Chapter 227: Counting Money Until My Hands Cramped
As soon as Yi Mei posted the cheongsam on the wall of the shop, a retailer came up and asked, "Are these cheongsams the same as the ones in the TV series?"
"The styles are similar, you can take a look." Yi Mei quickly took down several pieces with the clothes rack.
"Oh, it's true. The style is the same as in the stills. Give me twenty pieces. Oh no, give me fifty pieces of the same color." The retail owner took five hundred pieces of clothing in one go.
A piece of clothing costs twenty-two yuan, and no one bargained. Of course, those who come to wholesale also know the rules and generally don't bargain.
Many more people came one after another, and they all took orders of one hundred or two hundred pieces in the first batch. In just one morning, the store sold more than three thousand pieces.
More than 3,000 pieces are not a lot for a wholesale store, but this is just the beginning. Next, it was almost afternoon, and the wholesale city would usually be closed at this time, but there were also retail bosses who heard the news and came to pick up the goods.
The store finally became quiet at five in the afternoon when the wholesale market closed.
"You either have no business, or when you do, you come in big." Sister Pan next door was envious. Of course, she wasn't jealous, because the sweaters in her cheongsam shop were selling better today than usual.
Before closing the store, Zhong Li counted today's sales. In one day, the store sold nearly 5,000 cheongsams and collected nearly 110,000 yuan in payment.
Looking at the box full of money, Zhong Li breathed a sigh of relief. This time, her bet was right.
After depositing all the money into the bank, Zhong Li immediately called Zhong Hui to report on today's event.
Zhong Hui was also happy: "This is just the beginning. Next, you just wait to count the money."
"Yes, yes, yes. From now on, I'll be happy to count money until my hands cramp."
When Zhong Li said this, Yi Mincheng was still laughing beside her: "How much does it cost to have a cramp in your hand?"
"So many, so many that they can't even fit on the bed." Zhong Li smiled proudly and finally turned over.
Zhong Hui is having dinner with Xu Weian tonight. They had originally planned to have it for tomorrow, but Xu Weian couldn't wait any longer.
"Ah Hui, this restaurant's Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is a must-try. Come, try the soup. We've got fresh abalone today." Xu Weian considerately served Zhong Hui a bowl. "Be careful, it's hot."
"Thank you." Zhong Hui took it, scooped a spoonful, blew on it carefully, and put it into her mouth. As soon as it entered her mouth, Zhong Hui frowned at the taste, "It's really delicious."
"Right, this restaurant uses the freshest ingredients. I'm familiar with the owner here. If you like, I can ask him to reserve a seat for us at any time." Xu Weian said with a smile.
Zhong Hui raised her eyebrows and continued drinking her soup.
Xu Weian was not idle either. He continued to introduce several other dishes and busied himself picking up food for Zhong Hui.
"You eat too, I'll serve myself." Zhong Hui felt a little embarrassed.
"I like to pick up food for others." I like to pick up food for you.
Okay, Zhong Hui stopped talking and silently enjoyed Xu Weian's thoughtfulness.
"Ahui, have you paid for the Hang Chou you bought from Boss Huang?" Xu Weian suddenly asked.
"Ah? What's wrong?" Zhong Hui said, feeling uneasy. "We're paying for one shipment. Currently, there are still 5,000 pieces of cloth left."
Because the order with the garment factory was to complete all the work by mid-September, and because her previous order had not yet arrived, she wanted to postpone the time, so she did not ship all the cloth away.
Xu Weian paused, then said, "Then you may not be able to buy Hang Chou at this price anymore."
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