335 Mo Xiaohong's Shop
"Look, pretty girl. All the clothes in the store are 20% off. We design all the clothes ourselves and have them produced by the factory. The styles are different from those on the market. There are also small gifts for you when you come to the store. It doesn't matter if you don't buy anything..."
The sound suddenly stopped.
Gao Qinghe also felt that the person in front of him was familiar. He took a closer look and asked, "Mo Xiaohong?"
"Sister Qinghe! Why is it you?"
Mo Xiaohong was very surprised. Seeing the familiar beauty in front of her, she asked in surprise:
"Sister Qinghe, why are you also in the provincial capital?"
Gao Qinghe smiled and said, "I should be the one asking you this. Didn't you go south? When did you come back?"
She secretly looked at the girl in front of her. She was wearing casual sportswear, had short hair, delicate makeup, a large backpack on her back, and a thick stack of flyers in her hands. She looked like a young entrepreneur with a lot of enthusiasm.
Mo Xiaohong smiled embarrassedly, "I stayed in the south for two years, but I still didn't feel used to it, so I came back."
Gao Qinghe picked up the flyer that she had just handed to him but ignored.
It was a very simple piece of pink paper with black words saying "Big Opening Sale for Custom Clothing Store" and the store address.
It seems to be in the old street diagonally opposite the department store.
"Your own shop?" Gao Qinghe asked curiously.
Mo Xiaohong nodded heavily, and it was obvious that her eyes were filled with pride.
"Just opened?"
"Yeah!" Mo Xiaohong said excitedly, "My shop is different from other shops. I design and make all the clothes myself. Customers can also customize them by providing drawings. I have a small factory that I cooperate with and can help with the processing."
"However, the technology of the factories here in the provincial capital is not as good as that of the large factories in the south, so they can only make simple designs according to the drawings."
"But!" she reiterated, "If I were to do it, I could make a lot of complicated designs."
She raised the hand that didn't hold the flyer and shook it proudly. "I've been in the south for two years and have secretly learned the boss's skills."
After saying that, seeing Gao Qinghe still looking at her with a smile, Mo Xiaohong couldn't help but boldly test:
"Sister Qing He, how about we have dinner together? It's on my table. It's not far from the store. By the way, I want you to help me see if there's anything I need to improve in my store. Is that okay?"
The young man looked at her expectantly, afraid of being rejected, and deliberately showed a generous smile.
Gao Qinghe thought about it and agreed.
"Wait a moment, I'll call home and tell them."
Mo Xiaohong nodded repeatedly, and after a while she realized that she agreed. She quickly took the initiative to help Gao Qinghe get the things, smiling from ear to ear.
The two walked towards the store. There were many vegetable vendors on the old street, so Mo Xiaohong bought some vegetables.
As she led the way, she happily told Gao Qinghe about her experiences over the past two years.
When she first arrived in the south, she followed her relatives into a garment factory.
Because he had attended night school and was hardworking, he was promoted to team leader within half a year of joining the factory.
As a team leader, I don't have to go to the production line. My job is supervision and management. Through observation and learning, I gradually understood how a garment factory operates. I also participated in several clothing competitions and witnessed the diverse development of the garment industry.
I just realized that the clothes worn by the magazine models are called haute couture, which are completely different from factory goods.
Gradually, Mo Xiaohong no longer had any interest in the factory affairs.
So a year after moving south, she decisively quit her job at the garment factory and went to work as a clothing salesperson in a high-end shopping mall.
Because of her experience in clothing sales and the skills she learned from the factory, Mo Xiaohong quickly gained the trust of old customers.
Before she came back, she was already the store manager and had a good salary.
Including commission every month, the minimum salary is 3,000.
Any young person of Mo Xiaohong's age would choose to continue working for a few more years while they are still young.
To be more realistic, if you are lucky enough to find a rich man, it is not impossible to achieve class transition directly.
Mo Xiaohong had encountered such temptation before.
A rural girl like her, as long as she is a little bit pretty, can easily be noticed by big bosses.
Because they come from poor families, have never seen the world, are naive and greedy, they are easily hooked as long as you spend a little money.
Mo Xiaohong didn't dare to say that she could withstand such a test. She was just luckier than others and had never encountered such a relentless big boss.
Moreover, she would never be anyone's mistress; this was her bottom line.
What others give you is not as reassuring as what you own.
She just wanted a clothing store of her own where she could turn her fantastic ideas into reality, let them blossom, and meet people who were willing to appreciate them.
Thinking of this, Mo Xiaohong couldn't help but think of someone.
She was grateful to that person because she had received pure love from him, so she could easily see through the false love.
Without him, there would be no Mo Xiaohong today.
"Xiaohong, do your family know you're back?"
Gao Qinghe did not miss the regret that flashed across Mo Xiaohong's face and asked tentatively.
Mo Xiaohong was stunned for a moment before she shook her head and said with a wry smile, "No, only my second sister knows that I'm back. She graduated from technical secondary school last year and is now a teacher at Lin County Primary School."
Gao Qinghe nodded. It turned out that her family had finally found someone to support her. No wonder she felt that the heavy sadness on Mo Xiaohong's body disappeared when she met her this time, and she became much more relaxed.
"Where are the other sisters?" Gao Qinghe was not gossiping, but was just concerned about whether she had someone to share the burden with so that she could relax a little.
When Mo Xiaohong mentioned her sisters, she smiled more.
She said: "My third and fourth sisters are both in school. My second sister and I have agreed that as long as they can continue to study, we will support them to continue their studies."
"Well, it will get better and better in the future."
Gao Qinghe gave her an encouraging smile, and suddenly saw the stitching on the zipper of Mo Xiaohong's backpack, and said to her distressedly:
"Don't just think about your sisters, be nice to yourself too."
"Yes!" Mo Xiaohong nodded heavily. She would.
"We're here. This is it."
The two stopped in front of a small shop with an opening of less than three meters. Mo Xiaohong shyly introduced to Gao Qinghe that this was her clothing store.
In fact, in Gao Qinghe's opinion, this small clothing store in front of him, which is complicated yet orderly, is more appropriately called a private studio.
It can be seen that Mo Xiaohong decorated the shop with great care.
The first thing you see is the large floor-to-ceiling glass window at the entrance of the store, decorated with wooden grilles at the bottom. Two mannequins stand inside, wearing low-saturation color minimalist style that is completely different from the current popular style.
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