Chapter 9: Not a single one I like
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An Zhisu followed the girl in. The layout of the store was the same as she remembered. The tip of her nose was filled with the cool plum fragrance, which was very comfortable. The cheongsams in the store were hung neatly, each with its own area. It was obvious that the girl managed the store very well.
"Miss, would you like to sit down for a while or hand over to me first?" The girl asked after leading An Zhisu in.
An Zhisu shook her head: "No need to hand over. Just tell me how much inventory is left in the store and how many customer orders have not been completed."
The girl nodded and introduced Su Huan's current situation to An Zhisu. The only inventory in the store was the samples displayed in the store. As for the orders, An Zhisu didn't have to worry about it. After customers ordered cheongsams from here, they were all tailored by the clothing department of An's Group. They would deliver the goods directly to the door, so even if there were unfinished orders, An's Group would continue to complete them.
An Zhisu was quite satisfied with the situation. She was going to close the store temporarily, so there was no trouble with subsequent orders. She could just close the store and post a notice outside.
"Thank you, has An's Group settled your salary?" An Zhisu thanked her and asked.
The girl smiled and said, "After I hand over the store to you, I will go to the head office to settle my salary. Here is the key to the store. The head office has told me that everything here is left to you."
"Okay, thank you." An Zhisu nodded.
The girl did not stay any longer, took her bag, and left with her own box of belongings.
After the girl left, An Zhisu looked around the store alone. She looked at every cheongsam carefully, and the more she looked, the more she frowned. After she finished looking at them all, there was only two words in her mind: garbage!
An Zhisu's anger rose up. Who designed these cheongsams? The style is monotonous, the color matching is ugly, and the embroidery level is still at the kindergarten stage. Even if An Zhisu had designed a cheongsam five years ago, it would have been better than any other one here.
An Zhisu was so angry that she didn't want to look at these inferior products any more. She looked around but couldn't find a box, so she went upstairs and planned to find a few empty boxes to pack these garbage and throw them away. Such ugly clothes are not worthy of being labeled as Su Huan. Even the discount was an insult to her mother.
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A luxurious private car slowly stopped at the entrance of the old street. After the car stopped, two elegantly dressed women got out. Because they were well maintained, their actual ages could not be seen. They only looked four or five years apart.
"Sister-in-law, why did you think of coming here to shop today?" The woman who was a few years younger was called Ye Jingmei. She was holding the arm of another woman. The two sisters-in-law seemed to have a good relationship.
Bai Xinci smiled elegantly: "Just strolling around, I remember there is a cheongsam store on this street."
"Looking at cheongsams again, but sister-in-law looks good in cheongsams, but I can't wear cheongsams. Which one? What's the name?" Ye Jingmei said and started looking around.
"I remember it seems to be called Su Huan." Bai Xinci recalled.
"Su Huan? The name is quite nice." As soon as Ye Jingmei finished speaking, her eyes lit up: "Sister-in-law, look, isn't that it."
Bai Xinci looked in the direction of her hand, and sure enough, she saw a cheongsam store, so the sister-in-law and the sister-in-law walked over.
When the two came in, there was no one in the store. The sister-in-law and the sister-in-law thought that the salesperson had gone out, so they looked at it casually.
Ye Jingmei didn't understand cheongsams. In her opinion, cheongsams all look the same. She mainly accompanied Bai Xinci to look and helped her with reference.
"Sister-in-law, which one do you like? Wait for the salesperson to come back and ask her to give it to you to try." Ye Jingmei asked after Bai Xinci looked around.
Bai Xinci showed disappointment on her face, and then shook her head.
"You didn't like any of them?" Ye Jingmei said, not knowing much about the business: "I think they are all good. The lake blue one with gold thread flowers embroidered on it matches your temperament very well."
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