The atmosphere inside the room instantly shifted to one side.
Even Wolf Uncle couldn't help but feel worried for Lin Yifeng.
Suzhou embroidery is good in every way now, except for its reputation, which it already has in Shanghai.
When it comes to product reputation, sales figures in Shanghai speak for themselves.
In a large market, Suzhou embroidery has the ability to outperform so many luxury brands and become the leading luxury brand in shopping malls. The quality and reputation of Suzhou embroidery products are absolutely unmatched by these luxury brands.
Lin Yifeng's only major weakness right now is that his brand is too young and has been established for too short a time.
Wei Yuxian also looked at Lin Yifeng with some curiosity.
She wanted to see how Lin Yifeng would turn the tide in this situation.
If this issue cannot be resolved, then Fu Yuehong can continue to use it as a talking point in negotiations, forcing Lin Yifeng to make concessions in the subsequent contract signing.
Lin Yifeng, however, remained completely unperturbed and instead gave a cold laugh inside the room.
"Judging from what Sister Fu is saying, do you think our Suzhou embroidery is too young?"
Fu Yuehong was slightly taken aback when she saw Lin Yifeng's unusual response.
Those on either side of her immediately added fuel to the fire.
"Otherwise what? We want established brands; Suzhou embroidery is too young."
"Yes, it's a brand that's less than a year old. We still need to think more about franchising."
Lin Yifeng's eyes turned cold as he glanced at the two men.
The imposing aura emanating from Lin Yifeng, who had been in a position of power for many years, instantly subdued the two men.
Looking at Lin Yifeng's imposing aura, the two men couldn't bring themselves to say a word.
"interesting."
Lin Yifeng leaned back in his chair, his fingers stroking the teacup in his hand, his tone becoming increasingly sharp.
"In your words, I'm too young to make cheongsams."
"The three of them negated the history of Suzhou embroidery accumulated over hundreds of years with just one sentence."
"To be honest, aren't you all being a bit too Western-worshipping?"
The room fell silent immediately after he said that.
Fu Yuehong's expression froze. It was clear that Lin Yifeng's words were not only a response, but also a bit sarcastic.
The two people sitting next to her could no longer contain themselves.
"Mr. Lin, what do you mean by this?"
"Mr. Lin, I think your words were somewhat offensive?"
A hint of joy flashed in Lin Yifeng's eyes.
This is what he's been waiting for.
Rather than confronting the seasoned veteran Fu Yuehong, it would be better to start with these two greenhorns beside her.
Compared to Fu Yuehong, these two are still too young in terms of mentality. They clearly came to the dinner party to try and impress Fu Yuehong.
Lin Yifeng said that the two men were definitely not happy and would absolutely fight to protect their master.
"No."
Lin Yifeng remained completely calm.
"I've also read a few books."
"But I don't think the moon is rounder abroad than it is in China."
This veiled insult made Fu Yuehong's expression even more unpleasant.
Seeing their master being treated so sarcastically, the two finally couldn't hold back any longer and were about to explode.
But Lin Yifeng raised his hand and asked the question first.
"I want to ask you something."
"Does Suzhou embroidery count as a form of cultural heritage?"
The man with the gold-rimmed glasses snorted coldly.
"Of course we'll count it."
"But if I may be frank, Mr. Lin, your company has only been around for a little over a year."
Lin Yifeng did not fall into the trap of self-proof; instead, he questioned again.
“I’m a Suzhou embroidery craftsman, isn’t that an old craft?”
The bespectacled man paused for a moment.
"It definitely counts, but I'm talking about your company..."
"I'm asking you, do our Suzhou embroidery craftsmen and our old cultural traditions count as traditional culture?"
Lin Yifeng didn't give him a chance to explain, but instead continued to press him for answers.
Seeing Lin Yifeng's aggressive attitude, the bespectacled man could only grit his teeth.
"Of course it counts. We're not talking about traditional culture, we're talking about corporate culture."
"Here's the question: I promote traditional culture, and our company's mission is to carry forward tradition, so why are you questioning us?"
The bespectacled man was completely dumbfounded.
He never expected that Lin Yifeng would link his businesses with traditional culture.
The problem is that Lin Yifeng genuinely promoted Suzhou embroidery culture.
If it weren't for his shop, people in Shanghai might not even know that there is such a craft as Suzhou embroidery for embroidered cheongsams.
Seeing his companion suffer a setback, the man on the other side, who had a serious expression, immediately joined in to help.
"That's sophistry!"
"We're talking about the corporate culture that Suzhou embroidery can showcase!"
"Foreign brands all have these, do you Suzhou embroidery have them?"
Lin Yifeng was secretly delighted by this question.
He guided the two people to speak step by step, and that's when he got to this point.
"Yes, I have."
"Go to the Suzhou Museum, there are so many Suzhou embroidery products, isn't that enough for you to see?"
"If all else fails, I'll give you 100 yuan to hire a tour guide so he can give you a proper introduction."
The two people next to Fu Yuehong were completely dumbfounded.
No matter how much they argue, the fact remains that Lin Yifeng's Suzhou embroidery is authentic Suzhou embroidery. The fact is that with the support of Suzhou embroidery as a traditional culture, Lin Yifeng has no need to worry about the issue of Suzhou embroidery lacking history.
After all, there are so many luxury brands abroad. If you really compare them with domestic brands in terms of history, these products from the industrial age have very few that are worth mentioning.
The situation at the dinner table became one-sided.
Fu Yuehong remained silent for a long time, wanting to see what other tricks Lin Yifeng had up his sleeve.
However, this time Lin Yifeng did not wait for the other party to ask a question, but instead took the initiative to take the lead.
"I'd like to ask you all, is the private kitchen we're eating here a family-run business that has been passed down through generations?"
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room was stunned.
Everyone was talking about serious matters, so why did Lin Yifeng suddenly bring up such unrelated things?
Only Wolf Uncle, combining Lin Yifeng's previous remarks, immediately realized what he wanted to do.
Before the others could answer, Uncle Wolf spoke up.
"That's right, Mr. Lin."
"This private restaurant is not open to the public; it has been a reservation-only business for a long time."
Lin Yifeng nodded and continued to sing along with Uncle Wolf.
"That must have a long history, right? It must have been open for many years, right?"
Uncle Wolf hesitated for a moment, then replied silently.
"It has been more than 30 years, and it has always been used to entertain distinguished guests."
"Only thirty years?"
Lin Yifeng exclaimed in surprise, but shook his head repeatedly.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I feel it's a bit low-class."
"Why don't we go to Quanjude? It's a century-old restaurant."
The two people next to Fu Yuehong sneered as they heard Lin Yifeng say that.
The man with the gold-rimmed glasses, in particular, was clearly unable to win an argument with Lin Yifeng and was getting angry and embarrassed, making sarcastic remarks from the side.
“Our Kyoto is not like your Central Plains.”
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