“I need a large quantity, and I can’t go through department stores, so I have to consider my costs. How about eight yuan? If it’s okay, give me five thousand yuan worth of goods.”
Wei Yandan looked at Jiang Xiaoyan, gave her a wink, and said, "President Jiang, this is your decision."
Jiang Xiaoyan sighed awkwardly, her acting was indeed a bit exaggerated. After a moment of contemplation, she said, "Alright, practice makes perfect. Let's just consider this a chance to make friends. I'll make my first sale and give you a referral."
The people watching were muttering to themselves, "It's sold already?"
Five or six people came in one afternoon, and 40,000 yuan worth of goods were sold. This business was so easy to do that many people were wondering about it.
The next day, even more people came to buy goods, and 90,000 yuan was sold in just one morning. This sales speed caused a sensation and made many people envious.
However, many people feel there's something wrong with it; it's selling too well and it's too simple.
In the afternoon, someone started putting up the exact same brand and selling Dior lipsticks that had been fished out of the sea. Some people came to inquire, but after taking one look at the goods, they shook their heads and said that their goods were not quite right.
The people at the cosmetics market are quick; they produced lipsticks with the same Dior logo within an hour. The problem was, they couldn't get the plastic wrapping, and they couldn't understand the English on it.
I contacted several translation agencies, but they only handle translations and don't really understand what's written on imported cosmetics or the anti-counterfeiting labels.
This has caused quite a bit of trouble for many people, but there are still some clever ones who just buy a Huasha lipstick and copy it when they get back.
Jiang Xiaoyan wasn't stupid. She directly refused those who came to buy goods worth a few hundred yuan, offering a minimum of five thousand yuan, and ultimately sold goods worth fifteen thousand yuan.
As evening fell, Jiang Xiaoyan returned home and happily told Lu Feng, "It's sold! We sold 15,000 yuan worth of goods. Our original cost was two yuan, and the retail price was only seven yuan, but we sold it directly at the wholesale price of eight yuan."
"Who bought it?" Lu Feng asked, puzzled.
“It must be a merchant in the cosmetics market. We’ve already attracted a lot of attention. Many people in the market are using the same brand, and there are even more counterfeiters,” Wei Yandan said.
Lu Feng frowned slightly and said, "Tomorrow, buy back those goods worth 15,000 for 30,000."
"Huh? Thirty thousand?" Jiang Xiaoyan was dumbfounded. She had finally managed to sell it, so how could she have to pay extra to buy it back? She said, "They bought it to study the English on the outer plastic packaging. It's useless to them; they just copied it down."
“That’s why we need to buy them back. Everything printed on our machines has its own little mark, which makes it seem like we have something unique. Otherwise, it will become rampant.” Lu Feng pondered for a moment and said, “Let’s start building momentum, creating a larger market, and making sure someone will be willing to pay a higher price for it.”
"I see!"
The next day, some young women started appearing in the mall again. These women had sharp eyes and a unique ability to distinguish luxury goods, and they were all quite beautiful.
I chatted with the merchants here, and they said they deal in high-end luxury goods, which they sell specifically to the wealthy. They have their own channels and their sales are quite good.
These small factories couldn't sell a single item of their own production, but the items they bought from Huasha were all sold. This made many people wonder why they couldn't sell their products, since they had made all kinds of fakes and produced them exactly as they were.
For a time, Jiang Xiaoyan's counter was incredibly successful, selling tens of thousands of yuan worth of goods every day. How could such an incredible sales capacity not make people envious?
Everyone here pays attention to local fashion magazines, which contain a lot of news. However, the latest buzz is that a cosmetics market is rumored to be opening in the north.
And it's about opening a brand-name counter!
As soon as this news spread, some people started to get their hands on it. They all knew that Huasha was a counterfeiter, and that Dior's lipstick sticks were good enough to fool the real thing. If they could get their hands on a counter at a brand store in the north and also get Huasha's counterfeiting technology, they could definitely become rich overnight!
The story of the Northern Brand Cosmetics City has only been mentioned subtly by some magazines, but it has been circulating within the cosmetics city for several years.
As mentioned above, you need a certain amount of capital and a large quantity of goods as a guarantee. Once you get there, you can go the route of brand wholesale.
Zhao Yanran would stroll around the Huasha counter every day, standing at a distance and watching. Now she had lost her appetite and her sleep.
I just can't understand it. If someone has incredible luck, they can make a fortune no matter what.
Now, retrieving containers from the sea has become a marketing highlight for the entire cosmetics market. No matter what kind of cosmetics they are, you'd be embarrassed to sell them if they weren't retrieved from the sea.
Zhao Yanran flipped through the magazine in front of her, then suddenly slapped her thigh and muttered to herself, "I'm going to have a really good year. I'll pull off a big one. Huasha definitely won't sell me the counterfeiting technology, but I can buy the goods directly and then ship them to the cosmetics market in the north to sell!"
Zhao Yanran wasn't the only one who thought this way; many people saw it as a get-rich-quick opportunity, unaware that they had already fallen into a trap.
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