Hong Kong variety show: I wanted to be a lawyer, but I became a big shot.

Lin Bei coughed violently from her words, almost spitting out his tea.

"Ahem!"

"Alright, stop fooling around and get your clothes changed."

"Let's get down to business."

Ailian pouted, reluctantly letting go of Lin Bei's arm, and went into the bathroom, looking back every few steps.

Five minutes later, the two of them packed up their things, folded the sample garments one by one, put them back into the bags, and packed them properly according to style.

Lin Bei walked to the door, opened the office door, and beckoned Huo Baoming and the other two to come in.

The group settled back into their seats in the office.

Lin Bei took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out and put it in his mouth. With a snap, the lighter ignited a flame, lit it, took a deep drag, and exhaled a wisp of smoke.

The smoke slowly dissipated in the office.

He flicked off his cigarette ash, his tone becoming serious.

"Thirteenth Sister, just like you just saw."

"These clothes, combined with our advertising and promotion, will definitely bring a lot of customers to our area in the short term."

"Men just love this kind of thing; they need novelty and excitement."

He paused, then gave his instructions.

"besides……"

"When we get back, pick a few girls who are both stunningly beautiful and have amazing figures. They can't just be pretty; they also need to have the right vibe so they can strike a pose with the right feel."

"Have them wear these clothes and shoot some big posters. Find a professional photographer; the photos should be sexy but not vulgar."

"We'll put the posters up in front of bars and nightclubs for advertising, and we'll also have our underlings hand out flyers on our turf."

"I believe the effects will be seen tonight, with customer traffic at least doubling."

"Yes, Brother Bei."

Thirteen Sister looked excited, her eyes shining like two balls of fire.

She knew that starting tonight, their territory would be the busiest place on Portland Street, while other gangs' territories would be left to starve.

At this moment, Ailian raised her hand, her face still flushed from the previous blush, but her tone had returned to seriousness and calmness.

"Brother Bei, while having the girls in our establishment wear these outfits might attract customers, clothing is too easy to replicate."

"If we do it today, others can do it tomorrow."

"I suspect that in a few days, other gangs will follow suit, and then our business will suffer."

Lin Bei looked at Ai Lian with approval in his eyes and nodded.

This girl is not only beautiful, but also intelligent; she's not just a pretty face who can only act cute and charming.

You're right.

"These clothes can only bring short-term benefits and exploit information gaps; they cannot bring us long-term benefits."

"In business, relying on a single trick to succeed won't work anywhere."

As he spoke, he bent down and took out a neatly bound plan from his briefcase, with several large characters printed on the cover.

On the Development Trends of the Erhu Industry

This was a habit he developed when he was a student: preparation is the key to success, and lack of preparation leads to failure.

Before doing anything, he would write down his plan and clearly outline each point.

He opened the project proposal, the pages rustling as he pointed to the densely packed handwriting and charts.

"I consulted a lot of information about this."

"It compiles all the festivals in China and Western countries, from the Spring Festival, Lantern Festival, and Mid-Autumn Festival to Christmas, Halloween, and Valentine's Day, without missing a single one."

"There are also various large-scale global events, such as the World Cup and the Olympics, which can be used."

Thirteen Sister and Ailian went over to take a look, and saw that the plan was densely packed with dates, themes, activity plans, and even estimated costs and expected benefits. It was so detailed that it didn't seem like something someone from a triad could come up with.

Lin Bei got more and more excited as he talked.

"Our venue can leverage these holidays and events to attract their traffic."

"We start building hype a few days before each event or holiday, decorating bars and nightclubs to match the theme."

"For example, during the World Cup, the stadium was filled with national flags, girls wore football-themed outfits, and the matches were broadcast live on a big screen."

"Halloween will have a ghost and monster theme, and Christmas will have a snowy Christmas theme."

"In this way, we can attract more tourists who come from afar, while keeping regular visitors interested and preventing them from getting bored."

Thirteen Sister and Ai Lian exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

They hadn't expected Lin Bei to have prepared such a detailed plan.

This kind of thing is something that no one in Hong Kong Island, let alone Portland Street, has ever done before.

This is basically treating the color industry like a business; they're trying to go all out.

Thirteen Sister took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and turned her gaze to Wang Teng.

"Director Wang, how much of these garments do you have in stock?"

"I need to have a clear understanding of the situation so I can make arrangements when I get back."

Wang Teng strode to his desk, picked up a leather-bound ledger, opened it, and traced the lines of text with his finger.

"Currently, there are more than a dozen styles of clothing in mass production, and according to Mr. Lin's previous requirements, there are 5,000 sets of each style in stock."

"Everything is neatly stacked in the warehouse; you can pick it up anytime."

"Based on the factory's production capacity, we can only produce this much per month. If we want more, we'll have to hire more people and add more machines."

"And there are dozens more styles in production!"

Thirteen Sister frowned.

Five thousand sets?

Each style costs 5,000, and with more than a dozen styles, that's 70,000 to 80,000 sets.

So much inventory?

She looked at Lin Bei with some concern.

"Brother Bei, we don't need that many."

"We only have a few venues, so even if we hold events every day, we won't need tens of thousands of outfits."

"Besides, we can't possibly sell the clothes we produce ourselves, can we?"

"We don't own a clothing store."

Lin Bei did not answer directly, but instead turned his gaze to Wang Teng, a slight smile playing on his lips, carrying an indescribable meaning.

"Old Wang, when you guys go out to have fun, you often go too far and tear the girls' clothes, don't you?"

When Wang Teng's secret was exposed, his face turned bright red, like a boiled shrimp.

He scratched the back of his head and stammered.

"Mr. Lin is right..."

"Once I drank too much and tore a prostitute's clothes. The woman immediately turned on me and tried to extort several hundred yuan from me."

"Damn it, a piece of tattered clothing cost me six hundred Hong Kong dollars. I learned my lesson after that."

Lin Bei nodded, a "I knew it" expression on his face, then looked at Thirteen Sister and spoke meaningfully.

"When a man is driven by lust, he will unleash his primal animalistic nature."

"Forget about rationality and restraint, they've all been thrown to the wind."

"At this point, if you ask him to tear his clothes, he'll tear them; if you ask him to smash things, he'll smash them."

"Let him play even wilder, and they'll come back to their senses afterwards."

As the old saying goes.

"Everything I eat is full of flavor!"

He paused, stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, and continued.

"The production cost of our clothing is very low, lower than you can imagine. The cost is just the fabric and labor, only a few dozen yuan per piece."

"But we can't let customers tear them for free; we have to make them feel that it's an added-value service."

"The ladies should hint that the guests can tear it, but they can't say it outright. They should use that coy, inviting approach to arouse the beast hidden deep in their hearts."

Ailian blushed as she listened, but her ears were perked up.

"Of course, we can't charge our guests extra, otherwise they'll feel ripped off and won't come back next time."

"It's best to agree on the price at the beginning."

"Anyway, the cost is ultimately borne by the customer. For clothing that costs only a few dozen yuan, we add two or three times the profit to the seating fee and the service fee, and the customer can't find any fault with it."

"As long as they have fun, it's worth the price."