Xu Mingwan, who was standing next to her, quickly grabbed her hand and asked in a low voice, "Sister-in-law, what if there are too many? We might not be able to sell them all."
The shop owner, who was about to go to the warehouse to get clothes, couldn't help but laugh when he heard Xu Mingwan's words. He comforted her, "Don't worry, sister. Business is still very good in our market. There aren't many left. If you want more, you won't get any!"
Xu Mingwan smiled sheepishly, "I really didn't know. By the way, which floor does the children's clothing store have on?"
"The children's clothes are on the third floor. They're getting new stock right now, and they're probably clearing out long-sleeved shirts and such. You can go take a look."
Xu Mingwan wanted to buy some clothes for Panpan and Linlin, so he dragged Zhang Xuemei straight to the third floor.
Children's clothes are so small, and I always feel that every piece is so cute, especially the ones for little girls like Linlin. They're so tiny and soft, so I couldn't resist buying a few more.
When Zhang Xuemei and the others returned to the first floor, the clothes had already been piled up and placed to the side. When Boss Yang saw them come down, he pointed to the side and said, "Girl, look, I've sorted out all the clothes for you. Take a look."
Zhang Xuemei nodded, stepped forward, opened the black bag, took out a few items and checked them; there were no major problems.
"Sister Yang, how many pieces of clothing are there in total?" The short-sleeved shirts were small and didn't take up much space, so she couldn't estimate the number right away.
Boss Yang handed over a notebook. "Here, I've written it all down. Look, there are 2,342 women's short-sleeved shirts. There are fewer men's shirts, only 1,320. Don't worry, we've removed the bad ones."
Zhang Xuemei glanced at the notebook and quickly calculated in her mind that there were 3,662 items in total, and the cost would be around 14,000 yuan.
"Oh, by the way, miss, do you want some men's vests? I'll give you a discount, two yuan apiece." When Boss Yang was rummaging through the warehouse, he found about thirty vests left over from the year before last, and he didn't know how they had been left behind.
Before Zhang Xuemei could speak, Xu Mingwan said, "Boss, that's not right. Short-sleeved shirts are only 3.8 yuan each, but vests are 2 yuan, which is too expensive."
"Oh dear, I'm really losing money. I was just trying to clear out the warehouse. Oh well, there weren't many anyway. I'll give you one dollar and fifty cents. I counted and there are only thirty-four pieces. You can give me fifty."
"Okay, I'll write it down." Zhang Xuemei took out a pen from her pocket and wrote it down.
In this way, Zhang Xuemei spent the whole morning buying nearly 17,000 yuan worth of goods at clearance prices, which was quite a large purchase.
Since the goods came from multiple suppliers, it was quite troublesome for each supplier to pay. Everyone entrusted Boss Yang to collect the money in one go, and they would then divide it among themselves, which saved Zhang Xuemei a lot of trouble.
Boss Yang was relieved after confirming that she had received the money. After all, this wasn't just her company's goods, so she had to be careful.
Xu Mingwan looked at the large pile of black bags on the open ground outside and was a little worried. "Sister-in-law, how are we going to get all these clothes back?" They couldn't just take the bus back, could they? The driver would definitely kick them off.
Mr. Yang had already thought of this problem. Seeing that they didn't seem to have driven, he smiled and asked, "How about I call you a car? They're all used for transporting goods here, so the price will definitely be cheaper than if you call one yourself."
Zhang Xuemei originally intended to call a car herself, but since Boss Yang offered to help her call one, she accepted the favor.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Yang. I'll come back to you if it sells well."
"Haha, I can have the full-price items, but I don't have anything this cheap here anymore," Boss Yang joked. She only makes a profit when she buys full-price goods; she loses money when she clears out stock like today, so naturally she doesn't want to do that again.
Zhang Xuemei responded with a smile, "Yes, yes, we'll always have opportunities to collaborate."
"Okay, I'll call a car for you. You wait here for a while." Soon she brought over a middle-aged man, paid him sixty yuan, and took him and his goods back. She then paid an extra five yuan to have the driver unload the goods.
Xu Mingwan was worried that her house might not be able to store so many clothes, but Zhang Xuemei gave the driver an address and took them directly to a clothing retail market not far from her home.
"Third Sister-in-law, when did you find this shop? I had no idea! You've moved so fast!" Xu Mingwan carefully examined the empty shop, which was about twenty square meters in size. The floor was covered with white tiles, and the walls were painted snow-white. Apart from some dust and trash on the floor, everything else was fine.
Zhang Xuemei handed her a broom. "The previous family moved out just a few days ago, so the place is a bit dirty. I just happened to leave a broom and a mop. I'll go get some water. Someone should be coming to deliver two flower trucks later. You can have them carry them in."
"Float? What is a float?" Xu Mingwan really didn't know what a float looked like or what it was used for.
"Yes, it's a rectangular tabletop on top, with some depth, and you can put some goods underneath. It has wheels underneath so it can slide back and forth easily. You'll see when you see it." Although Zhang Xuemei knew what it looked like, she couldn't describe it in a moment and could only give a general description.
The water collection point was conveniently located in the market's restrooms, a bit of a distance from Zhang Xuemei's rented shop. By the time she returned with the water, the flower cart had already arrived.
"Sister-in-law, they delivered it as soon as you left. Take a look and see if it's okay?" Xu Mingwan didn't understand this thing either, and was afraid that it might be broken.
Zhang Xuemei put down the bucket of water in her hand and tried pushing the float forward. Hmm, it's quite smooth, so there shouldn't be any problem.
So he directed Xiaowan to clean the float inside and out, while he swept and mopped the floor, making sure it was clean.
"Hey, you rented this shop? How much did you pay for it? What do you sell?" A middle-aged woman stood outside the shop, her small eyes peering inside as if trying to see through the black bag to its contents.
Hearing this, Zhang Xuemei raised her head and replied with a smile, "Big sister, what are you talking about? What else can you sell in this clothing market? It's all just clothes."
Zhao Fenglai pursed her lips, saying nothing at all. She looked around her shop, and seeing no one there, she walked directly into Zhang Xuemei's shop.
“Your place is completely empty, not even a clothes rack. This isn’t how you do business. You young people just follow trends, thinking clothes sell well, but it really depends on the people you meet.”
Look, that girl who worked at your shop before just jumped right in, but she ran away after only a few months. I heard she lost tens of thousands of yuan!
Upon hearing this, Xu Mingwan was displeased. What did he mean? Saying this directly in front of them, was he cursing them to lose money as well?
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