When the number was announced, Fang Rumei's eyes widened, her entire being struck as if by lightning. Her pupils remained fixed, her expression vacant.
This state persisted for three to four seconds before she slumped back into the chair, like a fish returned to water, gasping for air. A flush spread across her pale face, a symptom of surging blood.
Within Qin Chuan's dark eyes, a flicker of elation also emerged.
Although he had roughly estimated the total sales to exceed one hundred million, hearing the final figure from the finance department still brought him considerable surprise.
The result was over ten million more than anticipated, a truly outstanding achievement.
Such an exceptional performance was unheard of, even in his previous life.
A sales figure of one hundred and fourteen million five hundred and sixty thousand in a single week was impressive even in the distant future of over twenty years, let alone in the present.
"Good! Good, good, very good!!"
"Everyone has worked hard!"
Qin Chuan laughed, uttering several words of praise. Fang Rumei, still in a state of extreme excitement, slowly regained her senses.
Her face retained its flushed glow as she quickly urged, "Quick, tell me the detailed results... Never mind, I'll look myself. Bring the table!"
The head of the finance department promptly handed over the detailed ledger.
Qin Chuan leaned in to view it. It clearly listed the total shipments and financial inflows for the week.
For example, it detailed the number of 128MB products, 256MB products, and 512MB products sold, along with their respective revenues.
Each day's sales figure was a long string of numbers, the kind many companies dreamed of achieving in a full year, yet they had managed it in a single day.
However, as they reached the end, Qin Chuan and Fang Rumei both frowned and exchanged glances.
"Isn't the amount owed by these distributors a bit too high?"
The ledger clearly showed that distributors owed over thirty million. Some owed as little as two million, while others owed as much as four to five million.
"Boss, we've calculated it precisely. This is normal credit, as the contract stipulates that distributors can defer thirty percent of the payment."
"This money will be settled during the next sales cycle or in the next quarter."
The head of the finance department quickly explained.
Qin Chuan and Fang Rumei realized they had overlooked this. The contract indeed had such a clause: cooperating distributors only needed to pay seventy percent upfront, with the remaining thirty percent to be settled in the following quarter or during the next sales period.
They had been so focused on the final total that the figure of over thirty million initially startled them, but upon closer examination, everything was in order.
"So, our company account currently has over eighty million in revenue?"
Fang Rumei asked.
"Yes, President Fang, that is correct!"
The finance department head's voice trembled as she replied.
Such a large inflow of funds was unprecedented in her twenty years of experience.
"Notify everyone. In three days, our Xiaomi factory will hold a celebration. All distributors, industry peers, and our supervisors and above are to attend."
"As for the regular employees, we will distribute some benefits. You need to provide a specific plan for what those benefits will be."
Qin Chuan instructed. It wasn't that he didn't want to host all employees, but the Xiaomi factory had a substantial workforce of seven to eight hundred people.
"Yes, I will ensure all your instructions are conveyed!"
"Also, settle the accounts with our industry peers promptly, without delay."
Qin Chuan issued instructions one by one, and the three department heads quickly took notes.
Having been in the factory for many days, these senior management members understood clearly that while the factory had two major bosses, the true driving force was Qin Chuan.
President Fang Rumei often sought his opinion.
"Right, I suddenly remembered a decision. Inform the media that we will hold a press conference this afternoon."
Qin Chuan added as an afterthought.
Fang Rumei looked surprised. "A press conference? What for?"
"I want to announce our performance for this period!"
Qin Chuan declared with conviction.
"What?!"
Fang Rumei and the three department heads' expressions changed. They couldn't understand why Qin Chuan wanted to do this. Many companies now preferred to make money quietly; wasn't such high-profile publicity asking for trouble?
A weekly sales figure of one hundred and fourteen million five hundred and sixty thousand. If this got out, wouldn't it incite envy and lead to various complications?
"Don't you think our performance is excellent advertising?"
"Once announced, it's equivalent to another indirect promotion for our Xiaomi factory's name, without costing us anything. It will bring the name 'Xiaomi Factory' to the attention of important figures."
Qin Chuan explained with a smile.
"This... the logic is sound, but I'm worried such overtness might cause some unnecessary trouble..."
Fang Rumei said with concern. She hadn't fully adapted to their sudden wealth.
It was like an ordinary person winning a lottery of five million yuan. Most people would keep it secret, fearing financial harm or pleas for loans.
However, Qin Chuan and Fang Rumei had different perspectives.
Having lived two lives, his vision and approach to matters far surpassed those of his peers.
While the sales performance of one hundred and fourteen million five hundred and sixty thousand was astonishing, considering the future achievements of exceeding ten billion or even a hundred billion, this figure was merely a starting point, far from the end.
Since its launch, Xiaomi Factory had been a hot topic in the media, with many having already obtained some real sales data through various channels.
Now that the first sales period had ended, even if Xiaomi Factory wanted to maintain a low profile, it would be impossible. Reporters would likely be waiting at the entrance, persistently seeking interviews.
Qin Chuan patiently explained these combined factors to everyone. Fang Rumei and the three department heads nodded frequently, seeming to agree with his reasoning.
It appeared that Xiaomi Factory could no longer remain unremarkable, even if it wanted to.
*Clang, clang, clang!!*
Just then, a knock sounded, and a staff member entered, panting, "Mr. Qin, President Fang, there are many reporters gathered outside our factory. They want to see you!"
At these words, everyone in the room instinctively looked at Qin Chuan, their expressions a mix of admiration, awe, and surprise.
Qin Chuan had just predicted that reporters would be hounding them for interviews, and moments later, they had arrived – he was prescient.
Seeing this, Qin Chuan stood up with a smile. "Since even the outside world doesn't want us to be low-key, then our Xiaomi Factory won't pretend anymore. We're going all out!"
"We are a miracle. Let the world envy us!!"
"President Fang, come with me to meet the reporters."
Fang Rumei, her face alight with excitement, quickly followed.
The next morning!
The citizens of Longcheng City, like many days before, continued their daily routines, striving for survival.
However, this peace was soon shattered!
Newspapers on desks and television screens were all broadcasting the name of one company: Xiaomi Factory!
The newspaper headlines screamed in bold red characters: Miracle, Xiaomi Factory Achieves One Hundred and Fourteen Million Five Hundred and Sixty Thousand in Weekly Sales!!!
Another headline read: Our City's Pride: Xiaomi Factory!
Emerging Powerhouse Enterprise – Xiaomi Factory!
A Weekly Sales Figure of One Hundred and Fourteen Million Five Hundred and Sixty Thousand, a Legend of Our City!
...
Various eye-catching, sensationalized titles, each more captivating than the last.
Concurrently, the evening news was broadcasting footage of the interview with the two prominent figures behind Xiaomi Factory from the previous day.
Watching the two young individuals, both in their early twenties, many entrepreneurs, company executives, and even government leaders were stunned into silence.