She was a little embarrassed. "Sister, excuse me for disturbing you."
"Oh, Meifang, you've helped me with the work all day. I don't know how to thank you and why you're disturbing me. Come in and get ready for dinner." Wu Zhiqiu pulled Wu Meifang into the house.
Tian Qingqing went to the kitchen familiarly to help get the bowls and serve the dishes.
The whole family was really exhausted and ate with big mouthfuls. The grilled fish was spicy and fresh, and the side dishes were also very delicious. Everyone's mouth was full of oil and the spicy taste was very satisfying.
"Grandpa, we can't use this stuff. It's better to make money with Brother Dong's stuff." The third brother said to the old man when he had almost finished eating.
"Business looks booming, but today's sales are only about sixteen thousand. The unit price is too low. I'm exhausted but I didn't make much." Just now, there were only him and Zhao Xiaochuan, and they sold more than two thousand in half a day. They didn't have the cost of a shop, so the profit was higher. Just selling one coat would keep them busy for half a day.
"We have almost picked out all the good styles today. If we sell them at this price tomorrow, there will be fewer people coming to us," Tian Qingqing continued.
"Master, we still have to sell high-end seasonal merchandise. People with better conditions don't even look at our stuff. They just take a look and go to the department store. We can't lose money after selling these, but we probably won't make much money either." Many problems were exposed in just one day.
Although Mr. Zhu was already very cautious, after all, it was his first time in the clothing industry and he still did not have a clear view of the market.
"After we sell all these, we will purchase goods according to Brother Dong's previous standards, and take the popular items. We will also decorate the shop according to the shop in Guangcheng." The old man sighed. Different trades have different worlds. He has been very careful, but after all, the difference is not a little bit.
"I think women's clothing sells well. Eighty percent of the clothes in department stores are women's clothes, which proves that the market demand is huge. Women's leather shoes also sell very well. Only those with good conditions buy them there. The ones we sell are bought by older people with weak purchasing power." Tian Qingqing expressed her opinion again.
Wu Meifang also praised what Miss Lu said, "Private high-end stores like these have fixed consumer groups. If one store opens a business a day, it may be enough for the store to survive for a week. I also suggest going for the high-end boutique route, but..."
Wu Meifang looked at the family and said implicitly, "To sell clothes, you still need professionals." They have men, women, young and old, wearing all kinds of clothes, and there is no pre-job training. The team is too amateur.
The third brother took out his pen and wrote down all the opinions. To do a good job, he must humbly absorb suggestions.
Seeing that the family members did not show any displeasure, Wu Meifang continued, "There are many high-end stores in Beijing now. You can go and have a look to see what kind of clothes are more suitable for our market. It is best if the women's clothing sellers are young girls who are sweet-talking and have good figures, like models, and look beautiful in clothes."
Tian Qingqing looked at her mother with her dark eyes. Whoever said that her figure was the best, she knew it was a lie. See, she also thought that people with good figures were models, not her.
Wu Meifang smiled awkwardly at the girl, "That's different. You don't have to sell clothes. You are so lucky."
Tian Qingqing: She doesn't believe a word of mine. I want to be a model! I can help my third brother sell clothes!
The third brother: You got into my stomach!
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