When someone asked about the price of the clothes, Mu Chen grabbed his mother and left the price negotiation entirely to Lin Chuchu.
Lin Chuchu had worked in garment factories before and knew a lot about fabrics.
Looking at the dyed shirt in front of her, Lin Chuchu smiled and stated a price.
"This shirt costs 66, but if you buy a lot, we can give you a discount, making it 58 per shirt."
As soon as she finished speaking, a collective gasp rippled through the room, and the minister who had been seen earlier winked at Lin Chuchu.
The price is too high, lower it a bit.
Lin Chuchu pretended not to see it.
The clothes were delivered by the garment factory, not made by my mother. The factory manager almost fainted.
They wanted to place an order, but Lin Chuchu ruined it.
No, they recognized this person; it seemed to be Comrade Lin, who helped their factory design clothing.
Well then, let's listen to Comrade Lin.
The foreign friend's eyes lit up, "Okay, okay, I'll take 300. How about these..."
As he spoke, he picked up another item and asked Lin Chuchu for a price, which she quoted.
The factory manager of the garment factory next to him quickly picked up a pen and paper and began to take notes, mainly recording the model, quantity, and price.
The minister silently calculated that in such a short time, it seemed that more than 100,000 had been sold.
Oh no, have prices gone down elsewhere? Quickly notify all handmade items to double their prices.
A lot of orders have been completed here. Some people are envious, and some are jealous, but they dare not cause trouble. After all, there is security at the exhibition. If they cause trouble, they will be asked to leave and will not be able to participate in exhibitions in the future.
We're hosting foreign friends at the exhibition; we can't let our country down.
After asking about the clothes that were already in place, the foreign friend then began to inquire about the clothes Lin Chuchu was wearing.
"As you know, this was made by my mother herself, and the fabric and workmanship are top-notch, so the cost must include labor..."
Hearing that Lin Chuchu was trying to fool the foreign friends again, the others quickly shut up, afraid of affecting Lin Chuchu's performance.
The foreign friend nodded, "I understand, I understand. The quality of this garment is truly impeccable."
"Lin, name your price, and I'll see if it's acceptable."
Lin Chuchu hesitated for a moment, "This is spring clothing, and I can't wear it for too long. I'm worried that there might be problems with its sales. Why don't you consider summer clothing? Although we don't have any ready-made ones, we have patterns."
The foreign friend was deeply moved, saying, "Lin, you're so honest. Don't worry, since I dared to ask, I'm sure I can sell it."
Doing business with Chinese people is great; you don't have to worry about being ripped off.
The foreign friend thought to himself with delight.
But what she didn't know was that she had already been killed, and killed quite badly.
Upon hearing this, Lin Chuchu immediately laughed, "The outfit I'm wearing costs 120 yuan, and we can even customize other colors."
"But let me make this clear to you: if you need a large quantity, my mom won't be the only one making the clothes. She has some skilled workers under her, and I guarantee that every piece of clothing will be of the same quality as the clothes I'm wearing."
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