, with a landing price of over 400,000 yuan.

"Click," the door was pushed open gently.

Tian Jing, carrying a bag and wearing a meatball bun hairstyle, walked out. Her cold white skin was exceptionally eye-catching in the basement.

She wore a knitted short-sleeve with a small bear print on her upper body, a pleated striped skirt on her lower body, and a pair of BAPE casual shoes on her feet.

It was an outfit for a vibrant young girl.

She seemed to have seen the colleague walking toward her, so she stopped her steps.

Holding her bag in her right hand and waving her left hand, she said sweetly, "Morning."

"Morning." Tang Song smiled, followed Tian Jing into the elevator, and then tacitly kept silent.

The two weren't actually very familiar; they only had a few exchanges during afternoon tea every Friday.

Tang Song’s biggest impression of her was that her skin was white and her appearance was sweet.

"Ding—" The elevator door opened slowly.

The two followed the sparse crowd inside.

Because it was the start of work, after the elevator passed the 1st floor, it was instantly packed full.

At some point, a delicate meatball bun appeared in front of Tang Song.

Looking down, he saw exquisite earlobes and a fair, slender neck.

A faint perfume scent hit his face; it was a very high-end scent, with a fresh woody aroma.

Tang Song took a deep breath involuntarily, feeling a bit intoxicated.

The elevator stopped and went, finally stopping at the 20th floor.

The two walked out of the elevator quickly and headed toward the office area.

"Supervisor Tian, good morning, you look beautiful today too."

"Yuanyuan-jie, stop teasing me, just call me Xiaojing."

"Morning, Supervisor Tian!"

"Morning."

Along the way, every colleague they met greeted Tian Jing enthusiastically and actively.

Hearing the title "Supervisor," Tang Song remembered belatedly.

He had indeed received a notification in the corporate email and DingTalk before.

The Human Resources Department had undergone an organizational adjustment, and Tian Jing was officially promoted to the position of Compensation Supervisor.

The distribution of employee compensation, performance appraisal, and the maintenance of the compensation system were all within her purview.

Being able to serve as a middle-level manager at Jinxiu Trading at this age, it was clear that she also had a background.

Sitting at his desk, chatting with colleagues about the driving experience of the Wuling Hongguang for a while.

Tang Song opened his computer and began to seriously organize his thoughts on starting a business.

"Specifically, our company cooperates with brand owners and manufacturers, and after obtaining authorization, acts as an agent to sell their products. After more than ten years of accumulation, we have deeply cultivated the offline field, with more than 500 distributors, covering the entire North China region..."

Tang Song nodded thoughtfully, closed his laptop, and said, "I understand, Brother Zhang, then I’ll go back first."

Brother Zhang smiled and patted his shoulder. "Alright, if you have any questions, you are welcome to come to me at any time."

"Alright, thank you."

Leaving the small conference room and returning to his desk.

Tang Song looked at the Word document he had organized, feeling a bit overwhelmed, not knowing how to start.

All day today, under the guise of doing requirement analysis for the business system, he had in-depth communication and exchanges with several colleagues from the Marketing Department, Sales Department, and Channel Department.

The main things he learned were the current market situation, development trends, competitive landscape of the clothing industry, and the company’s business operation model.

The result was very pessimistic; he still thought too simply.

The current clothing industry is in deep water and hot fire, with extremely fierce competition online and offline. It is also a huge "red ocean," and countless companies go bankrupt every year.

Jinxiu Trading is engaged in the agency and distribution of brand clothing, doing channels and supply chains.

Such a model relies entirely on the company’s connections and social resources, which he simply cannot borrow.

If he wants to do e-commerce or physical store clothing sales, he still has to accumulate experience from 0 and grope slowly.

For him, who has a planned mission, it is really a waste of time.

Besides that, there is a better choice, which is to find industry insiders to start a business together.

This is a time-saving and labor-saving good plan.

He has 1 million yuan in funds, a ready-made office area, and high-quality supply chain channels.

If he adds an experienced veteran to operate it, the probability of success is extremely high.

In this case, the biggest problem is the choice of partner.

Unfortunately, he has no friends engaged in the clothing sales industry, and cooperating with people he doesn't understand rashly has great risks.

Ability, experience, and the like are easy to say; they can be verified, screened, and evaluated in many ways.

The problem Tang Song is most worried about is whether this partner’s values are consistent with his own entrepreneurial philosophy.

Otherwise, there will definitely be a lot of trouble waiting for him in the future.

Similar situations are common in various news reports.

After thinking for a long while, a name suddenly flashed in Tang Song’s mind.

Gao Mengting!

Although he had only met her once, this girl left a deep impression on him.

Serious and meticulous, calm and polite, emotional, and particularly beautiful.

She belongs to a very excellent talent.

And she has been engaged in the clothing sales industry for more than 3 years, has rich industry experience, and is fully qualified to be a partner.

Thinking of her tears on the day she sold the car, what she said, the text in her Moments, and his own Wuling Hongguang.

Tang Song took a deep breath. Very good! It’s you!

He took out his phone and clicked on Gao Mengting’s WeChat.

He left a message: "Boss Gao, is it convenient to send me the store address? I want to buy a few clothes this weekend." ===== CHAPTER 39 =====