Marcus clapped: "So beautiful!"
A glint of admiration flashed in Isabella's eyes, but she quickly concealed it: "Ms. Chen, you are very suitable to be a model."
Chen Qing chuckled, "Thank you for the compliment."
Isabella choked on her sarcastic remark.
Chen Qing confidently and calmly displayed her clothes: "As you can see, our clothing designs are no less impressive than those displayed in your luxury brand windows. I can't guarantee you'll make a fortune by working with me, but at least you won't lose money."
Isabella leaned back casually, exuding an aura of natural home advantage, and a kind reminder: "Ms. Chen, I must say frankly, our country's fashion market has been defined by the two most romantic countries in the world. Consumers here, especially those with purchasing power, value the history and lineage of brands. They usually buy Oriental-style items at themed parties as a novelty and embellishment."
Chen Qing nodded.
She strongly agreed.
A brand's rich history and noble lineage give its clothes a unique charm, as if wearing this brand automatically elevates one to the status of an aristocrat.
Seeing her composed demeanor, Isabella leaned forward slightly and said in a tone that was both sincere and insulting, "I understand your desire to open up the market."
But perhaps it would be more practical to target your customers to those who have a budget-friendly interest in exoticism, or to nostalgic immigrants in the Chinese community.
But you want to enter a high-end department store?!
It requires more than just skill; it also requires taste and status recognized by the mainstream fashion industry.
This usually requires the accumulation of several generations.
You come from a place where even the basic fashion industry is underdeveloped. What makes you think your products can succeed here? Just because they're cheaper?
Wang Weiqiang and Liu Fenghua immediately lowered their heads, wishing they could disappear into the ground.
Wang Weiqiang felt so humiliated that he wanted to disappear and just wanted to escape back to China.
Liu Fenghua was furious that Chen Qing had embarrassed him, especially in front of two prominent figures from the beautiful country!
Marcus watched Chen Qing with a leisurely air, admiring her beauty and hoping to see her humility.
Chen Qing's eyes were calm. "Ms. Isabella, you are right. The world's attention to fashion is focused on two countries: one with high-end workshops and unparalleled craftsmanship, and the other that defines the modern silhouette. Their beauty is universally acknowledged, it is beauty written in textbooks. But what you are talking about is their classics, their traditions, while my designs are oriented towards the future."
The woman at the front did not feel humiliated and indignant, nor did she passionately refute her. Instead, she agreed with her idea. Isabella frowned slightly, but her posture became more serious.
Seeing Isabella's eyes become serious, Chen Qing walked towards her while speaking, "Traditional women's suits, in pursuit of so-called power, crudely padded the shoulders and tightened the waistline, stuffing a woman into a man's armor."
But my suit follows the Eastern philosophy of 'people-oriented'.
The shoulders are treated more softly and naturally, and the waistline is lowered, visually lengthening the leg lines.
Most importantly, the lining has been redesigned to provide ample room for movement under the armpits and back.
"Ensuring that a professional woman can maintain her elegance even after a long day in it, rather than feeling stiff and constrained like she's wearing torture devices."
Chen Qing approached Isabella, leaning closer to her with one hand on the table, his captivating eyes sparkling. "Look," he said, "even when I make this movement, the coat won't deform significantly. This isn't just a suit; it's a battle armor designed for successful women. If it were you, would you like it?"
Isabella looked up to meet Chen Qing's gaze, her heart pounding, her pupils widening in shock. "You...you..."
Chen Qinghong smiled and said, "Believe me, once you put on my clothes, you'll fall in love with them. As for quality and lineage, royalty and nobility can all be used to enhance our clothing. Whatever you're after, I can provide it for you. How about it?"
The three men were dumbfounded!
Isabella had never experienced the suffocating feeling that beauty could bring to a human being.
Chen Qing smiled and stood still: "As for sportswear, I can talk to everyone about that too."
She went to get her sportswear.
Isabella finally breathed a sigh of relief, her cheeks even felt a little hot – a soul-stirring sensation that no amount of youthful flesh could provide.
Marcus suddenly regretted it, thinking he shouldn't have called Isabella.
He should have been the one so close to Chen Qing!
Chen Qing took out sportswear that everyone was familiar with, saying, "You two should be familiar with the sportswear category. We are the most popular sportswear brand globally."
First of all, our fabric is specially made, which is more breathable, more moisture-wicking and perspiration-absorbing than those on the market, and has excellent wrinkle resistance.
Most importantly, we strive to improve leg shape while ensuring athletic performance.
Sportswear is mainly divided into two types: fashionable styles that are popular among teenagers, and sportswear that can be worn daily and used for exercise.
Both of our product categories offer highly popular clothing, and we are also one of the world's leading manufacturers in exploring the functionality of sportswear.
I believe you can already understand the global influence of our sportswear without me needing to elaborate.
Isabella and Marcus looked at the woman in the suit in front of them. Her face was calm, like a natural leader. She stood at the front and spoke eloquently, with a generous and confident demeanor.
After introducing the products, Chen Qing sat down and said, "Trust me, I won't let you down."
She's vying for a location in the city center, and whether she gets it depends on the choices of these two men.
Both men were starting to waver, but Marcus said, "We need to discuss this internally."
Chen Qing smiled and said, "Of course, we also have a gift for you two."
She took out two suits that were specially made for them and gave them away as gifts.
Finally, he smiled at them and said, "I look forward to seeing you again."
Marcus: "See you next time."
Isabella: "...See you next time."
Chen Qing left with Liu Fenghua and Wang Weiqiang.
Inside the elevator, Chen Qing's face darkened.
Liu Fenghua continued to grumble, "Chen Qing, I'm not trying to criticize you, but as a Chinese person, how could you seduce a businessman? Have you no shame?! You act all high and mighty in our country, but when you're scolded abroad, you speak politely. You're so obsessed with foreign things, why don't you just marry a foreigner? Do you know how much your actions have disgraced our country? I'm truly ashamed of my compatriots like you!"
Seeing that the factory director remained silent, Wang Weiqiang wanted to scold him but was afraid of delaying things.
The elevator arrived at the first floor, and everyone got back onto the bus.
The car was completely silent. (End of Chapter)
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