As Liu Wan said, Yang Qinglin made great efforts to produce cropped trousers, but they were robbed as soon as they were sold.
Nowadays, the mainstream bottoms are still real trousers. People do not have the concept of cropped trousers and big pants. Most people still prefer conservative trousers.
But times are different now.
People are getting bolder in their dressing styles, and as the weather gets hotter, Yang Qinglin’s cropped pants were snapped up as soon as they went online.
When Yang Qinglin's cropped pants were selling out, Ye Yun and Chen Zhenxing came to the department store.
Baiyun Garment Factory also has a counter in the department store, but it was suppressed too hard by Qingshan Garment Factory. In addition, Chen Zhenxing was unable to pay wages, so the counter was unattended and closed six months ago.
Ye Yun and Chen Zhenxing opened the curtain, and there was already a thick layer of dust inside the counter.
There are still a few pieces of clothing scattered on the wall. The old models from a few years ago are covered with spider webs. It reminds people of the time when there were many customers. The scene in front of them is sad.
Chen Zhenxing sighed heavily, silently picked up the clothes pole and took down the clothes on the wall.
"When I couldn't pay the workers' wages, I asked them to take the clothes home to pay off their debts. These clothes were probably too ugly and they were rejected, so no one took them home." He patted the clothes lightly. Dust, muttering silently.
Ye Yun looked at him.
He may have thought of the old store, which was so clean and tidy. People walked into the store with the joy of buying new clothes, and then left with a satisfied smile.
But the prosperity has come to an end, leaving only a layer of dust and countless spider webs.
Only one word came to mind: devastation.
Suddenly there was a burst of lively shouting outside.
Crowded and panic buying, the counter of Qingshan Garment Factory opposite was packed with people trying to grab cropped trousers.
Yang Qinglin sells a pair of cropped pants for five yuan, two pairs for eight yuan, and three pairs for ten yuan, which greatly stimulates people's consumer psychology of taking advantage of small things.
Looking at the crowded Qingshan store opposite, Chen Zhenxing's eyes turned red.
"Boss Ye, I'm so sad..." Chen Zhenxing was so aggrieved that he stared at the shop full of people opposite, his eyes almost burning.
Angry, and indeed sad.
If it was his Baiyun Garment Factory that made the cropped trousers, would it have turned over?
"Why are you anxious?" Ye Yun sighed, raised her eyelids and glanced at him with disgust.
Chen Zhenxing felt extremely aggrieved after being disliked. He rubbed his hands and lowered his head in confusion, saying, "I just don't understand why you let that despicable Yang Qinglin produce cropped pants, which are obviously yours."
"Ok, I know."
"Aren't you angry?" Seeing her calm face, Chen Zhenxing opened his mouth in surprise, "Boss Ye, if you are willing, I will run over now and tell them that Yang Qinglin stole your clothes and he is a villain. !”
Ye Yun smiled.
"Director Chen, sometimes I quite like your character. You are so naive." She glanced at Chen Zhenxing with a smile and went to the counter.
Chen Zhenxing looked confused, "Boss Ye, are you praising me?"
"yes."
"..."
Chen Zhenxing clicked his tongue. Doesn't this sound credible?
"Boss Ye, I'm still not convinced. Please find a way for me. I can't let Yang Qinglin, my grandson, be so proud!" Chen Zhenxing hurriedly followed her, looking forward to it.
Ye Yun chuckled, "No way."
"What?"
Chen Zhenxing couldn't accept it.
He sighed heavily, "What kind of world is this..."
"Don't worry, let the bullets fly for a while."
Ye Yun looked at the store and had a plan in mind. She patted his shoulder and said seriously: "Director Chen, it's time to reopen this store!"
