Chapter 389 This little bit isn't enough to sell!

Registration and checking of introduction letters are necessary procedures for entering the family compound. Especially since people like Hu Zhiwei had previously slipped in, the guards at the gate are now checking even more strictly.

After going through the process, it was confirmed that Sister Song and the others were indeed employees of Lancheng Department Store, and they were allowed to pass.

Cen Yan ushered them inside and asked the family members who had come with her to help start a fire so they could warm themselves and ward off the cold. She then went into the kitchen and poured two cups of hot rose tea.

"Sister Song, it's not easy for you to come all this way. Have some water first, and then we'll go check the goods."

"Okay!" Actually, Sister Song didn't know how to bring up the quality inspection. If she talked too much, it would seem like she didn't trust Cen Yan. But it was all part of the procedure, and she had to do it flawlessly in front of her subordinates.

Cen Yan understood all of this. After watching Sister Song and the two girls drink hot water and warm themselves by the fire, she finally got down to business.

She took Sister Song to a warehouse that had been specially prepared to store lipsticks, Seven White Cream, and Aloe Vera Cream. Without waiting for a word, Sister Song arranged for the two girls to check the quality of each lipstick.

She personally inspected the Seven White Cream and Aloe Vera Cream.

The two girls exclaimed excitedly, "Director Song, this batch of lipsticks is of much better quality than the one we consigned before. It will definitely be snapped up as soon as it's put out to the public."

The main reason is that Cen Yan sent over handmade lip balms for consignment that didn't require coupons and were cheap, so everyone was happy to buy them. How could Sister Song not be worried?

Especially as the year draws to a close, people of all ages, whether rich or poor, want to treat themselves well and dress up nicely.

Blue City has 3.4 million people, half of whom are women. Two thousand lipsticks and this small amount of Seven White Cream and Aloe Vera Cream might not be enough to meet demand.

"Sister Song, this batch of Langhua brand lipsticks is different from the previous batch. I've made some improvements to the formula, and the moisturizing effect is better. The quality is definitely not a problem."

"Actually, you don't need to do routine checks. When customers buy, just let them check on the spot to make sure everything is correct. If it affects the sale, you can just return it, and we will handle the after-sales service."

"After-sales service?"

"It refers to the follow-up services provided to customers after the transaction is completed," Cen Yan said.

The two girls, quick-witted as ever, said, "Director Song, I think Comrade Cen's idea is excellent. It would be such a waste of time for us to check all these things one by one."

Sister Song chuckled, "You young people are so quick-witted. Okay, then I won't check it. If there are any problems later, I'll put it away and explain to you in detail. You're all military families, you certainly wouldn't make those counterfeit products to sell to ordinary people."

"Xiao Cen, I have a favor to ask. I'd like to ask if you could make a little more lipstick and Seven White Cream? We don't have enough to sell."

"How could it not be enough? Sister Song, two thousand is the quantity ordered by the building..."

"Hey! To be honest, after you left, people have been coming to the department store to pre-order Seven White Cream and lipsticks for several days now. In the past two weeks, we've already sold over 900 jars of Seven White Cream and over 1,300 lipsticks. The goods we took from you now will probably be sold out as soon as they arrive, so..."

The woman who had been watching and joining in the fun immediately stood up and said that the lip balms they made in each household totaled more than two thousand.

With a single glance from Cen Yan, she stood back, her face full of embarrassment.

"Sister Song, you're putting me in a difficult position. The department store has pre-orders, and other supply and marketing cooperatives and sales outlets also get their goods from me. The production capacity of the family compound is limited, and we can't just focus on the department store and offend our colleagues in other units."