Get a 75 yuan outfit without spending a penny, and also get a 100 yuan bonus for free? Is there really such a good thing in the world?
Could you be more specific?
Chu Yu smiled and explained, "I want to launch a campaign to find Emily. Emily is the code name I've chosen for suit salespeople. Anyone who signs up has a chance to become Emily and will receive a monthly salary of 100 yuan. However, there can only be one Emily; only the person with the highest sales volume can stand out and win this honor."
Fang Fang's salary was only 20 yuan, while Chu Yu, a self-employed individual, was able to offer a monthly salary of 100 yuan to attract employees. It would be a lie to say that Fang Fang was not tempted.
"What if it doesn't work?"
"Even if you don't succeed, you get a 5 yuan commission for every suit you sell. The more you sell, the more you earn. You don't need to quit your job to do this full-time; you can just do it in your spare time. You can still get money even if you don't succeed, and there is no financial loss."
Selling thousands of suits is no easy task for one person, and even if he could sell them all, Chu Yu was unwilling to invest the time and resources.
In the early 1980s, Chinese people admired Western culture. The so-called search for Emily was just a recruitment of clothing salespeople. There were no application requirements, which meant that Chu Yu found a group of people to help her sell suits for free without spending a penny.
She suffers no loss if she doesn't sell them; if she sells a suit, she can earn at least 20 yuan after deducting her sales commission.
Only after selling all the suits can she have more funds to invest in winter clothing sales, rent a storefront, open a new shop, and expand her business.
Fang Fang was eager to try. Whenever she wore a new suit, her colleagues at the factory would follow suit and buy one. A suit costing 40 yuan wasn't expensive at all, and in a large factory with over a thousand employees, selling four or five suits wouldn't be a problem. She could also bring people along if they approached her on the street asking for her address.
She would need to save up 40 yuan for almost three months, and she could easily buy the goods by selling 8 suits, so Fangfang was naturally willing to give it a try.
"I'll register now. Could you give me a sample to take to the factory so we can make a sample for everyone?"
Chu Yu wasn't afraid that Fang Fang would run away. Fang Fang looked like she worked in a factory and wouldn't give up her secure job for a piece of clothing.
"Here's a sample garment for you. If someone places an order, you can come here to pick it up."
Fang Fang had no objections. She had just finished registering when the two girls watching exchanged a glance.
"Sister, can we try it too?"
The girl was wearing the school uniform of Deyang Technical School. Girls of this age are unconventional and open to new things. Ji Kai's batch of suits came in various sizes, so even the most slender girl could wear them.
"The search for Emily is open to everyone, no deposit is required, just register with me."
Looking for Emily? The name Emily is full of fantasy, and girls are excited about it. They all want to be the stylish Emily that Chu Yu talks about, who is also imbued with the aroma of coffee.
This event, which was only verbally described by Chu Yu and didn't even have a poster, attracted more than forty people to register in just one morning.
Chu Xiang was dumbfounded. The more she looked, the more she realized that her sister was no ordinary person. She had gotten so many people to sell clothes for them without spending a single penny on a free event. If this was successful, how much money would her sister make?
Chu Yu spent the morning selling pleated skirts, and quite a few customers also inquired about suits, which she explained to each one. As she expected, due to the hot weather, suit sales weren't as brisk as pleated skirt sales; many people asked about them, many liked them, but few actually bought them.
Chu Yu wasn't in a hurry. While selling dresses, she explained the operational details of the "Find Emily" campaign to people. She didn't have a physical store, but her products were among the best in Deyang. She had previously collected deposits from customers and delivered the dresses on time. People's credit can be accumulated. Chu Yu guaranteed to pay 5 yuan for the cost of each suit, which meant she would pay 5 yuan. No one questioned whether she would renege on her promise.
At lunchtime, there weren't many people around. Chu Yu went to the side and bought a fast food meal, one for herself and one for Chu Xiang. The weather was hot, and Chu Yu didn't have much of an appetite. She chatted with her sister in a daze.
What do you plan to study in college?
Chu Xiang's grades were pretty good, but being the top student in a rural middle school wasn't anything special in Dezhong. She wasn't sure if she could get into university.
"Sis, you have too much faith in me. I'm not like you, who can get first place in the German-Chinese High School. It's hard to say whether I can even get in with my grades."
"Don't feel pressured about taking the college entrance exam. If you don't know the answer, just ask your sister. Your sister will make sure you don't fail to get into college."
Chu Xiang poked at her rice, a little embarrassed, "I don't really have a major I want to study, but I like writing articles and I'd like to study Chinese literature."
Chu Yu didn't know much about Chu Xiang, only that Chu Xiang wrote beautiful essays and had participated in newspaper essay contests and submitted articles to magazines, but none of them were accepted.
What type of articles do you like to write?
Mentioning this, Chu Xiang blushed. The female protagonist in her frivolous articles was modeled after her sister. If her sister saw this, she would beat her to death!
"No...it's nothing. I'll show it to you when I become famous."
Chu Yu didn't pressure her. Writers dislike social death the most. She didn't like her mother secretly reading her diary when she was in school either. Putting herself in her shoes, she decided to give her sister some private space.
The shop across the street had been under renovation for more than two days, and on Saturday morning it put up its sign and prepared to open for business. Several workers carried a white sign with black lettering, and Shu Aiguo and Deng Fangping peered longingly out of the glass window.
I just wanted to know what the other person did for a living.
After looking for ages, I finally spotted it, but I almost blew the roof off!
Liao's Roujiamo Shop? Isn't that just a twin brother of Shu's Roujiamo Shop?
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