The next day, the factory's sales staff wore newly made clothes, each one neatly dressed, and their spirits were noticeably different.

Xu Ting: "This will definitely sell well; those young girls are very generous."

Young women are always extremely tolerant and eager to pursue beautiful things. Although everyone was still uneasy, they still had great confidence.

"How's it going? We need to hurry over there. Oh my, it's so beautiful, I can hardly take my eyes off it."

Director Zhang specially borrowed several cars from the military region and arranged for drivers to take them there. As soon as he opened the door and saw the young women standing there in pretty dresses, his face immediately lit up with a smile.

That's why I say you have to interact more with young people. Back when I was at the Women's Federation, all I encountered were women with gloomy faces. Her mood was very different from when she saw them now.

"Let's go."

"Have the sample garments and materials been shipped yet?"

"It's been transported."

After confirming that everyone had delivered the items, Song Qing breathed a sigh of relief. "Everything's ready, everyone can go now."

"Wait a moment, Manager Song."

Director Zhang was about to turn around and leave when he heard the man's anxious tone, so he immediately stood back next to Song Qing.

"What's wrong?"

"One of the salespeople wasn't feeling well and didn't come."

"What? Why didn't you say so sooner? Where are we going to find someone else at this point? The clothes were made to her measurements!"

Director Zhang immediately looked at her sternly. Everything was set up at the department store, and they were just waiting for the sales staff to arrive. The sale would start on time in a little while.

Why didn't you say so sooner when something happened?

The woman who came over lowered her head, looking a little nervous. Actually, the saleswoman had been feeling unwell since yesterday. The clothes were already made, and she wanted to hold on for a few more days to receive them.

When they really couldn't hold on any longer, they asked someone to come and talk to Song Qing and the sales manager.

"I……"

Director Zhang immediately waved her away, telling her to leave first. She didn't want to hear any explanations; she wanted a solution.

Song Qing: "We originally had 6 salespeople, so it doesn't matter if we are one less."

Today they are expected to stand for more than 10 hours. Originally, they were supposed to take turns to rest. Xu Ting also heard the news and rushed over. She suddenly looked Song Qing up and down.

"Bring over that salesperson's clothes so that Manager Song can wear them."

Song Qing: "..."

Director Zhang and Xu Ting discussed it for a while before leaving get off work, completely disregarding Song Qing's opinion, and brought the clothes over for her to try on.

It was a formally made dress with lantern sleeves, the skirt reaching to the calves, and the back waist was gathered quite tightly, which Song Qing could just fit into.

"Alright, you're the one."

Without giving her any time to react, Director Zhang slapped his thigh and stuffed Song Qing and several sales clerks into the car and drove them directly to the department store, since Song Qing was going there anyway.

Today is a rest day for the factories in the city, and the department store is bustling with people. The person in charge came down today specifically to see how the textile factory plans to sell its fabrics.

He wanted to see if they could sell the fabric for 13 yuan a meter.

When he came down, the scene in front of him was different from what he had imagined. They had originally given the textile factory a counter, but now they had moved the cabinets of the counter away.

"What's this for?"

If we move the cabinet away, customers can walk directly inside, right?

With those people touching this and that, is the material still usable? The person in charge shook his head inwardly; as expected, the factory was completely unfamiliar with the sales rules.

Unlike other counters where materials are displayed inside and salespeople take down the ones customers like, here customers can go directly in.

He was initially laughing at their ignorance, but after a while, he couldn't force a smile anymore because he noticed they had laid out several pieces of clothing outside.

They even made mannequins out of cotton and dressed them in clothes.

The clothes were exquisitely made, even better than the ready-made clothes in their store, and the fabric was very familiar—it was fabric produced by the textile factory.

Wait a minute, they're not here to sell fabrics, they're here to sell clothes?

Just as the department store was about to open, Director Zhang and a few others rushed up, while the others had already set up the venue.

Director Zhang exchanged a brief greeting with the person in charge, who stood to the side with a puzzled expression. Their sales clerks wore different styles of clothing, but the only thing they had in common was that they were all made from fabrics produced by their own textile factory.

Today is a holiday, and many girls came to see if there were any new clothes. They discovered a particularly interesting window at the textile factory, and everyone came over to see what was going on.

"Comrades, what are you selling?"

When Song Qing and the others saw people coming, they immediately greeted them warmly and invited them inside.

Where had they ever encountered a salesperson like this? Some salespeople had to call out to them several times with a cold face before they would bring out the clothes, but these two simply and warmly pulled them inside.

"These clothes are made from our factory's own new materials. If you like them, you can pay a few yuan as a deposit first, and you can pick them up at the stall in a while."

"Deposit?"

"Yes, yes, we'll give you a bill then. Don't worry, our factory is in the city, it definitely won't run away."

At first, I just went in out of enthusiasm to take a look, but I ended up not only touching the fabrics, but also seeing the new clothes, and there were salespeople showing them to me.

"We're all wearing the latest styles, and there are several more hanging upstairs,"

They were dressed neatly and energetically, and the clothes were made of good quality fabric. They touched them for a while, reluctant to leave. Finally, they heard that they only needed to pay a deposit of 6 yuan, and the rest of the money could be paid when they came to pick up the goods in 20 days.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity at 26 yuan! What you buy for 32 yuan while you're queuing up can't compare to what we have!"

In the end, many people gritted their teeth, filled out the form, and paid 6 yuan.

It's true that I'm not afraid of the price, but I'm afraid of comparison. People will buy clothes that cost 32 yuan. Everyone can see the quality. Compared with those from textile factories, they don't have much of an advantage and are even 6 yuan more expensive.

As a result, many young women who came to collect clothes paid a deposit right there.

"I've already paid the deposit, you can't possibly lie to us."

"Comrade, we are a legitimate textile factory, built by the military region and the city. You can run away, but you can't run away from the factory. You can come find us there when the time comes."

"Okay."

Some people took the money but didn't leave, staying there until they saw more and more people coming.

"Could you give me a discount, comrade?"

"I'm sorry, our pricing is fixed and cannot be changed, but you can buy the fabric and find a tailor."

How much is the material?

"Thirteen yuan per meter."

"Why don't you just rob someone if it's only 13 yuan?"

"Comrade, what you're saying is true. Our fabric is expensive, but it's worth the price. People who know their stuff will buy it. If you think the fabric is too expensive, just buy ready-made clothes. Ready-made clothes are cheaper."