70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 340 The Swindler Chen Qing
Chen Qing only set up two fitting rooms at the booth. When other people came to the booth because of the panda, the fitting rooms were quickly insufficient, and the small booth could not accommodate so many people.

Chen Qing made a quick decision, telling the ten girls not to hand out pandas yet, and at the same time, put up a sign at the entrance of the booth: "Those who possess pandas may visit and purchase them."

Tian Mengya was shocked when she saw the sign Chen Qing had put up. Wasn't this just pushing customers away?
In the showroom, everyone was groveling and fawning over customers, so why was Chen Qing driving customers away?
Xi Gaomin came to help out at the scene. When she saw Chen Qing's sign, she frowned slightly, but Chen Qing was talking to a foreigner, so she didn't want to disturb her and thought she would ask later.

Chen Qing is tidying up Amy Perkz's clothes.

There was a mirror at the booth. Amy Perk looked at her back from the side, then turned around and felt the comfort of the clothes. She was quite satisfied. Although they were made in China, they didn't feel cheap on her. On the contrary, the fabric and cut surprised her. She saw someone wearing a shirt and tried it on. The moment she saw the mirror, she made up her mind to buy it!

The cut of this dress is excellent.

This fully highlights her strengths.

The lines of her neck and shoulders, including the cut of her waist and arms, were perfectly fitted.

As it happened, she was wearing jeans that day, and Amy Perke couldn't help but look at herself in the mirror and admire her reflection.

Only when someone came to look in the mirror did Amy Perk reluctantly ask Chen Qing, "How much did this dress cost?"

"Minimum order of 500 pieces, $20 per piece."

Chen Qing's price has just been announced.

Xi Gaomin gasped as he looked at Tian Mengya.

Twenty dollars!

Forty RMB!

She really dares to ask for a price!
Amy Perke was a businesswoman. She liked the dress, but that didn't stop her from wanting to get the goods at a lower price: "Oh, beautiful Oriental lady, could you give me a discount?"

What's your price range?

Chen Qing countered with a question.

Amy Perkz: "Ten dollars. I've seen clothes from your other garment factories, and shirts are only three dollars a piece."

She could easily package this batch of goods as the most expensive clothing brand from the mysterious East, attracting more people's curiosity and making them want to wear the clothes. She could then buy them for ten dollars and sell them for fifty dollars, making a profit.

But Chen Qing knew.

A Chinese shirt costing three dollars is a losing proposition.

Because it's sold at cost price, and the population and logistics are not considered at all.

Chen Qing's smile remained impeccable as he led her to the small booth: "You should notice that the stand-up collar of our shirt is specially adjusted for the body shape of foreigners."

Chen Qing pointed to the neckline, "The regular Asian style would be too tight around the neck, but ours won't."

"Ten dollars is impossible, but I see that you really like our brand's clothes. You can try other styles first, and we can talk about it later."

She was polite and beautiful. Seeing that Chen Qing didn't refuse outright and there seemed to be room for negotiation, Amy Perk tried on other styles of clothing.

I tried them all and liked them.

Amy Perkz raised the price by two dollars.

While Amy Perke was trying on the clothes, Chen Qing had already finalized a $10,000 order with Henry Seck, and since she was the first customer, she agreed to give her a handmade panda as a gift.

Henry Sack was overjoyed.

The handmade panda dolls alone are enough for him to make money as a gimmick.

Xi Gaomin clutched that multi-million dollar order tightly!

Chen Qing moved among customers with ease, and when she heard that Amy Perke strongly requested a price reduction, she agreed to lower the price by two dollars.

Amy Perkz immediately picked up the panda plush toy.

Chen Qingchao smiled apologetically, "I'm really sorry, the panda plush toys are all made by master craftsmen from families with a century-old tradition. The production cost is as high as eight yuan, and the selling price starts at ten yuan. Because we promised to lower the price for you, we really can't give them away for free, otherwise we would lose money." Amy Perke looked at the panda again.

Cute and cuddly, a bit goofy.

This is a treasure of China.

And since it was made by a master craftsman with over a century of experience, Amy Perke hesitated for a moment, wondering whether she should sacrifice the adorable panda baby for a paltry two dollars.

Talia began to doubt that Chen Qing was a big liar!
Does "century-old master craftsman" mean that the combined age of all the sewing workers exceeds one hundred years?
A century-old family...

It's fortunate that China has a long history, which allows her to spout nonsense.

While Chen Qing and Amy Perke were pushing and pulling each other back and forth, Talia was also chatting with people visiting the booth. Her main responsibility was to guide customers to try on clothes, while Chen Qing was in charge of negotiating prices.

Seeing her hesitation, Chen Qing told her not to rush and arranged a seat for her: "You can rest for a while, or you can think it over carefully."

During her break, Tian Mengya brought her tea and delicate cookies, saying, "Please enjoy, madam."

Amy Perk sensed the confidence emanating from the booth owner, and stroked the fluffy panda, feeling incredibly conflicted.

Chen Qing continued to entertain customers, but not everyone was satisfied with her designs. Some tried them on and left, very happy to have received a panda doll worth ten yuan for free.

But some people have placed orders.

In just two hours, Chen Qing closed a $30,000 order.

Xi Gaomin was breathing rapidly, unable to believe that these clothing styles could sell so well.

In fact, Chen Qing made basic styles that are versatile and comfortable, yet stylish. This style caught the eye of many foreigners, who thought it was a mysterious big brand from China. This impressed them and led to tens of thousands of orders.

While others were signing orders, Amy Perke also heard Chen Qing talking about the delivery time. As the time was pushed back little by little, wouldn't it take her a long time to receive the goods?

No.

She must make money first.

Amy Perkl smiled and approached Chen Qing again, still unwilling to give up, "Can I order 500 items of each category and get a panda with each one for a two-dollar discount?"

Chen Qing pretended to be hesitant: "I appreciate your sincerity, ma'am. May I discuss this with my superiors?"

"of course."

Amy Perkz felt hopeful.

Chen Qing sought out Xi Gaomin.

Xi Gaomin said, "Is that okay?"

The price of making a panda doll is at most one dollar, which includes labor and material costs, but an order of more than two thousand pieces is worth forty thousand US dollars.

Chen Qing asked her, "What did you eat this morning?"

"I didn't eat. The factory director went to a meeting. What happened?" Xi Gaomin was completely confused.

Chen Qing said, "I ate two lotus seed paste buns and a cup of soy milk."

Xi Gaomin: "???"

Her eyes were glazed over.

What is Chen Qing doing?

Chen Qing chatted casually with her for a few minutes, then approached Amy Perke and said, "I've discussed it with my superiors, and we can't lower the price, but we can offer you new benefits."

“What?” Amy Perkz became intrigued.

(End of this chapter)