November 11, 2023, Saturday, sunny, -1℃-7℃.
YJHT, Grand Flat.
8:30 in the morning.
Sunlight passes through the sheer curtains, filtering out the morning chill and coating the entire room in a layer of gold.
On the pink velvet round bed.
Jing’s long eyelashes gently fluttered, slowly opening her eyes, her gaze still sowhat drowsy and blurry.
Last night, she personally picked up the haute couture dress and jewelry accessories she had reserved for her birthday party.
And arranged for them to be delivered to the presidential suite at Lanfeng International Hotel.
Afterwards, she tried on clothes there for a long ti and took many photos of "war robes" in front of the mirror.
She was so excited that she couldn’t fall asleep until late.
After a while, her thoughts gradually returned.
She picked up the phone beside her pillow, lit up the screen, and entered the "Beautiful in the Second Dinsion" WeChat group.
Turning sideways, her smooth white calf stretched out from the silky quilt, gently kicking.
Her big eyes were sparkling as she scrolled through last night’s chat records.
Qingqing boasted in the group again, but the difference this ti was that Crisp was there as a "witness."
With Crisp’s praise, Qingqing beca the novel’s heroine, flamboyant and cool, utterly amazing.
Laughing sounds of "hehehe" filled the bedroom.
Jing found it more and more amusing as she read.
Initially, she was accidentally pulled into this group, thinking it was just an ordinary gathering of second-dinsion fans. Unexpectedly, each person was talented, with pleasant conversations, and she really enjoyed being here.
Especially Qingqing, she liked this group mber from the start.
Her imagination was vast, story details were rich, with dramatic ups and downs, serving as Jing’s daily entertainnt.
Later, she discovered that they actually shared the sa boyfriend, which made her quite happy.
In recent investigations, she roughly figured out the real identities of Xu Qing’s story’s "female supporting roles."
For example, the "green tea bitch" with beautiful legs always trying to rise up is probably Lin Muxue.
The mature and charming female saleswoman at a luxury car 4S store, Xu Qing’s "cousin," is Wen Ruan.
And yet another, a partner at Tang Song’s company, should be the vice president of Songi Clothing, Gao ngting.
Thinking of Gao ngting.
Jing exited the group chat and opened Douyin.
Right at the top of the search bar, she entered the words "Songi Clothing."
Soon, an officially certified blue V flagship account popped up.
The avatar was a very designer "HEYI STUDIO" black and white logo.
Clicked into it.
In the showroom on the hopage, all kinds of clothing styles were displayed in abundance, each photographed with great texture, featuring models who were well-known bloggers in the fashion circle.
The top-selling and pinned item in the most prominent position was a city-designed assault jacket, full of design sensibility.
Below, the number of units sold was astonishingly displayed: 20,000 .
Jing’s eyes widened slightly.
A jacket originally priced at 1299 yuan, discounted to 599 on Double Eleven, still Songi Clothing’s own new brand, managed to sell over 20,000 pieces in just three days of the warm-up event!
This ans more than a sales revenue of 12 million yuan!
Too exaggerated!
She continued to scroll further, becoming more surprised as she read.
The data was surprisingly good, and the broadcaster nad "He Yiyi" nearly had three million fans.
She had worked at Jinxiu Comrce for a long ti and later studied this industry specifically because Tang Song started his live-streaming e-comrce business.
She knew well how in the fiercely competitive clothing track, a new brand reaching this magnitude in such a short ti required extrely precise maneuvering and strong operational capabilities.
Speaking of which, initially she didn’t know that her boyfriend owned Lanfeng International Hotel, nor did she know his deep connections with people like Shangguan Qiuya.
At that ti, she was wholeheartedly thinking about how to use her father’s network and Jinxiu Comrce’s channel resources to help his small company grow step by step.
But later, due to issues with her father, she was urgently transferred to TY Precision, and she hadn’t paid much attention to Songi Clothing in the anti.
Unexpectedly, in just a few months, it had grown to such an astonishing level.
Although, for now, this live-streaming e-comrce company isn’t particularly remarkable, the growth rate in the live-streaming e-comrce industry is fearso. It might soon beco a company valued at several billion.
Jing let out a light breath, her expression growing more solemn.
It seems this woman nad Gao ngting is not to be underestimated in the future.
Of course, compared to the current "big demon" Wen Ruan, there is still so gap.
Recently, Xingyun International Group has been quite active, reportedly about to file for IPO, and Wen Ruan’s wealth is expected to skyrocket.
A mature, alluring, and powerful thirty-year-old female tycoon...
Despite being confident, Jing had to admit she couldn’t match that.
That’s why she’s so eager to set up this "birthday stage" for Tang Song and herself.
If her father’s new energy enterprise crisis isn’t solved, her position as the "main palace" will truly be suppressed!
Everything depends on tomorrow!
Jing’s eyes sparkled, her lips curling into an unconquered smile.
She lifted the quilt and got to the bed’s edge, stretching widely.
The white silk camisole nightdress with a cute panda print she wore also lifted slightly, revealing a large area of snow-white, smooth skin and panties printed with strawberry patterns.
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