A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

It was nearly five o'clock when the logistics department's truck arrived at the department store.

Ye Wenxi jumped out of the car, completed the formalities with the staff at the entrance, and was led to the unloading area next to the side door. It was an open space with a cement floor, several stacks of empty cardboard boxes piled up next to it, and a fluorescent light tube on the wall, which was dimly lit because it wasn't time to turn it on yet.

Zhang Weimin, the head of the business department of the department store, came out from the side door and waved from afar: "Comrade Ye, you've finally arrived! I've already made arrangements for you."

"Section Chief Zhang, thank you so much for going to the trouble of keeping someone here for me." Ye Wenxi walked over quickly.

"Don't mention it. We've done so many deals before, I've been looking forward to your goods arriving here." Section Chief Zhang smiled, shook her hand, and said a few polite words.

Ye Wenxi turned to introduce Ding Jiahe: "This is my friend, she came to help out." She didn't elaborate on her identity or job, since she hadn't completely retired yet and it wasn't appropriate to publicize it too much.

Section Chief Zhang nodded, didn't ask any further questions, and turned to beckon two young men in work clothes over:

"These two are Liu and Yang from our building's logistics department. They'll be helping you unload and organize the goods later. After the building officially closes at seven o'clock, and after clearing out the customers at the front and cleaning up inside, I'll have them set up the display area in the lobby on the first floor. You've chosen a great spot; it's sure to be a hit tomorrow."

Ye Wenxi smiled. This location wasn't originally a counter; it was just a regular display area facing the entrance on the first floor.

When she arrived, there was a large, old promotional banner, some merchandise on display, and outdated decorations.

The exhibits weren't updated and weren't very appealing, yet they occupied the most prime spot—a real waste.

Ye Wenxi stared at it for a while, then turned to Section Chief Zhang and asked for the position.

Liu nodded honestly: "Comrade Ye, don't worry, handle the goods gently, the fabric of the clothes will definitely not get dirty."

Xiao Yang chimed in, "Yes, yes, if you need anything, you can leave it all to us. We'll arrange everything. Just come early tomorrow and hang up your goods."

Ye Wenxi smiled and waved his hand: "Thank you, comrade, but our exhibition setup is a little different. We'll come over at seven o'clock and set it up with you."

Her sales strategy this time was learned from shopping malls in big cities. She didn't set up too many fixed counters, but created a semi-open area with a double-U-shaped flow, so that customers could see both men's and women's clothing by walking around from the entrance.

There were no physical counters around the perimeter; instead, a temporary boundary was created using huge promotional posters. The information desk was placed at the main entrance, with a telephone on top and sample garments and packaging boxes stacked inside.

After hearing this, Section Chief Zhang's eyes lit up: "This is a novel idea; no one in the department store has ever done this before."

Ye Wenxi smiled and replied, "Section Chief Zhang, let's have dinner together later. I've made a reservation at the restaurant across the street. You must do us the honor."

Ye Wenxi's entry into the department store this time set many precedents.

Aside from providing site selection, equipment, and manpower support, even the revenue didn't go through the department store's official accounts; no commission was taken, and it all went into her pocket. This would be impossible under normal circumstances; what department store counter doesn't use its own accounts?

But ever since the last crackdown on counterfeits, the military region, in conjunction with local authorities, issued that document, which essentially solidified Wenxi Garment Company's "status" in the industry. Supporting military families in starting businesses has been elevated to the level of a political mission, and this is Ye Wenxi's trump card.

Of course, documents alone are not enough. Ye Wenxi is neither a reckless man who forces his way in through connections, nor a coward who tries to win people over with favors.

She has always been good at handling these kinds of things; she can always find loopholes in the rules and figure out the boundaries of the interests and needs of both parties.

Give the other party a reasonable excuse, and package a difficult matter as easy one.

This time, she said that she was not there to sell goods, but to conduct brand promotion and test the waters of sales.

The clothes are just a few samples, and what's being sold are not custom-made garments, but rather exhibits in fixed sizes, and the prices are not as high as custom-made ones.

It's not about selling goods, it's about building a brand.

By providing this perspective, Section Chief Zhang gained a way out for those below him, a basis for his explanations to the outside world, and was also able to report to his superiors.

It allows you to both give an explanation and get things done in a respectable manner.

Of course, once things went smoothly, she didn't forget to treat everyone to a meal to express her gratitude.

Section Chief Zhang smiled and nodded: "Alright, then I won't stand on ceremony with you. Come back to work early after dinner, try to get everything set up neatly tonight, and open for business tomorrow."

Ding Jiahe observed and learned from Ye Wenxi's interactions with Section Chief Zhang. The more she interacted with Ye Wenxi, the more she realized how much she could learn from her. No wonder she was able to handle things to such an extent—she was practically a special forces soldier in the business world, a well-rounded, all-around expert.

"Section Chief Zhang, let's go to the guesthouse. We'll meet at the hotel at six o'clock."

"Okay, see you in a bit."

Ye Wenxi and Ding Jiahe walked side by side toward the guesthouse, their steps quick and swift.

"It feels like we're about to have a tough battle," Ye Wenxi said, rubbing his arms with a hint of excitement. "These next two weeks are going to be exhausting for both of us."

"Um... when is Xiao He coming?" Ding Jiahe asked.

"Hmm..." Ye Wenxi thought for a moment, "Tomorrow, I'll call her in a bit and ask her to come over tomorrow."

"Why am I a little nervous?" Ding Jiahe rubbed her hands together.

"Heh..." Ye Wenxi glanced at her sideways, "I've noticed that you're nervous about everything except going to the battlefield."

After saying that, a thought flashed through her mind, and she blurted out quite naturally, "Nervous about your first kiss?"

Ding Jiahe kept walking forward, still not quite understanding, and casually replied, "Hmm...hmm?"

"Oh no~~ Ye Wenxi, I find you really annoying!" Ding Jiahe slapped her arm, her face turning red instantly.

"Not nervous? Or haven't you had your first kiss yet? Why are you avoiding this question?" Ye Wenxi feigned surprise, tilting her head to look at her. "Could it be... Wang Hao wasn't your first love?"

"What are you saying! Yes, I've never dated anyone before." Ding Jiahe was so anxious she almost stomped her foot.

"Looks like there's still no progress. Tsk..." Ye Wenxi clicked her tongue.

He muttered to himself: Wang Hao, you're no good either. It's been so long and you still haven't reached first base.

"Ye Wenxi, I used to think you were a steady and proper woman, but now I've discovered that you're just a female hooligan with a head full of lewd nonsense!" Ding Jiahe blushed, her mouth and eyes bulging at her.

"Tell me, when you had your whirlwind marriage with Lu Weidong, was it because you were attracted to him at first sight?" Ding Jiahe seized the opportunity to ask the question she had been wanting to gossip about for a long time.

"Hmm..." Ye Wenxi walked along, stroking his chin thoughtfully, "We can't rule out that this factor might be involved."

"Huh?!" Ding Jiahe didn't expect her to admit it so openly, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond.

Ye Wenxi glanced at her, a smile playing on his lips, then changed the subject:

"And what about you? Do you feel more gratitude towards Wang Hao, or do you genuinely like him?"