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Chapter 187 This is also believed to be true?

Chaoqi's works are aimed at Hanfu enthusiasts, and her performance of 100 million is already quite outstanding in the fashion brand market.

Zhao Fangya's voice suddenly sounded, and she covered her mouth and snickered, "Isn't this performance too bad? My family's group has a monthly turnover of several billion."

One hundred million? Children are playing house.

"Qingluo, the Bai family and the Luo family can still afford to support you for free, and you need to be busy every day, but only for this mere 100 million?"

Zhao Fangya wanted to laugh wildly, but because Bai Boshan was right next to her, she didn't dare to be too wild.

Bai Boshan couldn't help but frown when he heard this number. He wanted to ask why but was worried about hurting Bai Qingluo's self-esteem.

Bai Qingluo took out a tissue, wiped her mouth slowly, and then smiled at Zhao Fangya and said: "Aunt Zhao, that's why I said you have no business experience and are not qualified to teach me."

"Although the sales volume is only 100 million, most of the orders in the Hanfu market are currently in the hands of Chao Qi."

"Not to mention full ten points, but eight or nine points."

If a company occupies more than 80% of the market share, it is already an oligopoly.

Isn't this performance good enough?

"So for a layman to watch the excitement, it is easy to be embarrassed and very boring if he opens his mouth. It is better for Aunt Zhao to keep her mouth shut and concentrate on eating."

Zhao Fanghua's hands immediately grasped her skirt.

Bai Qingluo caught a glimpse of it from the corner of her eye, sneered, and made no further comments.

Zhao Fangya has always had this ability, which is not enough.

"Why are you back?"

Bai Qingluo continued to eat slowly when she heard a voice.

I turned my head and saw that Bai Qingshu was back.

Compared to the last time we met, his youthful face was much thinner, more angular, and looked more mature.

Bai Qingshu glanced at her indifferently and sat next to Zhao Fangya.

"Xiaoshu, didn't I call you and tell you that my sister will be back for dinner today? Why did you arrive so late?"

Looking at the tired look on his face, you can also see that he has put a lot of thought into working on his family's antique business.

Bai Qingluo looked away and ate her own food.

"Hurry up and sit down and have a bowl of soup. My mother made this duck soup specially for you. You were so cute when you were a kid."

No wonder Bai Qingluo thought today's duck soup was particularly sweet.

It turned out that Zhao Fangyuan specially prepared it for her son.

She gently put down her bowl and took out another paper towel.

Today's meal is almost finished, it's time to go back.

"Why didn't you say anything? A daughter is a daughter, but a son is no longer a son? You said you wanted to give me some advice on the business, so I called Xiaoshu back."

"Why don't you talk now that your son is back?"

The veins on Bai Boshan's forehead twitched.

Before she could speak, Bai Qingshu spoke first, "I heard you. Didn't you just talk about your sister Chaoqi's achievements?"

"Yes, you should learn more from your sister, and you can capture 80 to 90 percent of the Hanfu market at a young age."

"How is that possible?!"

Bai Qingshu:!!

He opened his eyes wide and frowned, almost unable to believe what he was hearing.

Bai Boshan smiled happily and put a few more bites of vegetables into the bowl of white green radish.

Bai Qingluo happily accepted.

"Why is it impossible? Chaoqi's success is obvious to all. You can check it out."

Bai Boshan withdrew his gaze and glanced sideways at his son.

Ye za hu hu, short-sighted, unstable.

Compared with Baiqingluo, it is like heaven and earth.

Bai Qingshu stared blankly, then muttered a few words.

"How long has Chaoqi been established? Anyway, I don't believe that a girl can run the company so well."

"It's probably because of Mr. Luo that Chao Qi is where she is today."

Bai Qingluo put down her chopsticks, and the chopsticks collided with the bowl and chopsticks, making a crisp sound, which was particularly obvious on the quiet dinner table.

There was dissatisfaction between his eyebrows, but he was quickly relieved.

Indeed, I learned a lot of experience from Luo Yanchen before I managed Chaoqi.

It can be said that without Luo Yanchen, she would know nothing about managing a modern company.

Thinking about it this way, Bai Qingshu thought that it was only because of Luo Yanchen that she could be where Chao Qi is today, which was quite good.

However, Chaoqi's current heights cannot be achieved overnight.

Every success of Chaoqi is inseparable from her management and the efforts of every employee. It cannot be summed up by simply relying on others.

"Even if you rely on it, you still have something to rely on. You can't compare to you who rests on the big tree of the Bai family to enjoy the shade."

She glanced at Bai Qingshu briefly, and her cold and terrifying aura forced him to stop speculating.

When Zhao Fanghua saw her son being stunned, she immediately asked, "If I hadn't hugged Mr. Luo's thigh, how could Chaoqi be where he is today? What's not to admit?"

Bai Qingluo glanced at the other party, the look in her eyes was like a sharp sword, which was frightening.

Seeing Zhao Fangyuan cover her heart, Bai Qingluo smiled coldly and said: "Since Aunt Zhao thinks that hugging her thighs can create a leader in the current field, why not let Xiaoshu also learn from it? Why is it that in the Bai family, there is such an outstanding person as my father?

Seniors are ahead of you, but you still have to take so many detours?"

"Is success achieved through relying on others worth being so arrogant on your part?"

Bai Qingshu couldn't help but slapped the table and stood up.

Bai Qingluo didn't feel dissatisfied, she just smiled slightly, took the handkerchief on the table and wiped her fingers slowly, "Chaoqi is indeed where she is today with the help of Mr. Luo, but she still needs a child to teach her."

What Bai Qingluo said was profound, and the look she looked at Bai Qingshu was extremely disdainful.

Bai Qingshu pursed her lips tightly and stopped talking.

"I'm going back today. Yanchen promised to pick me up, and it's almost time."

Bai Qingluo pretended to look at the time, stood up and left.

She didn't say it directly, she just received Luo Yanchen's message temporarily.

"Isn't that just right? You and Yanchen can stay here today. It's rare to go home, so don't be in a hurry to go back."

Bai Boshan asked to stay, and wanted to spend more time with his daughter.

But Bai Qingluo had no intention of staying.

Today's meal was not too bad, but it was not pleasant either.

"My daughter still wants to hug Yanchen's thigh. Only with his help can Chao Qi develop better. If she stays here, that's for now. I'll say goodbye first."

After saying that, he turned around and left without stopping any longer.

Although Bai Boshan was reluctant to leave, he could only let Bai Qingluo go back first.

After delivering it to the door and watching Bai Qingluo get into the car, he could return to the dinner table with confidence.

Zhao Fanghua was still picking up food for the depressed Bai Qingshu, "Eat more. It's rare to go home, so don't be polite to mom."

"Why don't I see you doing this to Qingluo?"

Bai Boshan's face darkened, anger already emerging.

Bai Qingshu raised his head blankly: "Dad, do you think what my sister said is true?"


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