Wen Qing died, dying in the arms of her husband, Ji Yanjun.
When she opened her eyes again, she was back in the 1980s, when she was seventeen years old. She had dropped out of school, her fam...
"Boss, how much are these pants?"
"Boss, I'll take this khaki wool coat."
"..."
Outside Fengqing Clothing Store, more and more people gathered. Aunt Xiao and Bao Hong were really busy, and in their busyness, they also experienced what Wen Qing had said: "being busy is a bit of a grievance."
It's truly unfair. Almost every customer mentions "Su Fang Clothing Store" and then compares Feng Qing brand clothes with those from Su Fang Clothing Store, with some even concluding that Su Fang Clothing Store's clothes are better looking.
“The clothes from our Fengqing store are the genuine articles; we have registered trademarks.” Although the trademark certificate has not yet been issued, this did not stop Bao Hong from explaining to everyone.
However, in this era, the public has almost no awareness of copyright, so whatever Bao Hong says is meaningless to them.
However, Bao Hong still insisted, "Su Fang Clothing Store sells our clothes."
“Every garment we wear has the Fengqing logo on it. You can see for yourself.”
“Our Fengqing’s clothes are the best.”
"..."
Despite having sold half of the clothes, Bao Hong still hadn't received any feedback from customers.
Once there were no customers inside or outside the store, Bao Hong angrily threw the clothes onto the wooden rack: "They all think that wool coat is a copy of Su Fang's clothing store!"
Aunt Xiao was naturally happy to see that she was making money. But hearing everyone talking about Su Fang Clothing made her feel down.
Wen Qing smiled and said, "This is fine."
"Is it good?" Bao Hong asked.
"right."
"Why is it fine? Our clothes are clearly labeled with other people's tags!" Bao Hong said angrily.
Wen Qing asked Bao Hong, "Bao Hong, do you know how to argue?"
The question suddenly caught Aunt Xiao and Bao Hong off guard.
"Why do you ask that?" Bao Hong asked.
Wen Qing smiled and said, "I just wanted to know if you could argue. You usually have a loud voice."
Aunt Xiao smiled upon hearing this.
Bao Hong chuckled, "Yes."
"That's right. According to Xiu Ye Da Xie, Bao Hong won't argue when she's in the wrong, but when she's in the right, she can really make people cry. Even the troublemakers in her village couldn't out-argue her. She managed to make them cry."
“That’s because I’m right!” Bao Hong said.
Wen Qing laughed: "That's good. In a couple of days, you can help me argue too."
"Who are you arguing with?"
"Over at Su Fang's clothing store."
"With them? How would you argue?"
"Don't worry, you'll find out in time," Wen Qing said.
After Wen Qing's persuasion, Aunt Xiao and Bao Hong stopped being angry about the customer's comments and realized that it was Zhang Xiuying's influence that led the group to come to Fengqing Clothing Store in Damo Plaza to buy Fengqing clothes.
Speaking of Zhang Xiuying, she arrived and greeted Wen Qing with a smile, saying, "Wen Qing, don't forget the clothes you promised me."
Wen Qing smiled and said, "Of course I haven't forgotten." With that, Wen Qing went to the store's storage room and brought out two bags of clothes.
Zhang Xiuying stepped forward happily: "Great, that's enough to sell for several days."
Wen Qing pointed to one of the bags and said, "Sister Zhang, you sell the clothes in this bag first, and then sell the clothes in the other bag a week later."
Zhang Xiuying glanced at Wen Qing and smiled, agreeing, "Okay, whatever you say."
"Thank you, thank you, Sister Zhang."
"Don't mention it. Without you, I wouldn't be able to earn this much money. I have high hopes for you."
"Thank you." Wen Qing smiled, then called out, "Bao Hong, go see Sister Zhang off."
"Alright!" Bao Hong quickly followed Wen Qing's instructions, picked up a bag of clothes, and followed Zhang Xiuying.
Fengqing Clothing Store in Damo Plaza is not far from Zhang Xiuying Clothing Store on the pedestrian street; it's only a ten-minute walk.
"Sister Zhang, Sister Wenqing said that from now on, I will deliver all your goods so you won't need to pick them up anymore," Bao Hong chatted warmly with Zhang Xiuying.
"No need, no need, I'll go with Lao He to get it."
"Yes, yes."
Bao Hong and Zhang Xiuying swaggered into the store carrying two bags of clothes, just as Su Hongmei of Su Fang Clothing Store saw them.
Su Hongmei hurriedly ran back to Su Fang's clothing store and found Zhang Fangfang, saying, "Fangfang, do you know? Zhang Xiuying also sold Wen Qing's goods!"
Zhang Fangfang was drinking water when she suddenly slammed the white porcelain mug onto the table with a "bang," her face turning pale.
Since its opening, Su Fang's clothing store has been booming every day. Even Zhang Xiuying, who has a lot of customers offline, comes to her store to get clothes to supply her downstream customers.
However, this morning, Su Fang Clothing Store suddenly lost more than half of its customers. Upon further inquiry, it was discovered that a clothing store had opened in Da Mo Plaza, selling the exact same clothes as Su Fang Clothing Store. It is unclear who spread the word, but it is said that the clothes in that clothing store are one yuan cheaper than those in Su Fang Clothing Store.
One dollar! One dollar is enough to make a customer who loves a bargain run ten minutes to DaMo Plaza.
She asked the shop assistant to inquire, and they found out that the shop was called Fengqing Clothing Store.
Fengqing Clothing Store!
It's Feng Qing again, and Wen Qing again! Why doesn't she stay in the county town? Why does she come to the city to join the fun? She just arrived and took away half of her business, which infuriates Zhang Fangfang.
That's not all. Wen Qing's clothes are priced one yuan lower than hers. One yuan is enough for Wen Qing to steal all her business.
Now, Su Hongmei has just returned from gathering information outside and brought this news.
Zhang Xiuying took Wen Qing's goods again.
Zhang Fangfang knew that Zhang Xiuying often got goods from Wen Qing, so they were business partners. However, as her uncle said, all business partners are profit-driven, and whoever has the greater benefit will naturally be favored by the partner.
So when Zhang Xiuying proactively went to Su Fang's clothing store, expressing her desire to buy her clothes to resell offline, Zhang Fangfang was overjoyed. This clearly demonstrated that her business was thriving, and even Zhang Xiuying was willing to cooperate with her; therefore, Wenqing was drawing ever closer to its demise.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiuying went to Wen Qing's place to pick up more goods.
"I heard that it's because the clothes in Wenqing are one yuan cheaper than here, so not only are customers willing to travel ten minutes to Damo Plaza for one yuan, but even Zhang Xiuying is willing to go the long way to earn more money."
Zhang Fangfang was furious. Wen Qing actually dared to challenge her by lowering prices. No, she couldn't lower prices. Competing on price was the most foolish way to do business, and only Wen Qing was that foolish.
Therefore, Zhang Fangfang did not lower the price.
However, as a day or two passed, and the news spread that Fengqing Clothing Store's clothes were exactly the same as Sufang Clothing Store's, and that Fengqing Clothing Store's clothes were one yuan cheaper than Sufang Clothing Store's, Sufang Clothing Store became increasingly deserted.
On the contrary, Fengqing Clothing Store is doing better and better because of its wide variety of colors, the beautiful and gentle owner, and the owner's advice on how to dress.
Zhang Fangfang became increasingly impatient, and Su Hongmei even directly asked Zhang Xiuying why she didn't go to Su Fang's clothing store to get her clothes.
Zhang Xiuying didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "The same clothes are one yuan cheaper at Fengqing. Even a fool would buy the one-yuan cheaper one."
Su Hongmei relayed this to Zhang Fangfang, adding that Zhang Xiuying said she would definitely not take Wen Qing's clothes as long as they were cheaper than Wen Qing's.
When Zhang Fangfang returned from school, she deliberately passed by Fengqing Clothing Store and saw that the store was bustling with people. When she returned to her own store, she found it deserted and said to Su Hongmei, "Lower the prices to the same level as Fengqing Clothing Store!"
As a result, not many people came to buy.
"One yuan cheaper than Fengqing Clothing!" Zhang Fangfang said through gritted teeth.
Unexpectedly, in addition to Zhang Fangfang's one yuan, Wen Qing also contributed one yuan.
In a fit of anger, Zhang Fangfang lowered the price by another dollar.
Then Wen Qing lowered the price by another dollar.
Wen Qing is really going after Zhang Fangfang. Zhang Fangfang doesn't believe that if she lowers the price by another dollar, Wen Qing will lower it again.
In the end, Wen Qing did not lower her price, so Su Fang's clothing store "successfully" sold its clothes one yuan cheaper than Feng Qing's clothing store.
Zhang Xiuying then happily ran over, took a hundred double-breasted wool coats from Su Fang's clothing store, and said with a smile, "I'm just a businesswoman, I'll buy from whichever store offers the cheapest price."
Su Hongmei said, "Wen Qing's low-price sales are outrageous."
Zhang Xiuying smiled as she listened, then chimed in, "That's right. Although your two families' clothes are the same style, Wen Qing's side actually cut corners."
Cutting corners?
Zhang Fangfang and Su Hongmei were both surprised: "Skimming?"
“That’s right! Otherwise, how could we dare to lower the price? Aren’t we afraid of losing money?” Zhang Xiuying said half-heartedly, touching the wool coat in Zhang Fangfang’s shop and saying, “Your wool fabric is still the best, so soft.”
Zhang Fangfang and Su Hongmei exchanged a glance, but neither of them spoke.
The two only started discussing it after Zhang Xiuying left.
Su Hongmei said fiercely, "No wonder Wen Qing kept comparing prices with us; it turns out she was cutting corners!"
Zhang Fangfang suddenly realized that she had been comparing the prices of Youpin's and Wenqing's substandard products, and she realized how foolish she had been.
"Why don't we go buy one and see how bad the fabric Wen Qing used really is? We can also..." Su Hongmei didn't finish her sentence, but Zhang Fangfang understood perfectly.
As for where to buy it? Of course, you don't need to go to Fengqing Clothing Store; you can buy it from Zhang Xiuying.
Zhang Xiuying deliberately handed a double-breasted wool coat to Su Hongmei, saying, "I have a lot of these kinds of coats in my warehouse. They're all sold to people in the county town. People in the county town aren't particular about clothes, so they don't feel anything when they wear them. Actually, these kinds of coats are the most profitable." Zhang Xiuying spoke the last sentence with extreme caution.
Su Hongmei took the woolen coat and left.
No sooner had Su Hongmei left than Zhang Xiuying followed her out the back door to Fengqing Garment Factory and said to Wen Qing, "Su Hongmei bought one of those wool coats."
Wen Qing was drinking water when she smiled and took another sip: "Sister Zhang, your other bag of wool coats can start selling tomorrow."