Jiang Qiaoqiao lived a glorious life, only to be killed by her own mother and adopted daughter on her fortieth birthday. Her three brothers helped dismember and bury her remains.
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"Hello, comrade." Yang Qiaoqiao walked up to the lady who had just been visiting the store and politely extended her hand to shake hands with her.
"Hello, Ms. Yang, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Jenny, you can call me Jenny," the other person said, shaking her hand.
"Hello, Ms. Jenny."
Yang Qiaoqiao greeted Jenny and invited her to sit down in the nearby rest area.
"Ms. Yang, I am an overseas Chinese doing business in Country M. I have returned to China to attend the domestic foreign trade fair."
Unfortunately, I didn't see the product I wanted at the trade fair.
Jenny shrugged helplessly and continued, "My family's ancestral home is in Sichuan Province. I originally just wanted to come back to visit my hometown, and I happened to see your shop."
I love the clothes in your store, both the fabric and the design, especially the embroidery, which is truly stunning.
"If you're willing, I'd like to talk to you about collaboration to help your clothes go global."
Jenny looked into Yang Qiaoqiao's eyes and said.
It has to be said that her words were very tempting to Yang Qiaoqiao.
Yang Qiaoqiao wants to take the Yiren Clothing brand to the world. At least before those so-called luxury brands abroad set their sights on the country's traditional culture, she wants people all over the world to realize how amazing the traditional culture of the 5,000-year-old ancient country is through her brand.
However, after a deeper conversation with Jenny, she politely declined Jenny's offer to cooperate.
Jenny probably didn't expect her to refuse.
Slightly surprised, she didn't press the matter, and said with a smile, "Miss Yang, there's an old Chinese saying, 'Even if a deal falls through, goodwill remains.' It's okay if you don't want to cooperate; we can still be friends."
Yang Qiaoqiao reached out and shook hands with Jenny again.
After seeing Jenny off, Luo Yingzi was full of doubts. "Sister Qiaoqiao, didn't you always say that you wanted the whole world to be amazed by our embroidery?"
Foreign businesses have approached us about collaborating—what a great opportunity! Why should we turn it down?
Yang Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "She has no feelings for our country, nor does she want to help our country's traditional culture go global."
Luo Yingzi still didn't understand, "Sister Qiaoqiao, how did you figure that out?"
"She wanted to work with us, but the price she offered was very low. Not only that, she also demanded that all the clothes we made have her brand label on them."
If that's all there is to it, it's not a big deal, after all, businessmen are all profit-driven.
But she also demanded that we allow her designers to come into our studio and factory to supervise us. Supervision was just a pretense; she really wanted to send people to learn from us.
Once her people learn it, they'll kick us aside.
Luo Yingzi was shocked by Yang Qiaoqiao's analysis, and then she couldn't help but feel a little angry.
"I thought she was quite approachable when I was hosting her, unlike other people who come back from abroad who are aloof and arrogant."
I never imagined she was so cunning and malicious!
Yang Qiaoqiao waved her hand, "It's not exactly malicious, it's just business as a matter of principle. After all, she's no longer a Chinese citizen, so it's not wrong for her to act in her own best interests."
Although the business deal with Jenny didn't go through, she reminded Yang Qiaoqiao of something.
If she wants her brand to gain recognition more quickly and even go global, participating in trade fairs would be a good idea.
However, trade fairs are currently only held in coastal cities such as Guangzhou and Shanghai. Inland cities like Sichuan Province, where economic development lags significantly behind that of the eastern regions and transportation is inconvenient, do not host trade fairs.
The trade fair Jenny just mentioned is the one in Guangzhou. There will be another trade fair in Haicheng a month from now.
Yang Qiaoqiao acted immediately upon thinking about it, contacting the relevant departments and submitting an application to attend the Haicheng Trade Fair.
The trade fair is in a month, and it's a bit late for her to submit her application now. She doesn't know if she'll be selected.
However, Yang Jianguo's mind started to wander after she mentioned this matter.
"Qiaoqiao, do you think our Yang Benya could also attend that trade fair?"
Yang Jianguo asked Yang Qiaoqiao, "I remember you said before that the braised food we make can be preserved for a long time after being vacuum-sealed."
If we can extend the shelf life, can't we sell our braised food abroad and earn foreign exchange?
Yang Qiaoqiao thought for a moment and said, "Theoretically, that's true. But with the current level of technology, even if braised food is vacuum-sealed, it won't last more than three months."
If the goods are to be shipped overseas, the transportation time could take one or two months, leaving limited time for sales, which is too risky.
After listening, Yang Jianguo felt that Yang Qiaoqiao made sense, but he was still somewhat discouraged.
He finally thought he had come up with a great idea that could make his business bigger and stronger, but it turned out to be unrealistic.
Yang Qiaoqiao said, "Brother, although I don't think it's very realistic for our Yangben Duck to be sold overseas right now, we can participate in some trade fairs. After gaining brand recognition domestically, we can definitely produce it as a premium food and sell it all over the country."
Even if we don't turn it into a food product, it will still lay the foundation for us to open branches across the country in the future.
Yang Jianguo's confidence was instantly rekindled. He slapped his thigh and said, "That's right, little sister, I'm the smartest one. I'll go back and discuss it with your sister-in-law, and then we'll make preparations."
In the following days, Yang Qiaoqiao also prepared to attend the trade fair.
Although her application has not yet been approved, she still needs to make the necessary preparations.
Otherwise, if she goes to the trade fair without making any preparations after the approval is granted, and not only fails to make any deals and earn foreign exchange for the country, but also loses face for the country in front of international friends, that would be terrible.
In the days that followed, Yang Qiaoqiao resumed her busy routine of going back and forth between two points.
In the past few days, the clothes that were custom-made for the opening day have been gradually completed, and Mrs. Zhou and the wives of the leaders were very satisfied after trying them on.
After seeing how well they looked in the custom-made clothes from Yiren Clothing, the ladies in their social circles all rushed to order their own.
The studio's business suddenly picked up, and Yang Qiaoqiao became even busier.