Aoxing Clothing's United Moment
In the workshop at six o'clock in the evening, the hum of sewing machines still lingered in the air. The piles of finished clothes beside the quality inspection desk had already reached half a person's height. Team leader Sister Wang, who was in charge of this urgent order, had sweat beads on her forehead. While checking the shipping list, she shouted anxiously into the walkie-talkie: "We're still short of three hands for the final packaging! This batch of goods must be loaded onto the logistics truck tomorrow morning!"
As soon as the words fell, familiar footsteps suddenly came from the workshop door. Xiao Li, a salesperson who had just finished a client visit, led three colleagues over. They still clutched the sample catalogs in their hands that they hadn't had time to put down, and walked straight to the packaging area. "Sister Wang, we're here to help!" Xiao Li took off his suit jacket and draped it over the shelf, picked up the packaging tape, and started learning to fold gift boxes. The salesmen, who were usually dressed in suits and ties, rolled up their sleeves at this moment. Some squatted on the ground to help sort sizes, some learned to stick anti-counterfeit labels from old employees, and even the quietest intern Xiao Lin was carefully putting clothes into dust bags.
Workshop director Brother Zhang brought over several cups of iced sour plum soup. Looking at these "cross - border players", he couldn't help but laugh: "You guys who run the market are quick to learn needlework!" Xiao Chen, a salesperson who was hanging tags on jeans, raised his hands full of thread ends and smiled: "The clients are in a hurry. Our frontline and backline are of one mind!" The original plan to work all night was completed three hours ahead of schedule amid the shouts of "This size is complete" and "Bring another box of gift boxes if we run out".
When the last box of finished clothes was transported to the truck by the forklift, the sunset glow on the horizon just dyed the workshop windows red. The salesmen patted each other's dust - covered shoulders. The hot towels handed over by Sister Wang wiped away the sweat stains on their faces, and everyone had a tired but satisfied smile. Such moments have long been the norm at Aoxing Clothing. There is no instruction or mobilization needed. Whenever the "urgent" signal light comes on the production line, figures from the office will always appear in the workshop on time. With the tacit understanding across positions, they turn "clients' expectations" into "surprises delivered in advance".
