Wanjin Lady

Chapter 399 Response
The wind from Chunri Tower was blowing stronger and stronger in Bozhou City. Hongmei was bored and was planning to make some money at the counter. When she looked up, she saw Sister Qian from the store walking towards her hesitantly. She looked as if she was in love and didn't dare to look Hongmei in the eye.

Hongmei's hands moved the abacus faster, "Sister Qian is leaving too?"

Hongmei raised her eyelids, her eyes cold and gloomy. "If you want to leave, go ahead. The Red Mansion is too small to accommodate all of you true Buddhas. But I also want to remind you, once you leave... don't even think about coming back."

These people are all experienced people trained by Honglou. Chunrilou copied the entire business model of Honglou, so it focused on poaching Honglou's employees.

"That's disgusting!" Hongmei angrily pushed open the door in the corner of the second floor. "I just used a tael of silver to pry open Sister Qian's mouth. It turns out the head of Chunri Tower met with her privately and said she was an experienced worker at the Honglou... If she went there, her wages would be doubled, and she was even promised a manager position with four or five people under her. Those people who left earlier were all poached this way!"

Wen Wan was curled up on the chaise longue in the corner, with a pile of books about business on the small table beside her. She realized that from ancient times to the present, there has been no way to break the price war launched by competitors.

Either the product is several times stronger than its competitor, or the brand premium is high, or the company has more capital and more resources than its competitors. Unfortunately... Honglou can't do any of these at the moment.

"Stupid! So stupid!" Wen Wan shook her head and sighed, "She should have poached me! I'm better than Sister Qian!"

Hongmei glared: The girl must be confused!
So, Hongmei shouted, "No, you should come and dig me!"

The master and servant looked at each other in disbelief as to who should be poached from the Jia family.

Fortunately, Miss Luo from the clothing store came to the shop. As usual, she ordered a cup of milk tea with plenty of sugar and ice, and sat on the sofa until the sofa's curves perfectly supported her body. After a comfortable sigh, she turned her head to look at the copper kettle dripping, "Oh, it's almost time. Shouldn't it be time to perform the new play today?"

Wen Wan heard the voice, pushed open the door and window, and spat at her, "Don't you see that my shop is deserted and all the customers are gone?" The young lady wrapped herself in her coat, smiled and poked Miss Luo's shoulder with her slender jade finger, "Didn't you have a great time at Chunri Tower yesterday? Why did you think of coming to my old friend today?"

"No! No!" Miss Luo has a straightforward personality. She went to Chunri Tower with her friends yesterday to join in the fun, but she never thought that this young lady would find out. She felt like a cheating husband caught by his wife. She was so guilty that she just hoped to atone for her crime. "That Chunri Tower is just a facade, a parody of a beautiful woman!"

Miss Luo shook her head. "It's different. Chunri Tower is crowded with people and all kinds of people go there. It's as noisy as a market. Although they both make milk tea, it doesn't taste as rich and mellow as yours."

Wenwan pursed her lips and smiled, thinking that Miss Luo was a glutton who could actually tell the difference between milk teas.

Although milk is not expensive, the transportation cost is high. Since the price of milk tea in Honglou is high, they are naturally willing to use more ingredients. However, a cup of milk tea in Chunrilou costs twenty cents, so they can only reduce the ingredients.

Perhaps other young ladies who have never been to Honglou cannot tell the difference, but the nobles who have had Honglou drinks first can only say that... they are her gentle customers, and they will eventually return to Honglou.

"And yesterday's 'True and False Princess' was just like any other storytelling in a teahouse. The plot is repetitive and repetitive. It's just a cold dish made by dismantling your 'True and False Daughter' and putting it together. It's just leftovers from other places! We're both open for business, but Miss Wang's methods are way too despicable. She's not afraid of embarrassing herself, but I'm sitting there feeling uncomfortable!"

Feeling she could atone for her mistake, Luo Xiaoniangzi meticulously described what she had seen and heard at Chunri Tower to Wen Wan. She then added with a smile, "Don't worry, although you've had a tough few days, they were just there to join the fun. They'll be back here soon. But speaking of which… this sofa is the real gem!" Luo Xiaoniangzi leaned back, comfortably resting her hands on the armrests, her body becoming one with the sofa. She felt the autumn sun warm and cozy; she could sit on this sofa for an entire afternoon. "Chunri Tower is full of small stools; sitting on them makes my back ache terribly. How can I sit for long?"

Wen Wan smiled and said, "This sofa takes a long time to make, and the owner is a kind man. He signed an exclusive supply agreement with me. Chunrilou can't steal it!"

"He wants to copy it! Chunrilou dares to put this sofa there. Those peasant women can sit on it all day without moving!"

Wenwan seemed to be thinking about something.

In the past few days, she discovered that although Chunrilou copied the Red Mansion, it was ambitious to turn all the young ladies in the city into customers.

With the popularity of Red House Milk Tea, women from around the city have been flocking to Chunri Building these days, practically crushing the doorstep. Unfortunately, the women aren't big spenders, and it's not uncommon for five or six to share a drink.

Even Zhang Chunhua came back to say that Chunrilou was extremely shameless in using slogans such as: Chunrilou prices, Red Mansion enjoyment.

This made Wen Wan suspect for a moment that Jia's mother was a time traveler!
This marketing method and the ability to pull down competitors are simply first-class!
This woman didn't go to the temple to pray for Yuan Qi's soul, she was clearly going to the MBA Business School for further studies!

"Is your new script still up? 'True or False Daughter' has already finished performing, so why haven't I seen the new script yet?"

Wen Wan smiled: "Business has been slow these past few days, and there are not many customers in the store. When Chunrilou becomes popular for a few more days, I will present a new play for all the sisters."

"Are we still waiting for Chunri Tower to become famous?" Miss Luo looked at the slender figure walking away. "Don't let the Red Tower get involved!"

Wen Wan had to admit that although her opponent's move was shameless, it was extremely effective.

The products and services of Chunrilou and Honglou are highly similar, except for the different customer groups. But in the long run, if Honglou does not make changes, the old master Wen Wan will sooner or later be beaten to death by Jia's random punches.

The patrol's clappers sounded, the cold moon was in the sky, but the lights on the second floor of the Red Building were still on.

The Red Mansion had closed long ago, and the door was locked. In the backyard on the first floor lived five or six young ladies who were unable to go home. Knowing that the boss was in the study on the second floor, the chattering sounds they used to make were now deliberately subdued.

It has been ten days since Chunrilou opened, and it is packed with people every day. On the contrary, their business is slow. Not only the owner is worried, but they are worried too!
Hongmei, the receptionist, gradually slowed her abacus, her eyes vacant and her chin resting on her hand, lost in thought. On Wenwan's desk lay a pile of labor contracts for the female workers, purchase agreements for various raw materials, and a notebook full of murmurs.

She rubbed her sore eyes, and suddenly heard the sound of stones hitting the window. She pushed the door open and saw Wei Zheng standing in the courtyard.