Transmigrating into a Book in the 80s: After Giving Up, I Was Pampered by a Rough Man

Zhang Wenyuan had never been so glamorous in his life.

He remembered Jiang Mian's instructions well, and no matter who came, he would wear a helpless expression and say the same thing: "I heard it was brought from out of town, and there were only those three items. They're really all gone."

The more people asked, the hotter his anger burned, and the deeper his admiration for Jiang Mian grew.

How does this girl's brain work? How can she calculate so accurately?

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In a private room of a state-run restaurant.

Li Weidong paced back and forth in the room, as if he were riding on wheels of fire.

The blister on the corner of my mouth swelled up even more due to extreme anxiety.

"Cousin, what do you think Master Jiang is really thinking?"

"The fire's already reaching the sky! If we don't sell now, I'm afraid... I'm afraid the wind will blow it away!"

These past two days, all he's heard about is the batwing shirt.

The young female workers in the factory who are usually arrogant are now trying all sorts of ways to get close to him, hoping to get a discount on an item.

He was both excited and tormented.

What's exciting is that those hundreds of bolts of cloth that were about to rot in the warehouse are really going to turn into stacks of banknotes!

What was agonizing was that Jiang Mian remained as still as a mountain, simply telling him to wait.

If we wait any longer, what if everyone's enthusiasm cools down? Who will he cry to then?

Zhang Wenyuan, holding his teacup, was much calmer than him.

"Weidong, sit down and have some tea. Please calm down."

He said slowly, "Have you forgotten what Sister-in-law Jiang said? This is called...right, scarcity marketing!"

"We're building up anticipation right now; it's the warm-up phase."

"Right now, all the girls in the county are practically going crazy for this dress. When their desire reaches its peak, we'll unleash the floodgates—that'll be a real sensation!"

Li Weidong understands the principles.

But he just couldn't stay calm!

"But it's been three days already! Xiaoyan is even wearing bright yellow clothes out! If she keeps hanging like this, I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?"

A lazy, slightly sleepy voice came from the doorway.

The two of them turned around abruptly.

Jiang Mian was being half-supported and half-carried by Lu Ting as she slowly moved in.

She seemed to have no bones; she gave a delicate yawn, walked to the table, and plopped down.

With a slight tilt of her body, she naturally nestled into Lu Ting's strong arms, finding a comfortable position.

"Section Chief Li, you can't rush things."

Jiang Mian lifted her eyelids and looked at Li Weidong's face, which seemed to say, "I'm going crazy."

"I'm asking you, aren't people saying out there that this dress is impossible to buy?"

"Yes!" Li Weidong nodded vigorously. "Everyone says this is a rare item brought back from out of town, one of a kind!"

"That's right."

Jiang Mian took the teacup that Lu Ting handed to her lips and blew on it to cool it down.

"The more unattainable something is, the more it itch to get it."

"Now, every girl in the county probably dreams of stripping Zhang Xiaoyan naked."

She changed the subject, her voice carrying a hint of amusement.

"What they're thinking about now is no longer whether the dress is worth fifteen yuan."

"Instead, whoever is the first to wear it will be the next Zhang Xiaoyan, and will become the focus of everyone's envy, jealousy, and hatred."

Jiang Mian paused, her gaze sweeping lightly over Li Weidong.

"How much do you think this opportunity to be in the spotlight is worth?"

Li Weidong was stunned by the question.

His mind went blank.

He was only thinking about selling fabric and clothes, calculating costs and profits...

He never imagined that accounts could be settled this way!

Yes!

What those girls wanted to buy wasn't just a piece of clothing!

It is clearly an honor, a privilege that allows one to stand out from the crowd!

Thinking about it that way, fifteen yuan doesn't seem so expensive... at all.

"I...I understand." Li Weidong let out a long breath, feeling that he had wasted the last twenty years of his life.

"Master Jiang, when exactly will we start selling?"

"tomorrow."

Jiang Mian finally uttered this golden word.

"Tomorrow?" Li Weidong and Zhang Wenyuan's eyes suddenly flashed with a terrifying light.

"Yes, tomorrow." Jiang Mian nodded. "It's cooked just right; any longer and it'll burn."

She looked at Li Weidong, "Section Chief Li, how many pieces have been produced from the first batch at the factory?"

"As you instructed, we made two hundred pieces of each of the three colors, for a total of six hundred pieces!" Li Weidong immediately recited the data he knew by heart.

"Six hundred pieces..." Jiang Mian tapped the table with her fingertip. "That's too few."

"ah?!"

Li Weidong's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Still not enough?"

"Master Jiang, that's six hundred pieces! How big is our county town?"

"Listen to me." Jiang Mian's tone was unquestionable, carrying an undeniable certainty.

"Go back and have the workers work in three shifts to finish the job overnight."

"Make me as many clothes as there is fabric in the warehouse."

"Will...can we sell all of this? What if we end up with unsold stock..."

"Section Chief Li," Jiang Mian interrupted him, giving a lazy smile.

"Do you believe that these six hundred pieces of clothing will be sold out in less than an hour tomorrow?"

An hour?

Sold out?

Li Weidong thought Jiang Mian was either talking in her sleep or had a fever.

That's six hundred pieces!

Fifteen yuan a piece, that adds up to a staggering nine thousand yuan!

Seeing Li Weidong's "you're crazy, I don't believe it" expression, Jiang Mian was too lazy to explain anymore.

She turned to look at Zhang Wenyuan.

"Director Zhang, how about we set the sales location at the entrance of the department store?"

"At the entrance of the department store?" Zhang Wenyuan was taken aback at first, then suddenly slapped his thigh.

"The department store is the busiest place in the whole county. If you sell there, the whole town will know about it in less than half a day!"

"Okay." Jiang Mian nodded in satisfaction. "We'll start selling at eight o'clock sharp tomorrow morning. Please find a few more people to maintain order, or the situation might get out of control."

She added another sentence, lowering her voice even further.

"Also, let the word out tonight."

"It's said that someone managed to get their hands on a batch of those rumored 'batwing shirts' from out of town, and they'll only be sold at the department store entrance tomorrow morning for one day."

"Remember, you must emphasize that quantities are limited, and once they're sold out, they're gone!"

"First come, first served!"

These words left Li Weidong and Zhang Wenyuan stunned.

Is this a pre-emptive leak?

Limited quantity?

First come, first served?

What kind of sales tactics are these?

This is unheard of!

For some reason, they felt that every word Jiang Mian spoke carried a kind of magic that made people believe her.

"Okay! I'll get on it right away!"

Li Weidong was like he'd been injected with adrenaline; after receiving the order, he turned and rushed out.

He had to go back to the factory immediately to tell Director Wang this fantastic news!

Then organize the workers, open the books, work through the night, and work overtime!

They still haven't paid overtime!

Watching Li Weidong's hurried departure, Jiang Mian yawned lazily again and snuggled more comfortably into Lu Ting's arms.

"Director Zhang."

She suddenly spoke.

"Did your cousin reply to the telegram?"

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P.S.: I know my writing is terrible, but I didn't expect the data to be this bad, hahaha. Even though the data is bad, I will still keep writing.

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