"What kind of dress is this? I've never seen it before!" The woman's eyes burned with desire.
Chu Yu pulled out a pleated skirt and handed it to her. "It's normal that you haven't seen this before. This batch of my goods just arrived from the port city. It uses imported Italian machinery and imported American polyester fabric. The printing and dyeing technology is at the forefront internationally. I'm not bragging, but you can't buy this kind of see-through print even in a department store!"
The woman came from a well-off family and loved to buy clothes whenever she earned money; she could be considered one of the first generation of shopaholics.
The clothes at Deyang Department Store couldn't satisfy her, so she often used business trips as an excuse to go shopping at department stores in other cities, with Shanghai being her most frequent destination.
Even in Shanghai, you can't find a pleated skirt like this! The white skirt with different colored prints is trendy enough! And the prints are covered with a layer of tulle, making the subtle beauty most alluring!
What woman could resist such temptation?
How much is one?
"These are imported luxury goods, originally priced at over a hundred yuan. But the manufacturer went bankrupt, so I got this batch cheaply, the lowest price being 35 yuan!"
The woman's eyes darted around; 35 yuan was by no means cheap.
The dresses at Haishi Department Store cost the same price, but it's a big department store in a big city, not something a small place like Deyang can compare to.
Shouldn't street vendors be cheaper than department store vendors?
Such an exorbitant price!
"Your clothes are too expensive. I think 18 would be more reasonable."
It seems the tradition of haggling down to half price has a long history. Chu Yu smiled helplessly.
"No, not a penny less. Don't think that my place is less upscale than the department store. Go to the department store and see if they have anything like mine."
The woman glanced enviously at Chu Yu's slender waist. She could have controlled herself, but the stall owner was dressed too beautifully! The wind blew the white gauze up, making her calves look slender and long. The originally vibrant floral pattern was made to look exquisite and graceful, and it would be easy to wear with a shirt or a t-shirt.
She felt she was no less attractive than the stall owner, well, maybe a little less so. She was sure she would be just as eye-catching as the stall owner if she wore this dress.
If I don't buy this dress today, I definitely won't be able to sleep.
The woman gritted her teeth: "I'll give you 30, sell me one, and I'll come back next time."
"You don't need to waste your time haggling. I'll sell it to you if I can, but the profit margin on this dress is very low, and I can't sell it for even a penny less."
Chu Yu wouldn't lower the price by a single penny. She only had 50 pieces of stock, and there was a temple fair tomorrow. Since she wasn't worried about selling them, she certainly couldn't lower the price.
If I sell it to her for 30, and someone else says it'll be 28 another day, will Chu Yu agree?
What if someone else haggles down to 25?
If you're always thinking about making a profit and then selling it, you'll naturally lack brand recognition and won't attract repeat customers.
It would be better to set a fixed price, so that it's not cheap for anyone. No matter how high she sells it, the customers will feel at ease.
The woman didn't expect him to be so resolute. She offered another 32, but Chu Yu still didn't agree. The woman was starting to lose interest in buying it. Her monthly salary was only 30 yuan, and spending a month's salary on a dress was indeed crazy, but she had no reason not to buy it.
She was beautiful and had a good eye for shopping, so all the female workers in the factory copied her style of dressing.
She always felt like she was missing a piece of clothing in her wardrobe. This batch of clothes had just arrived, which meant that no one else had worn them yet, and she couldn't fall behind others.
"Fine! Give me one!"
She handed over the money, checked it several times, and left with a smile only after confirming there were no quality issues.
When Chu Xiang returned, Chu Yu was collecting money. She wasn't surprised at all. If she went shopping for clothes and saw a boss like her sister, she would also be unable to resist.
With looks and figure comparable to an advertising model, she's a living advertisement just by standing there. Everyone who sees her wants to be as beautiful as her sister.
"Sis, I feel like there's something strange about these pants..." Chu Xiang said, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Her usual pants are loose and baggy, and her flared jeans cling to her buttocks, making her buttocks look very perky. The calves are like small umbrellas, covering half of her shoes.
"What's strange about it? You have great legs and you're tall, flared pants suit you very well, and they would look even better in high heels!"
Chu Xiang blushed slightly as she received praise for the first time. Several young girls stared at the two sisters for a long time before swarming around them.
How much are your bell-bottoms?
Chu Yu smiled at them, "35 yuan apiece! Made with imported machines and fabrics! It's the latest style from Hong Kong!"
Jeans sell for 30 yuan a pair on the market. Young people usually have their black flared jeans made by tailors. It's rare to see flared jeans combined with denim jeans. The combination of two trendy elements makes young girls' eyes light up!
Chu Yu didn't bring a measuring tape with her, otherwise she could have taken their measurements and made recommendations. Fortunately, people these days often have clothes made, so they remember their measurements very clearly.
The three girls looked at each other, all a little hesitant.
These pants aren't cheap, but the flared design is very flattering. They hug your hips tightly and accentuate your waist. Wearing them out will definitely make you stand out!
The three men exchanged glances and chattered amongst themselves, finally pushing one of the girls forward. They then reluctantly began to haggle: "Will you sell it for 33?"
This haggling skill isn't as good as the one who charged 18 before.
Chu Yu shook her head, suppressing a laugh. She was beautiful, and her smile made the three girls blush.
Chu Yu was thirty years old at heart, and she looked at them all like her own younger sisters, so she patiently explained:
"I won't bargain for 35, and I won't give you a discount, nor will I give anyone else a discount. But if the three of you buy together, I can give you a headband or hair clip for free."
Chu Yu has a good eye; the jewelry she chooses is exceptionally stylish, unlike anything found in Deyang, and it's just as good as what celebrities in Hong Kong wear.
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