Before entering the factory, Yun Ningyan even strolled around the streets with Huo Junshan, but she didn't find any clothes that matched theirs.
This means that those people haven't made it yet.
They can sell another batch in the next few days.
After meeting Yang Dasheng and getting their clothes, the three of them headed straight to the spot they had visited several times before.
They started selling clothes at a stall.
This time it went very smoothly again; all 500 pieces of clothing sold out in less than half a day.
After a quick lunch, they continued setting up their stall.
As a result, several stylishly dressed middle-aged women arrived in the afternoon.
Two men also came with them.
They observed the clothes of the crowd for a long time.
He only came over to speak after almost everyone had left.
"I'd like to ask, did you make these clothes yourselves?"
Yun Ningyan nodded, her heart filled with joy; this was a big business opportunity.
She smiled and said, "What's wrong? Is there a problem? These are clothes produced by our factory."
Several people were whispering to each other, and it was unclear what they were saying.
The woman who seemed to be the leader said, "Did you design these clothes yourselves?"
Yun Ningyan nodded: "It was my design."
The group laughed and said, "Can we find somewhere to talk? There are too many people here, it's not convenient."
Huo Junshan was worried, so he handed the stall over to Yang Dasheng to watch over, and then went with Yun Ningyan and the others to the square not far away.
The woman in the lead spoke first: "We want to buy your clothing design sketches; the price is negotiable."
Huo Junshan immediately asked, "We don't sell the design drawings, but we can still discuss the business."
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