Hearing this, Lao Li suddenly became energetic and loudly shouted through the car window: "You melon kid, didn't you watch TV? Jay Chou was the spokesperson! "Happy Camp" last night!
My daughter gave me a video in the middle of the night I called and was so excited that I had to buy one for her when I went back to buy it. My classmates were talking about it now and they couldn’t even get it. "
He patted the steering wheel! , "Didn't I take the order because I thought this trip would be a good way to earn a living and I could get some hot goods for my daughter? Who knew I would have to wait so long!" ? Oh, the one who sings? No wonder...my son also likes him. This star effect is really amazing."
similar conversations were going on between them.
The air was filled with the mixed smell of tobacco, sweat, and morning dew, as well as a restlessness full of anxiety and anticipation.
Some familiar drivers even got out of their cars and gathered on the roadside, eating pickles and steamed buns, exchanging the rumors they had heard about Xingchen A1 and what they had seen along the way.
The factory security guards, wearing uniforms, patrolled back and forth to maintain order, with a tired but proud look on their faces.
Different from the relatively restrained hustle and bustle outside the factory gate, inside the factory area, it is a scene that is running at full speed and in full swing.
Old factory area, four production lines.
The roar of machines is deafening, as if it is the eternal background sound of this industrial kingdom.
The assembly line is like a steel python, flowing forward at a constant and rapid speed.
Workers wearing uniform light blue anti-static work clothes are like parts on precision instruments, repeating efficient and accurate movements at their workstations.
A Bin, the line leader of Line 1, whose throat was hoarse from shouting, was shouting at the material clerk: "Workstation No. 3! Main board! Hurry! The inventory is at the bottom! Send it to the warehouse immediately! Run over!"
Hearing this, a young material clerk turned around and ran towards the warehouse like a frightened rabbit.
In the middle of the production line, Lao Wang, who is at the quality inspection station, is carefully inspecting the mobile phone screens one by one, wearing a magnifying glass and goggles.
His movements must be fast and accurate, and no tiny scratches or bad spots can escape his eyes.
"There is something wrong with the edge grinding of this batch of screens, and the yield rate has dropped by 2% compared to yesterday!"
He shouted to the quality inspection recorder beside him, who quickly marked on the form.
In the packaging area, workers quickly packed the tested A1 mobile phones, chargers, data cables, headphones and thick instructions in Chinese and English into simple and exquisitely designed packaging boxes.
· Looking at the constantly updated production schedule in his hand, the packaging team leader frowned and encouraged the team members: "Brothers and sisters, work harder! This line must complete the packaging task of 18,000 units today! The administrative department has said that we will add chicken legs for everyone tonight!"
· New factory area, eight new production lines.
The environment here is more modern than the old factory area, and the equipment is also newer, but it is still under tremendous pressure at the moment.
The newly installed automated robotic arm swings tirelessly to accurately place components on the PCB board.
But many delicate links still require manual operations by skilled workers.
Sanshu is taking a few old masters to shuttle between the three production lines.
He was wearing work clothes that were stained with oil, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible, but he was still full of momentum.
"Here! Here is another temporary inspection station!"
He pointed to a slightly spacious area in the middle of the production line and shouted to Xiao Liu, the equipment engineer, "This new batch of workers are still slow and not proficient enough! The final inspection alone is too stressful, so we must add an extra checkpoint in the middle to block the problem at the front!" br/>
"Also, according to the monitoring data, the speed of the conveyor belt on Line 1 can be increased by another three to five percent!"
The third uncle looked up at the electronic screen displaying various data above, "But we have to agree with the quality inspection post that the speed will increase and the inspection standards cannot be relaxed! Whoever has a problem, I will look for!"
"The night shift workers must ensure the quality and quantity of their midnight snacks!"
The third uncle turned to his assistant, a young man who had just graduated, and ordered, "Tell the cafeteria again, don't treat everyone badly. There should be more meat, enough oil and water, and add a carton of milk and an apple for each person. With such high-intensity work, nutrition must keep up!"
The assistant nodded repeatedly and wrote down quickly in a small book.
The third uncle wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and looked at the busy scene in front of him, feeling both proud and anxious in his heart.
· Proud that, under his participation and management, Xingchen Technology has reached unprecedented heights;
· What is anxious is that this order volume is like an out-of-control wild horse, which is a limit test for production management and supply chain.
He knows very well that every minute of stagnation now may mean delayed delivery of thousands of orders, loss of market opportunities and dissatisfaction of agents.
Different from the physical busyness of the production workshop, the area where the sales department in the administrative building is located is the center of a storm of information and pressure.
It is not yet eight o'clock in the morning, and the office area of the sales department is already like a war.
The phone rings one after another, almost never stopping.
Dozens of sales representatives were sitting at their workstations, with phones clamped around their necks, their hands typing rapidly on the keyboard, and several chat windows open in front of them at the same time.
Sales Director Sister Li, a professional woman in her thirties who is usually very well-groomed, has messy hair and a completely hoarse voice. She has three phones in front of her, two of which always ring quickly as soon as she hangs up.
"Mr. Wang! Mr. Wang! Listen to my explanation... It's not that I won't deliver the goods, it's that the orders are really scheduled for three months now! The production line is already spinning..."
"Sister Li! Sister Li! You are our old customer. You have supported us since the Xingchen S1 era, I understand! I will try my best to coordinate with you, but... I can only squeeze out 500 units from other areas for you at most, and really can't do more!"
"Mr. Zhang! It's useless for you to come to Dongguan in person! I'm in the warehouse now, and there's really no inventory in the warehouse! The goods that just came off the production line were taken away by the truck waiting at the door without even warming the packaging boxes! Yes! There is zero inventory!"
She almost relied on her strong willpower to support herself, and she would take a sip of fat sea foam water to moisten her throat every ten minutes.
She had to temporarily transfer more than a dozen people from the marketing department, administration department and even the finance department to support answering calls and processing order information.