Chapter 815 Cheap Shock Wave (Second update, please subscribe)
April 11, 1954.
This day seems very boring, so boring that someone will list this day specifically for decades. According to the analysis and calculation by William Constur, a scientist at the University of Cambridge in the UK in 2011, it was concluded that this day is 20 The most boring day in the world. No international events occurred on this day.
On this day, Belgium held a general election, a Turkish scholar was born, and a British football player died. Other than that, nothing happens.
If there is one, it is that the rebellions in Aceh, Lampung and other areas on the island of Sumatra are intensifying, and there are even signs of being out of control. But in fact, in terms of influence, it is far less than the war in North Vietnam.
All in all, it was an extremely boring day without anything of note happening, at least according to historical accounts.
In the early morning, as usual, Song Chengping walked into the Garment Technology Research Institute, an institution specializing in clothing technology research. Its funding comes from donations from the Nanyang Garment Association and various clothing companies.
After entering the institute, he, like others, continued his past research - from clothing fabrics, to fabric printing and dyeing, to production processes. In the past few years, the research conducted here, To ensure the quality of Nanyang clothing, in addition to cooperating with various parties to develop high-end fabrics and new clothing technology, a somewhat special research is also conducted here - how to reduce costs to the greatest extent.
Just as Song Chengping entered the office, before he could start working, someone over there excitedly ran over with a telegram.
"Taiping, Taiping...succeeded, succeeded!"
Xu Qijun shouted while running.
“62 cents, 62 cents, we fucked him to 62 cents!”
Xu Qijun shouted so loudly that many people ran out of the office , Song Chengping snatched the telegram, looked at the content on the telegram, and said in surprise.
"Long live, we succeeded! Hurry, hurry, go to Kuala Lumpur immediately!"
Without any hesitation, Song Chengping picked up the briefcase beside him and walked out the door. shouted to colleagues in the office.
"Say hello to Director Feng for me. Qi Jun and I will go to Kuala Lumpur and tell Director Feng - one dollar! We have "one dollar"."
What is "one dollar"? "
Most people were confused, but when Director Feng of the research institute learned the news, he was stunned for almost half an hour before he said.
“It turns out that one dollar can really do it!”
While the director was sighing with emotion, Song Chengping and Xu Qijun had already boarded the plane and started making calculations there.
"The ex-factory price is 62 cents, the shipping fee per piece is 0.1 cents, the tariff in the United States is 15%, which is 9.3 cents, and the arrival price at the port is 71.4 cents. Including various taxes, the maximum is 80 cents, and then the seller's profit..."
On the plane, Song Chengping had been calculating the cost of the shirt, and finally, he came to a conclusion.
"If you calculate it this way, the seller's profit is no less than the current shirt. But the total price is almost half lower!"
"A dollar a piece of shirt,"< br>
Xu Qijun said.
"At that time, Americans will definitely buy it by the dozen!"
"Well..."
Nodding, Song Chengping's expression became a little solemn, for outsiders " "One dollar shirt" is just a shirt, but for them, it is three years of hard work. It took them three years to reduce the cost of the shirt by 70%!
Three years ago, such a low price was simply unimaginable, but now, they have really achieved it.
“At first, I thought that our ex-factory price should be around 68 cents. After all, in terms of technology, we have improved everything we can use, but the overall cost space is there, but Zhu The factory director lowered it to 62 cents, and there is still room for further cost reduction..."
Xu Qijun lowered his voice and said.
"The working hours of their factory are now only 12 hours. Director Zhu called last time and said that he planned to extend the working hours to 2 hours. In this way, we are absolutely sure to compress it to 60 US dollars. Within 10%..." It has to be said that for manufacturing companies, the most effective way to reduce production costs is to reduce labor costs as much as possible.
“First, there is no pension insurance, second, there is no medical insurance, and third, there is no work-related injury insurance,”
In the office, Zhu Renzhe came to the institute Two experts introduced his experience.
"Finally, even overtime pay, there is no overtime pay in Malaya,"
At the end, Zhu Renzhe said with emotion.
“When I first invested in Malaya, I was still a little worried. Now it seems that these worries are unnecessary. Not only is it unnecessary, but the profits are also very considerable. You don’t know, here The workers are very cheap..."
Pointing to the factory outside the window, Zhu Renzhe personally poured tea for Song Chengping and Xu Qijun before saying.
“To be honest, if it weren’t for the low labor cost, it would be impossible to reduce the price of something from 1.4 US dollars to 60 cents. Our products not only include personnel wages, There are also overtime pay, and various insurances, such as pensions, medical insurance, work-related injuries, and even provident funds and unemployment. These things are indeed protections for us Nanyang people, but these protections all require money. Added to the cost! ”
Zhu Renzhe said after taking a puff of cigarette.
“But in Malaysia, none of this is needed. We just need to make full use of the labor here as much as possible. Let’s put it this way, even if it is the same salary, the cost here will be much lower. In Nanyang, a worker can only work 55 hours a week, with a maximum of 11 hours a day, and three hours are considered overtime. But in Malaya, workers work seven days a week, at least 12 hours a day, which is 74 hours a week. If you work for 14 hours, that’s 98 hours. The working hours of a Malayan worker is almost equivalent to that of two Nanyang workers!”
Take a puff of cigarette, Zhu Renzhe said.
“So, 62 cents is just the beginning. If we make corresponding process adjustments, I am confident that it will be adjusted to...well...it is not impossible to drop it by 5 to 10 cents. Ah!”
Director Zhu’s answer silenced Song Chengping and Xu Qijun. Although they knew that workers in Malaya’s factories were being “utilized” to the extreme, they didn’t expect that they could be exploited. This point.
"Is this, is this too much..."
Song Chengping looked at the other party and asked.
“Yes?”
Zhu Renzhe said.
“How could it be? We come here just to take advantage of the cheap labor here. Besides, the workers here are all local indigenous people. The managers still have various insurances and benefits, and of course overtime pay. ”
Zhu Renzhe said after specifically emphasizing the special treatment for managers.
“After all, we are all compatriots, so we must treat them differently. Even the foreman, who is just a compatriot, will be treated differently. This is a matter of principle. You can’t cheat anyone but a compatriot.”< br>
Nanyang has always been upright, and has always treated its compatriots differently,
"That's right!"
Song Chengping nodded and said.
"The last thing is the "One Dollar Shirt." Three years ago, when you mentioned this idea, everyone would think it was a delusion, but now..."
Looking at the shirts on the table, Song Chengping said .
“Okay now, we finally achieved this goal!”
“That’s right, that’s right,”
The blouse on the table looks so uncomfortable. At first glance, they don’t know what kind of impact this “one dollar shirt” will have on the world, but what is certain is that when it floods into the American market, it is bound to be like what Americans saw in the market a month ago. Like the hydrogen bomb tested on Bikini Atoll, it brought an unprecedented impact to the world...
(End of this chapter)