Chapter 145 Planning Ahead
The customer who was originally hesitant and said the price was too high gritted his teeth and finally said with determination, "But..."
The ones without embroidery are sold everywhere.”
She suddenly stamped her foot, as if she had given up, and said firmly, "Forget it! I want the 2.8-foot one. Please pack it for me!"
A bright smile suddenly spread across Shen Yan's face, and she said enthusiastically, "No problem!"
Then she immediately turned to the clerk and shouted, "Weiwei, bring me that 2.8-foot-long one!"
The clerk, Song Weiwei, responded quickly and efficiently, "Coming! It'll be ready in a minute!"
The sound of brisk footsteps as they ran to the shelves to pick up the goods.
At this moment, a customer who was choosing clothes nearby also held up a pair of pants in her hand and said, "I like this pair. It looks as rich and elegant as a peony flower."
She handed the pants over and instructed with a smile: "Boss, please help me wrap it up too!"
Shen Yan took it and took a look at it, then nodded and smiled to confirm, "Okay, no problem!"
She expertly picked up the wrapping paper and began to sort it out.
At this time, one of the two customers who came with him also started to choose his own style and said, "Boss, I specifically want the style with patterns on the thighs."
"Please help me pick out two pairs, one is 2.7 feet and the other is 3.1 feet. I want to buy one for my mother."
Before she could finish, her friend added her own idea, "Boss, I also want the design with flowers on the thigh."
"Please give me two more pairs, one 2.9 feet and the other 3.2 feet."
As she spoke, she added with a gentle smile, "I'm going to wear one myself, and I also want to pick out another one as a gift for my mother."
Shen Yan smiled and nodded, a gentle and confident smile appeared on her face, and her tone was neither hurried nor slow but with a certain degree of decisiveness, "Okay, I'll arrange it right away."
Her words were like a gentle push, setting the whole rhythm in motion.
Song Weiwei was responsible for selecting pants. She walked back and forth between the stalls, sorting and recommending one pair of jeans after another in her hands.
Shen Yan sat steadily behind the cashier, carefully counting the cash and being extremely careful and patient when giving change, recording every penny.
The two of them cooperated well and their movements were quick and decisive.
Other people watching nearby also began to make their choices, from the initial curious exploration to gradually letting go and trying on and looking through the clothes.
The crowd slowly gathered, and the scene became a little more lively, with people's whispered discussions and exclamations of surprise gradually intertwined.
15 pieces were sold in a short time, almost in the blink of an eye.
There was a noticeable empty spot on the shelf, and a crowd gathered around like a tide, scrambling to choose from several special styles.
It was almost sold out.
After noticing the rising sales trend, Chen Yan calmly called Song Weiwei aside, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "Weiwei, go change into a pair of jeans with peony patterns on the thighs, and help us promote the store at the door."
The words were soft but very purposeful, as if they had been planned long in advance.
Song Weiwei's eyes lit up, and she immediately understood. She nodded several times, her expression eager to try. "No problem, I'll go right away!"
Her tone was full of confidence and motivation, and she turned and started walking almost immediately.
They haven't set up a changing area yet, and it's really difficult to make room for a dedicated space on site.
So Song Weiwei went to the next store to borrow a fitting room.
There happened to be facilities available there, and the owner readily agreed to her request.
Not long after, Song Weiwei, who had changed her clothes, picked up the billboard covered with slogans and ran back to the stall.
Standing on the corner with the most traffic, she began to shout at the top of her voice, loud and full of energy.
“Has anyone ever seen embroidered jeans like this?!”
Then she continued, "The patterns are handmade. Every stitch is made by hand. Each one is unique! No two are exactly alike!"
"It's embroidered with real silk thread. It's not fake printed stuff, nor is it cheap mass-produced stuff!"
Her tone became more and more excited, infecting many people who stopped to listen.
"A craftsman with over 20 years of experience is at the booth right in front of you—just ask for any pattern you want, and we'll create your own custom design right on the spot!"
Many people were attracted at once. The small customers who were just passing by stopped and gathered in front of the stall to look around. Some even couldn't wait to touch the beautifully embroidered and well-tailored pants.
The queue gradually formed up and the speed of selling goods increased significantly.
Transactions behind the counter are becoming more and more frequent, and even the air is filled with excitement.
Seeing this, Shen Yan quickly found Cao Yangfei who was sorting out the orders, walked quickly to his side, and said in a calm tone: "Yangfei, go find Aunt He to make 400 basic styles without embroidery."
She then added, "Among them, 150 will have peony patterns on the thighs, and these will be the focus of the promotion."
There was a commanding tone in his voice.
She paused, then added further details, "The remaining sizes can be evenly distributed according to the stock models."
After saying this, he simply circled a few numbers on the notebook with his fingers for reference.
Then she said apologetically, "We have a few last-minute orders today. I'm sorry to trouble you to run around and see to it. Aunt He will have to work on it for a few days."
Cao Yangfei nodded, without any intention of refusing, and simply replied, "Okay, I will make the requirements clear, and we will cooperate."
He nodded in response, his eyes revealing a sense of responsibility before taking action.
As soon as the voice fell, Shen Yan reminded him again, "Ask Aunt Yun to rush out 100 embroidered peonies first. Send this part first, and then adjust it according to the situation later."
"Yang Fei," she called his name, her eyes revealing a bit of trust and expectation, "When the number reaches fifty, you can send it back once, so as not to overstock the inventory. If we have enough manpower, we can increase the frequency."
Her tone was unhurried and her thoughts were clear, as if she had already fully planned every step forward.
“Don’t wait until everything is finished before sending it to me.”
“We’re not afraid of making a few more trips!”
Cao Yangfei had already loaded the first batch of goods. He walked to the door and called a tricycle to load the goods.
He looked a little anxious. After all, this was not a small business and every minute was crucial.
He loaded the goods onto the car carefully one by one.
After each stack is assembled, he makes sure it is tied firmly and not prone to slipping.
Then, he nodded to the owner of the delivery truck and said seriously, "Thank you for taking me to the entrance of Jinxiu Lane. There's a makeshift stall over there that you should be able to find."
The car owner waved his hand to reassure him, muttering that if he had known it would be so busy today, he would not have slept in.
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