Qian Qing asked Qian's mother to help her watch the counter. Female comrades who wanted to try on clothes would leave their bags with Qian's mother. Qian's mother would give them a small card, and another small card with the same number would be tied to the bag to avoid confusion.

Qian Yu was just trying to attract customers, so she just focused on replenishing the stock. If something was out of stock or needed to be changed in size, she would go to the back to get the stock.

After all, Xu Ahua had seen the bustling Shisanhang in Guangzhou, and she was very professional in greeting customers.

Qian Qing was responsible for giving people advice on how to change styles, and also charged money for gifts.

…

Zhou Hao was rushed to the door by his wife, and he stood shiveringly in a sunny spot.

I always feel like my wife has abandoned me...

Qian Qing was too busy to pay attention to his colleagues outside, but his colleagues on the same street were always paying attention to Qingyue's business.

In a shop across from Qingyue, a woman with a head full of curls slammed the counter door in annoyance. The movement was so big that it almost knocked the door off.

Her man set up a recliner behind the counter and lay on it, relaxing. No one could see him from outside the counter, only smoke rising from inside the counter.

The woman's name was Liu Shumei. She was not very old, probably only in her thirties. She did not have many wrinkles on her face, only deep nasolabial folds on her cheeks.

Seeing her man looking like a dead fish, she was furious.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! I'll beat you to death! Are you just going to lie there and watch? Look at the scene across the street. It's only the first day of business, and they've already attracted so many people!"

Her husband was bored and smoking a cigarette: "Why do you care about others? Who doesn't behave like that when they first open a business? Wasn't it the same when we first opened? The female comrades who come to this street to buy clothes are all very picky. Even if you open a new toilet, it will be busy for three days. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Liu Shumei said angrily: "Then why didn't you say that we couldn't even fill up all the people who came into our house today? Sun Youzhong, I didn't marry you to suffer hardships and humiliation. Don't just lie there, get up and see what this family is selling!"

Almost everyone on the street knows where each other gets their goods. When a certain model becomes popular, they take turns to buy it. There is not much difference between them, but they all make money on average.

The shop opposite was different. It was very strange when it was first renovated. First, a big hole was cut in the wall. Then, a big glass was put in as a window. No one had ever been inside, but the big glass and the big sign outside were enough to make it conspicuous.

Few people walking along this street can resist turning their heads to look when passing by the bright glass windows.

These differences made Liu Shumei, who always took the lead, feel a sense of crisis. If there were a hundred more shops like the original owner, she would not be afraid. After all, they all sold the same products. It was all about who spoke sweet words and who could retain regular customers. She was confident that she could beat 80% of the bosses on this street. She could say nice things and greet people with a smile. She could chat with most customers.

Although it was the first day of business, it was natural that the store across the street was doing well, but Liu Shumei was very sensitive and felt that something was wrong. Those who bought clothes from her store should be able to finish their shopping in half an hour, no matter how slow they were. Why did some customers across the street wait for an hour?

Is it because the other party has a lot of goods? Or does the other party have some secret?

"Hurry up! Get out of here!"

We have to ask the men to check it out quickly so that they can react quickly if there are any changes.

Just now she vaguely saw Ah Feng at the corner of the street and she quietly pretended to be a customer buying clothes and sneaked in. If it was any later, they might not even be able to drink soup!

Sun Youzhong took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand and threw the remaining cigarette butt into the dustpan behind the door.

This woman is just petty. When the shoe shop owner was here, she would always stare at how much the other person sold every day, and calculate every day whether she was higher than the other person. If it was higher, she would be very excited, and if it was lower, she would curse the world. Sun Youzhong could not understand her feelings. What does a clothes seller have to do with a shoe seller? Whether the other person sells well or not, he can't take your business.

Now the shop opposite has a new owner and it is the first day of business, so it is normal that the business is good. After all, there have always been the same number of shops on the street, and customers will definitely get tired of it after a while. It is rare to have a new face in the shop, so of course it will be lively for a while. But after a long time, it is still like that, no matter how fresh the face is, you will get tired of it one day. Just like his wife, she will be the same after seeing her for a long time.

Sun Youzhong went there with a lot of complaints. If he didn't go, his wife would have kept bothering him.

When I got closer, I realized that their sign was really impressive. The words were written in a way that looked like flying dragons and dancing phoenixes. It was completely different from my own sign which was so square that it couldn't be any squarer. And the big glass window...

Sun Youzhong hissed. The clothes in the window were indeed very unique. The bell-bottom pants of that color were not sold anywhere else on the street. And the skirt was square-shaped. I wondered which big factory produced it. Looking closer, there were no loose threads on these clothes. The styles were unique and the quality was very impressive.

Sun Youzhong didn't notice that his behavior now looked really obscene. He stuck his butt out and tried to look inside, and stared hard at the skirt inside the window. This attracted the attention of several young women passing by.

Zhou Hao watched coldly from the side, ready to throw the man out at any moment to vent his frustration of being kicked out by his wife.

This man just sneaked out of the shop opposite and walked around for a long time before pretending to be a customer. He was most likely here to inquire about something.

Zhou Hao didn't care about his peers asking about this. After all, Qingyue was open for business, and it couldn't stop the curious eyes of several peers. After opening a business, these people would sooner or later know the difference between Qingyue and follow suit. But Zhou Hao had been keeping an eye on the storefront decoration. Building the frame, making clothes racks, changing the windows, changing the wiring... All in all, it would take at least a month.

It's not difficult for colleagues on this street to change one or two things. If they are brave enough to close their business for a month and copy everything, Zhou Hao will respect them as men. But even if someone bites the bullet and copies the store decoration, don't they still have the clothing styles? Unless the other party goes to the south like Qian Qing, it would be too costly and difficult to imitate Qingyue from beginning to end.

Sun Youzhong took his time to look at the two sets of clothes in the window, and he had to admit in his heart that his wife was right this time. The store opposite simply left most of the stores on the street far behind.

He vaguely saw the decoration of the store through the shelves. People were crowded inside, but there was no panic at all. Customers took clothes by themselves without shouting at the salesperson. The strange-shaped but delicate clothes racks, and the bright light shining from the top...

When he was about to go in for a closer look, he was stopped by a tall and thin man.

Sun Youzhong was confused and asked in a gentle voice, "Comrade, what are you doing?"

Zhou Hao: "What are you doing? There are all lesbian clothes in there."

Sun Youzhong thought quickly: "I'm buying it for my family."

Zhou Hao was unmoved: "Then let someone from your family come."

There were only lesbians inside, and he didn't let anyone in, so how could this guy get in? Not to mention that he reeked of cigarettes, and if he went in, he would drive the other lesbians away.

Sun Youzhong was unsure of who Zhou Hao was. Seeing that he was tall and strong, and had an unhappy look on his face, he weighed the pros and cons and feared that he was sent by the store owner to stabilize the situation, so he retreated in disgrace.

If he can't come, his wife can?

When I went back and told Liu Shumei this, she immediately felt like she was facing a formidable enemy. She changed her clothes, took a silk scarf to cover herself, and prepared to go across to see what was going on.

Qian Qing saw more and more people coming into the store. She only saw people coming in, but very few leaving. There were also some lesbians queuing in front of the fitting rooms, talking about something.

He immediately told Zhou Hao not to let anyone in for the time being and to wait until the customers inside had made their selections.

Liu Shumei covered herself with a silk scarf and finally reached the door of Qingyue after dodging here and there. But she was stopped before she could go in.

"Sorry, there are too many people in the store. You need to wait before you can go in."

When Liu Shumei was stopped, she wanted to swear, thinking that the other party had seen through her colleague and deliberately blocked her from entering. However, before she could say anything, she saw the bustle in the store through the door.

People were standing next to each other, but few were complaining. They were all happily gesturing at clothes and choosing styles...

Qian Qing asked Xu Ahua to bring out a few horses and let Zhou Hao distribute them to the people who were waiting.

Liu Shumei was still confused while sitting on the mat. What was going on in this store? Why did they remove the counter? If the counter was removed, wouldn't they be afraid that someone in the store would steal clothes?

And what about those lamps? There are five or six of those big lamps installed. Won’t that waste a lot of electricity?

What about those customers who come to buy clothes? They try on clothes one after another and occupy the fitting room. Isn't this store annoying?

…

Finally, Qian Qing selected clothes for the female comrades, and they paid and left. Only then did Zhou Hao let in the people who were waiting at the door.

Liu Shumei walked into Qingyue in a daze and Xu Ahua came up to greet her immediately.

"What do you want to see?"

Liu Shumei said casually: "It's by the window..."

Xu Ah Hua understood: "Those two outfits on the display stand, right? Then please come over here and I'll pick one for you to see. If it's suitable, you can wait a while. Our fitting room is full now and will be free in a while."

After a while, Qian Yu stuffed the matched display style into Liu Shumei's hands, a ruffled shirt and blue wide-leg pants.

The more Liu Shumei looked at it, the more shocked she was. This quality and style were nothing like the stuff she had seen in the provincial capital!

Qian Yu, who was being held back, answered Liu Shumei's question in a gentle voice: "All the goods in our store are from the south."

Liu Shumei: ...No wonder!

She said! This store is so strange, it must be something special! It turns out that they don’t buy goods from within the province, but their sights fly directly to the south!

She didn't even need to ask about the price, it would definitely be expensive, but even if it was expensive, she knew that many people would pay for it.

Liu Shumei has been selling clothes for several years and often wears samples herself. Although she is only pretty, she has a good figure. When she sees beautiful clothes, she feels a sense of crisis and can't help but sigh in her heart that the style is indeed unique and beautiful, and she would be tempted.

New styles from the south are more attractive than anything else! The clothes in this store are also very impressive from a sales perspective!

Qian Qing walked among the crowd, introducing and matching clothes to those who came to buy them. Seeing Liu Shumei, she also recommended styles to her without changing her expression: "These wide-leg pants can also be matched with a wide-sleeved top. Look, doesn't it look better this way? I think this wide-sleeved one may be more suitable for you. You have fair skin, and it will definitely look good with a bright-colored top..."

Qian Qing saw several familiar faces among the customers who came today. She had met all of them when she visited various stores of the same industry last month.

For example, Ah Feng, who just bought two sets of clothes, is the proprietress of the shop on the corner, and the one who bought several packs of sanitary napkins is Qingyue’s “neighbor” who lives three houses south of her.

The guy in front of me holding a set of clothes should be from the one across the street...

Qian Qing smiled as brightly as a flower and said, "Let's go together. As long as you step into Qingyue's door, you are her customer."

As long as she has to spend money, she won't rush out.

…

So, Liu Shumei didn't even realize that she was taken away by Qian Qing...

"This style of clothes looks very suitable for you!"

"It looks really good! It's just missing a hat. If you change it to a wide-brimmed hat, and then when the temperature rises in a few days, wear it with this outfit when you go out, everyone on the street will turn around to look at you."

"Would you like to take a look at this skirt? I mean, you can buy it alone and it can be paired with a white shirt. Although it won't look as good as with this top..."

"One hundred and five dollars in total, and I'll give you two packs of sanitary napkins!"

"Thank you for visiting us!"

…

Liu Shumei stood at the door of her house holding clothes and two packs of sanitary napkins.

Something seems wrong?