An Zhisu followed the girl in. The layout of the store was still the same as in her memory. The tip of her nose was filled with the cool fragrance of plum blossoms, which smelled very comfortable. The cheongsams in the store were hung neatly, and each had its own area. It could be seen that
The girl takes good care of the store.
"Miss, would you like to sit down first or talk to me first?" the girl asked after leading An Zhisu in.
An Zhisu shook his head: "No need to hand over, just tell me how much inventory there is in the store and how many customers' 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 order, An Zhisu didn't have to worry about it. After the customer ordered the cheongsam from here, all
It is tailor-made by the clothing department of Anshi Group. It will be delivered directly to your door, so even if there are unfinished orders, Anshi Group will continue to complete them.
An Zhisu is quite satisfied with the situation. She wants to close the store for the time being, so without the trouble of subsequent orders, she can just close the store and post a notice outside.
"Thank you, has An's Group settled your salary?" An Zhisu thanked him and asked.
The girl smiled and said: "After I hand over the store to you, I will go to the head office to settle the salary. Here is the key to the store. The head office has told me that everything here will be left to you."
"Okay, thank you." An Zhisu nodded.
The girl didn't stay any longer, picked up her bag, and left with her own box of belongings.
After the girl left, An Zhisu looked alone in the store. She looked at each cheongsam carefully, and her brows furrowed more and more as she looked at them. After reading them all, there were only two words in her mind.
Rating: Rubbish!
An Zhisu's anger suddenly rose. Who designed these cheongsam? The style is monotonous, the color matching is extremely ugly, and the embroidery level is still at the stage of kindergarten. Even five years ago, An Zhisu casually designed a cheongsam.
Cheongsam can also outshine any item here.
An Zhisu was so angry that she didn't want to take another look at these defective products. She looked around and couldn't find the box, so she stomped upstairs, intending to find a few empty boxes, pack up the garbage and throw it away. So
Ugly clothes are not worthy of being labeled Su Huan. Even discounting them feels like an insult to her mother.
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A luxurious private car slowly stopped at the intersection of the old street. After the car stopped, two elegantly dressed women got out. Because they were well maintained, their actual age could not be seen, only their age difference.
He looks four or five years old.
"Sister-in-law, why did you remember to come here today?" A woman who is a few years younger is named Ye Jingmei. She is holding the arm of another woman. The two sisters-in-law seem to have a good relationship.
Bai Xinci smiled elegantly: "Just take a stroll, I remember there is a cheongsam shop on this street."
"Let's look at cheongsam again, but my sister-in-law looks good in cheongsam, but I can't bring out the temperament of cheongsam. Which one is it? What's its name?" Ye Jingmei said and started looking around.
"I remember her name was Su Huan," Bai Xinci recalled.
"Su Huan? The name is quite nice." Ye Jingmei's eyes lit up as soon as she finished speaking: "Sister-in-law, look, that's it."
Bai Xinci looked along her hand, and sure enough she saw a cheongsam shop, so the aunt and sister-in-law walked over.
When the two of them came in, there was no one in the store. The aunt and sister-in-law thought that the salesperson had gone out, so they looked around casually.
Ye Jingmei doesn't understand cheongsam. In her opinion, cheongsams all look the same. She mainly watches them with Bai Xinci and helps her make reference.
"Sister-in-law, which one do you like? When the salesperson comes back, let her give it to you to try." Ye Jingmei asked after Bai Xinci looked around.
Bai Xinci's face showed disappointment, and then she shook her head.
"Didn't you like any of them?" Ye Jingmei said without knowing much: "They all look good to me. The lake blue one embroidered with gold thread flowers matches my sister-in-law's temperament very well."