The world is small; you might run into acquaintances while shopping at the wholesale market, even if they're wearing masks and practically walking on tiptoe.
Guo Wen.
The woman beside her was poised and elegant, around thirty years old, wearing only light makeup, yet exuding a natural, fashionable charm. She was none other than Guo Fei, a leading figure in Chinese fashion, whose work had made it to Paris Fashion Week.
Behind the two were two staff members, presumably laborers.
They turned at the entrance of the shopping mall.
"Let's go and see." Xue Qiandai made the decision immediately, and the four of them headed towards the Guo sisters.
Guo Fei stopped in front of a large store. It seemed they had arranged to meet beforehand; a notice outside said the store was temporarily closed, and they were just waiting for Guo Fei's arrival.
"Ms. Guo, all the goods you requested are ready." The owner was a woman in her forties, with a kind face and a friendly smile; she clearly knew how to do business. She casually pointed to four large black plastic bags on the ground, all packed up.
"Thanks, boss." Guo Fei gestured to the staff behind her, and the two of them stepped forward and quickly loaded the bags onto the small trolley.
“I heard that this year, the former creative director of CELINE started a minimalist trend in Europe. In my opinion, it has no sense of design. Why does Ms. Guo still need to come and buy so much?” The wholesaler was unaware of fashion trends and did not even know the names of the designers, but she was eager to learn and did not waste the opportunity to communicate with Guo Fei.
Guo Wen nodded in agreement, her voice trembling like a chick pecking at rice. She couldn't understand why her sister would go on a shopping spree.
Guo Fei smiled faintly; "You mean Pheobe Philo, right? I even have a coat she designed. Let me put it this way, the simpler the design, the higher the requirements for the designer, including the choice of fabric, the style of the material, and the essence of pattern making. There's a lot to learn in this. So I want to see how these imitations are made."
The boss listened attentively and gave a long "Oh," and the next time she shipped goods, she had a perfect explanation.
Just as Guo Fei was about to leave after packing up, a voice called out.
"What a coincidence to meet our great designer, Sister Fei, here today." The speaker was Rong Xiao. He could barely see Guo Fei, and he didn't even give Guo Wen a second glance.
Guo Fei turned around and saw several young people behind her.
"Young Master Rong, Miss Xue, what a coincidence! You're here to shop too?"
Guo Wen lowered her head, remained silent, and showed no interest in greeting her classmates.
Xue Qiandai glanced at Guo Wen and smiled, "We're also here to do research and learn, to see the latest fashion trends."
This made Guo Fei look at Xue Qiandai in a different light. In her opinion, the fact that Xue Qiandai, a woman of considerable wealth, could come to a place like this was itself a sign of her discernment. "Awen, all your classmates are here, and you're still being coy and unwilling to come. Sigh."
Guo Wen raised her head, her eyes showing little interest, and her words were even more unrestrained: "Can't afford to go to Paris, so you come here looking for inspiration? Have you gained anything? I don't have a classmate like that who only studies sporadically and drops out of school every other day."
"Ah Wen!" Guo Fei frowned, clearly disappointed in her younger sister. "I'm sorry, it's my fault for not disciplining her properly."
Rong Xiao clicked his tongue, crossed his arms, and carefully examined Guo Wen. "I seem to remember that Dai Dai's grades are always ahead of yours. She's only studying sporadically and she still manages to do this. If she studied seriously, she would leave you far behind. Oh. This is what they call being born with a silver spoon in your mouth. You must be very jealous, right?"
During the later stages of her studies, Xue Qiandai had to take many leave of absence due to family turmoil. Despite this, her grades remained among the best.
"You!" Guo Wen was so choked up that her eyes welled up with tears, her face turned purple, and she was so ashamed and angry that she was about to cry.
"Rong Xiao! That's enough!" Xue Qiandai didn't want things to get too awkward, so she snapped at him.
The proprietress, watching the commotion, cracked sunflower seeds; it was so interesting.
This was too awkward, so Guo Fei said apologetically, "We have something to do, so we'll have to go now. We can talk again another time."
"Sister Guo?" Jian Yan, who had been silent and unnoticed until now, spoke up. "I'd like to ask you a question."
All eyes were on Jian Yan.
Is Jian Yan a fan of Guo Fei and wants to ask her some fashion questions? Everyone's speculating. What a curious and inquisitive girl!
Although Guo Fei was young, she was highly experienced and maintained a gentle and tolerant attitude towards her "juniors." She took a liking to Jian Yan the moment she saw her, and her voice softened considerably. "Please speak."
"Um, I just wanted to ask, after you've bought so much stock, what are you going to do with it? As far as I know, your Feifan Workshop only sells high-end ready-to-wear and haute couture."
Xue Qiandai and Rong Xiao: "..."
Rong Xiao didn't even want to admit that he knew Jian Yan. What kind of question was that? It was so embarrassing. Did you want to take back the second-hand goods she bought?
Guo Fei was clearly taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Generally speaking, I would donate them to the community clothing recycling station. These runway pieces aren't very practical."
"Oh, thank you for your valuable advice." Jian Yan sincerely expressed her gratitude.
Rong Xiao was already flustered without any wind, and he had even greater admiration for Jian Yan.
After the Guo sisters left, Xue Qiandai waved her hand and said, "Boss, please get the goods for me according to Designer Guo's list."
The boss still remembered Guo Wen's words: this girl couldn't even afford to go to Paris. "Young lady, those goods are very expensive."
Even with wholesale, the total price will be higher if the quantity is large.
Rong Xiao was the first to get annoyed. "Boss, are you judging people by their appearance?" He casually tossed out a Golden Sunflower Card.
Xue Qiandai snatched the card and hid it behind her back. "Boss, could you please recommend some must-see styles? We'll get to know each other better after this, and I'll definitely be ordering from you again."
The owner's success in building such a large business is well-deserved. She began to pull out garment after garment from the vast array of displays, and ten minutes later, she had filled a large black bag. "Autumn's hottest item, a must-have for those looking to buy groceries, sweeping Paris."
Xue Qiandai readily complied; she didn't have time to waste and paid the bill and left. Even so, it was roughly equivalent to a month's salary for two people at the coffee shop.
Spending money is easy, but making money is hard.
"Swipe my Golden Sunflower..." Before she could finish speaking, Xue Qiandai had already finished. She showed her pearly white teeth and said to Rong Xiao, "Little Xiao Xiao, congratulations on becoming a shareholder in my and Jian Yan's Taobao shop."
And what about haute couture?! Turns out it's just a low-end Taobao shop? Congratulations my foot!
Rong Xiao ultimately didn't say it aloud; making Consort Dai happy was enough. "Make me the largest shareholder!"
After payment was made, the driver did the hard labor, loading the goods onto the Jinbei minivan.
That day, the two of them went through all the clothes, extracting design elements, and Jian Yan even took photos of Xue Qiandai trying them on. They plan to sell them secondhand later.
In this way, the idea of the second batch of new products for the Taobao store began to take shape in the minds of the two girls.
The next day was Monday, and Xue Qiandai returned to work at the coffee shop. She had just arrived when she heard Jin Xiangyu's good news: another major client had placed a new order.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com