Chapter 305: He Was Really Caught
Sang Yu frowned slightly. What he said sounded as if she had no other options and had to come to him for help.
If he determined the matter in advance, she would always have to be at a disadvantage in the subsequent negotiations, which would be far from the win-win cooperation she wanted.
She didn't continue speaking according to Sang Yongnian's words, but instead lowered her head and began to search in the shoulder bag placed aside.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Sang Yongnian's eyes flashed with a strange look. His niece was quite capable. It seemed that his fourth brother's words were not all bragging.
Sang Yu deliberately searched for a long time, and then he exclaimed as if he had just found what he needed in the bag that was exposed to the naked eye.
"Finally found it!"
She placed the small bags on the table like she was presenting a treasure, and pushed them in front of Sang Yongnian: "Look, Uncle, this is the business I want to discuss with you."
Sang Yongnian's eyes fell on the shoulder bags on the table. He reached out and picked up one of them, looked it over a few times, and then put it back on the table.
"Yu'er is probably still asleep. How can there be any business to discuss with a small bag made of just two pieces of cloth?"
In his opinion, the only thing worth praising about this small cloth bag was the fine stitching, and there was nothing else worth noting about it.
He looked down on it, which was not unexpected by Sang Yu. Before many things appeared and became popular, people subconsciously never thought that they still needed such things.
Only when you experience the convenience it brings, you will understand its value.
Sang Yu picked up the small cloth bag on the table, carefully sorted it out and put it back on the table, then looked at Sang Yongnian with a smile.
"Second uncle thinks this thing is useless?"
Sang Yongnian, who had always been involved in intrigues in the business world, was not at all intimidated by her words. He replied calmly, "It's indeed useless. A purse can do the same thing. Why bother buying this cloth bag?"
What he said made sense. Ordinary people wouldn't carry much money when they went out; they could hide it in their belts, underwear, or even shoes and socks. If they had a large financial transaction, they could just go to a bank.
The wealthy people in wealthy families had it even easier. They would just hang a purse on their belts and pay for large payments themselves, while the servants around them would give them small payments.
For larger expenses, you can simply use facial recognition to record the payment, and then have the accountant come to your house to pick it up later.
Sang Yu nodded slightly: "Second uncle is right and wrong."
Sang Yongnian's expression remained unchanged, and he looked at her calmly, as if waiting for her to continue.
"I understand all the things you said, but Uncle, have you ever thought about one thing - I, this cloth bag, never intended to compete with a money bag from the beginning."
Sang Yu had seen the purse that Xie Qiujin had specially sewn for Sang Yongjing.
The one or two taels of silver she had given Sang Yongjing had been placed in his hand, pressed against his body. He had hidden it everywhere, in his waist, under his underwear, and in his shoes and socks. If he hadn't felt it was too vulgar, he would have even thought of hiding it in his crotch.
Xie Qiujin couldn't bear to see this, so after sewing winter clothes for her family, she used the remaining scraps of cloth to sew a purse for him.
It was not even as big as Sang Xinghao's palm, but Sang Yongjing accepted it as if it were a treasure and kept it hanging around his waist ever since.
Later, after arriving at Qinghuan Street, Sang Yu made a special observation. Most of those who wore purses around their waists were wealthy young men. The purses were small and exquisite, and they were filled with small change.
On the other hand, those young ladies from wealthy families are not willing to hang money bags, but prefer to hang decorations such as sachets and incense burners, showing their taste while walking in a graceful manner.
From the beginning, she had no intention of putting cross-body bags and purses into the same category to compete, but rather planned to create a new category and demand separately.
Sang Yongnian understood some of the tricks. He was originally not interested, but he sat up straighter and stared at Sang Yu with sharp eyes.
"What is Yu'er going to do?"
The fish took the bait. Sang Yu raised the corners of his lips and without keeping the secret, he tapped the table with his fingertips.
"What I brought today is just the simplest one, called a crossbody bag. As the name suggests, it's a bag that can be worn across the body, and I have dozens or even hundreds of different styles."
Having said that, she didn't continue speaking, but just smiled meaningfully at Sang Yongnian.
Thanks to the continuous innovation and progress of major clothing brands for hundreds of years, she thought of doing business in the luggage category the moment she saw the cross-body bag.
Sang Yu vaguely remembered an advertising slogan in later generations, which seemed to say that there is no woman in the world who doesn't like bags. If there is, it must be because she hasn't bought enough bags.
She couldn't remember where she heard this, but she knew that the richer people are, the more they like to compare with others.
From food, clothing, housing and transportation to the maids and servants around her, they all have to be better and more outstanding than others.
What she has to do is to open up a new market for these rich ladies who love to compare with others - luggage.
Sang Yongnian's business sense was not sharp enough to see the profits brought by luggage at a glance, but he still felt that what Sang Yu was talking about was indeed profitable.
He gently stroked the jade ring on his left thumb, thinking about how to answer so as not to lose face.
He wanted to have a hand in this matter, but he had to take the lion's share.
"Yu'er, you put it quite well, but there's no precedent after all. No one knows whether it can be accomplished or to what extent. Look..."
Sang Yongnian's words were slightly disparaging as soon as he opened his mouth, as if he was saying that he was particularly pessimistic about the prospects of this business.
If it was Sang Yongjing instead of Sang Yu sitting here, he would probably hug his thighs in the next second, crying and begging his second brother to be kind enough to invest for the sake of their brotherhood, and he would only take a small share. However, the person sitting opposite him was Sang Yu.
Hearing his derogatory words, Sang Yu was neither anxious nor annoyed. She just reached out and folded the other two bags neatly and put them back into her own bag.
After doing all this, she picked up the tea in front of her that had already gone cold and drank it all in one gulp: "Second uncle, this tea is really good." She didn't even mention the cooperation anymore.
Little fox!
Sang Yongnian cursed inwardly, wondering how his clueless brother had fathered such a cunning daughter. He had only just expressed his feelings, yet she acted like this, trying to manipulate him.
The key point is that he was really caught.
Sang Yu's description was not entirely detailed, but his keen business sense told him that if he missed the opportunity, it would be difficult to get involved again in the future.
The word "innovation" is easy to say, and it seems that every industry and every business is innovating anytime and anywhere, but it is actually extremely difficult to do.
The confidence in Sang Yu's words did not sound fake, as if she could really come up with dozens or even hundreds of new bags.
There are dozens or even hundreds of cloth shops in Lingnan City. As long as Sang Yu can come up with a dozen bag styles, she will be a guest of honor in any shop she goes to.
If this is the case, the status situation of the two of them today will be reversed in an instant, and he will have to rush to curry favor with Sang Yu.
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