Recently, people who come to the world's first restaurant are discussing the gossip of the world's third boss and his wife!
Su Mian also booed and sighed. Jiang Qingxue can really toss about.
This time it disappeared. I don't know where to go to recharge my energy.
She must guard against it. This time she and Jiang Qingxue have a deep blood feud.
The clothing store is on the right track. Su Mian and Jing Feiyang underestimated the passenger flow in the provincial capital.
5000 clothes were bought in less than a week. Su Mian is trying to expand the store these two days.
Jing Feiyang came with a pile of design drawings in his hand.
"Beautiful sister, I'm here again!"
Su Mian didn't lift her head and continued to write and draw on the paper. Since she promised to help Zhang Jie finish the clothing store, she was ready to do a big job.
Jing Feiyang didn't see it either. He sat down opposite Su Mian and spread all the drawings in front of Su Mian. "Look, these are my new designs these days. Where do I need to improve?"
The style Su Mian helped him improve this time sold well in the provincial capital, and immediately led the trend of the provincial capital. Even people from other cities now come to the provincial capital to buy clothes.
With the rapid growth of sales, Jing Feiyang felt what a successful life is for the first time.
He also had more confidence in his own design and designed more than a dozen styles at one go.
Su Mian's eyes swept one by one from the drawing. Jing Feiyang really has talent.
Draw inferences by analogy.
Last time she added Chinese traditional elements to the clothes, each of the clothes designed by Jing Feiyang has its own characteristics.
Su Mian knocked on the table and said seriously, "Jing Feiyang, I have a proposal."
As soon as jingfeiyang heard this, he immediately gathered around Su Mian with a look of listening.
"We need to change the routine. We can't take the path of medium and low-end products. There is something called forced grid. Do you understand?"
Jing Feiyang was stunned. He was so surprised by Su Mian's words that he swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, "you mean, raise the price and improve the quality, right?"
Su Mian nodded. "I'm very optimistic about your design. I promise that pretty women will be on the international stage in less than five years. Before, in order to suppress Jiang Qingxue, I deliberately chose cheap fabrics, which made us taste the sweetness. But you shouldn't be satisfied. Your goal is to be an international brand, not only to sell well in this small city."
Of course, Jing Feiyang understands Su Mian's meaning.
"But the sales volume will be low!"
"So, you have to choose whether to sell or force. If you choose the former, you will make some money now. If you choose the latter, you may be silent for a few years, but once you become famous, you are a famous designer! Choose yourself."
The beauty of her previous life was not known until more than ten years later. Presumably, Jing Feiyang took many detours.
She can help him. Naturally, she is willing to help him, and Su Mian has talked with him. Zhang Jie's shop enjoys the privilege of giving priority to ultra-low prices.
Su Mian herself can wear beautiful women's clothes for free all her life. Think about future generations, a casual set of gifts is often tens of millions. Later, beautiful women also designed women's bags
Ah, Su Mian is excited when she thinks about it. She really makes a lot of money!
At the same time, Su Mian thought that she wanted to help anyway. It wasn't for nothing, so she felt at ease.
What Jing Feiyang lacks now is a guide.
And Su Mian knows his direction.
Jing Feiyang was silent.
He really needs money now, but he really doesn't want to compare his hard-working brand with those stall goods.
"I choose the latter!"