Summoned by the supreme VIP, Brother Xiaozhang hurriedly wrote a notice and stuck it on the rolling door. He left the key at the usual place for the employee he hired before, then turned around and drove the Wuling mini truck, bringing the whole family over.

He didn’t bring his wife; she was watching the kids.

While driving, he said in the car:

"Dad, Mom, originally I asked you to get up early and head over to Yunqiao Village, maybe we could seize some tasty food."

"But today there are over 50,000 orders, I guess we won’t make it. Here’s some steamed dumplings, buns, soy milk, and other breakfast stuff I asked the breakfast shop to deliver to the door; you can have a bit as you go."

In the trunk of his car were all the store’s order printers, boxes of tape, packaging materials, and so on.

Thinking about the inventory packaging at Song Tan’s factory last time, I wonder if these small boxes are enough?

Thinking about it, his mind was still unsettled, so he quickly found a gap and called the packaging factory:

"Hello, do you have inventory of those little paper boxes for sprays you supplied last time? Send them to Yunqiao Village—order three thousand for now! Wait until I arrive to tell you how many more we need... Not enough?!"

Oh no!

Brother Xiaozhang was furious, thinking how come these business people couldn’t foresee things a bit earlier, seriously!

Fortunately, he had a complete contact list and there were quite a few packaging factories in the city, so he went ahead and made another call—

With all this hustle, the parents in the car originally wanted to say something too, but now couldn’t be bothered.

With the car ride being quite dizzying, they decided to eat first before anything else.

From making calls to getting things ready, and now with the people arriving, it was almost six o’clock.

"Sis!" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

The mini truck buzzed straight into the factory, Brother Xiaozhang was sweating buckets:

"Where’s the goods?"

Song Tan pointed to the cold storage: "Over there chilling! Come on, let’s start packaging."

Alright!

The packaging wasn’t ready-made; the paper boxes still needed folding with tape, and the order sheets needed to start printing.

Plug in, connect, start, and with the buzzing and whirring, the printer was going to work intensely again today.

Brother Xiaozhang glanced around, thankful for his experience; Lao Song’s family had two machines and he brought two more, which should be enough.

And about the inventory of paper boxes:

"How many do we have in the factory?"

The paper boxes were just right for packing two bottles of sauce vertically, and after a check in the warehouse, there were over 8,000 sets, just arranged by Song Tan.

Brother Xiaozhang sighed in relief: "Good thing we ordered in advance, otherwise there wouldn’t be enough right now..."

He went on to contact individual distributors, seeing if they had any stock, it should be enough.

Then seeing Brother Xiaozhang’s parents and in-laws busily working already, Song Tan said:

"You brought workers, I’ll cover their wages: 150 per person per day."

Brother Xiaozhang shook his head: "Sis, you’re embarrassing me!"

Yes, to be fair, couriers only handle courier services. They offer the lowest rate, and dealing with all this packing isn’t really their job.

But it depends on who’s asking!

This is his supreme VIP!

In the end, Brother Xiaozhang resolutely refused the payment, even if he gave his parents each a 500 yuan bonus when he got back, but today he couldn’t take the 600.

Song Tan paused and didn’t push: "Alright, thank you for your hard work."

While tearing tape and working, everyone chatted.

Brother Xiaozhang, being chatty, was also talking to Song Tan:

"Our small town hasn’t developed yet; I went for training recently and heard that this shipping model is now handed over to what they call cloud warehouses elsewhere."

Goods are taken there collectively, integrated with the system, and packaged and shipped in one go.

This way it’s not necessary to rent warehouses anymore, hire customer service, and speak packagers; essentially one can do business with just a mobile phone at home.

Song Tan sighed: "Even if there were cloud warehouses locally, I couldn’t use them."

"Look, all here is fresh produce, it needs to be packed immediately once pulled from the cold storage."

Otherwise, an hour’s trip from here to the urban area, the fruits wouldn’t stay cold—inside a stuffy truck, they’d be all limp upon arrival.

Pull it out while cold and take it over, it’ll instantaneously warm up again!

Besides, in this rural landscape here, what’s truly abundantly available are warehouses.

Brother Xiaozhang chuckled:

"What I mean is, if there were cloud warehouses, I’d contact them and establish good relations. When we have urgent packing tasks, I’d inform their boss and have their temporary workers handle it, wouldn’t that be efficient!"

They’re professionals, packing at lightning speed.

Unlike his parents, who haven’t practiced that level of proficiency while helping at home, and now still stumble a bit.

How could he rightfully accept their wages?

This somewhat surprised Song Tan.

She looked at Brother Xiaozhang: "You seem to have improved so much."

When they first met, he was just an ordinary Brother Xiaozhang, tangled over 5 kilos of winter bamboo shoots for half a morning, only knowing how to receive, send, and deliver couriers.

Brother Xiaozhang was instantly proud!

But then, he also sighed inwardly.

For his growth, he fully credits this supreme customer.

Honestly, since Yunqiao Village is a mountain village, it takes 20 minutes by car to the town.

But if he went to another town, it would only take half an hour.

The other town has developed much better than their Qingxi Town, even their courier spots are more vibrant than here.

Since he received the first big order, he’s been racking his brain every day figuring out ways to win benefits for Lao Song’s family, scared of making a mistake and them quietly shifting elsewhere.

Once familiar, it seemed Lao Song’s family showed no intent of changing locations.

Though they haven’t moved, he still feels insecure inside, worried that maybe his client didn’t want to be rude...

Worrying leads to pondering, worrying leads to learning.

He has eagerly participated in any corporate training, big or small, attending every single session.

In their industry, practical skills are essential, so the training is indeed beneficial.

After attending numerous sessions and chatting with people often, he now has plenty of ideas and perspectives.

Oh bless!

Brother Xiaozhang plastered a label onto the box and couldn’t help but laugh:

"Sis, packing your goods is pleasant, labels can be stuck anywhere."

At other places, customer A wants one, customer B wants three, you must match the quantity to the order.

But at Lao Song’s family, basically every order is only one item, stick it anywhere, it’s the same.

The only time it was a bit troublesome were those blind boxes recently.

But even those only sold three hundred orders in a morning; by the time he came to pick up the goods, they had already labeled them at home, sparing him the worry.

Meanwhile, his mom, listening to the conversation, curiously asked:

"Isn’t the profit split in half when selling a corn at 9.9, including packing, shipping, and courier fees?"

Brother Xiaozhang immediately tensed: "Mom, why are you pondering this? Focus on the work, this can’t be talked about."

Whether or not people make a profit, even if everyone knows it, it shouldn’t come from their mouths.

Xiao Zhang’s mother felt a tad remorseful and muttered: "I was just asking casually..."

She was chatting too casually.

While mumbling, she saw Boss Chang coming in, wiping sweat off his brow:

"Oh dear! So much corn, what’s the point of selling them and not selling them to me? I’d dedicate a cold storage for them, sell them for 20 apiece!"

Song Tan was momentarily taken aback, abruptly recalling she had unilaterally decided to give the remaining corn to Boss Chang, but—

She hadn’t informed him yet.