Yu Zaoqing was so preoccupied with Sun Xiangjun's purpose that he didn't notice this detail. Lin Xiaoxiao didn't think much of it, thinking that Sun Xiangjun had misunderstood Yu Zaoqing's intention to shake his hand. It wasn't a big deal, and no one took it seriously.

Sun Xiangjun went straight to the point and told Yu Zaoqing the purpose of his visit. After listening, Yu Zaoqing looked at Lin Xiaoxiao in surprise, "Ms. Lin, do you want to do clothing business?" A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl said she wanted to do business?

If Lin Xiaoxiao came alone, or if a second person said this, Yu Zaoqing would think that person was joking. After all, in everyone's eyes, seventeen or eighteen years old is just a bigger child.

Doing business with them? You're kidding.

But now the person saying this is Sun Xiangjun, so he has to take this issue seriously.

Lin Xiaoxiao knew that because she was young, everyone would be skeptical of her, so from the moment she entered the door, she deliberately pretended to be very steady and mature.

When Yu Zaoqing asked her, she finally spoke up and said, "Yes, I plan to create my own brand."

"It's not that simple," said Yu Zaoqing.

Until now, he still doesn't dare to have this ambition.

Before Lin Xiaoxiao could speak, Sun Xiangjun said, "You don't have to worry about this. She needs to find a manufacturer to help her make the goods. See if you can take over her goods."

Upon hearing this, Yu Zaoqing asked, "Do you have any samples?"

Basically, as long as the product isn't too difficult to make, they can make it. The problem lies in the labor cost, but as long as the price is reasonable, it's not a problem. "Make this." Lin Xiaoxiao took out a sample and handed it to Yu Zaoqing. "There are many styles, but they are all similar to this one."

"Is this... a pair of panties?"

Yu Zaoqing took the sample, looked at it over and over, and finally put it around his waist to compare it. When he thought about how it would look on a woman wearing it, his face instantly turned red.

When Sun Xiangjun and Lin Xiaoxiao were selling underwear, he looked at and touched the shorts many times, but he didn't think much about it at the time, nor did he think about what it would look like on a woman wearing it.

Seeing Yu Zaoqing gesturing on his body, he subconsciously imagined the scene in his mind, and instantly felt unwell.

This girl is so hot! She can actually design something like this...

If someone's wife wore this, would she be able to sleep at night?

Thinking of this, Sun Xiangjun took the shorts from Yu Zaoqing's hand and stuffed them into the cloth bag in Lin Xiaoxiao's hand.

"Can you do this?"

If not, he will look for another place.

Lin Xiaoxiao was also a little embarrassed by Yu Zaoqing at first, because she never expected him to do that, but she also knew that he didn't mean it, so she didn't care.

Yu Zaoqing thought for a moment and asked, "What's your price? Do you want to order the fabric yourself, or do we provide the whole package?"

Although he was afraid of Sun Xiangjun, when it came to business, he still had to ask the necessary questions.

Lin Xiaoxiao was not sure about the market price. She calculated the cost of a pair of shorts and the profit margin in her mind, and finally gave a price. She asked to purchase the fabric herself.

Yu Zaoqing also did some calculations, and after he was sure that he could make money, he agreed.

Next, the two began to discuss some details and time issues. They talked for more than an hour and Sun Xiangjun, who was standing by, didn't even have a chance to interrupt.