They were all waiting in anticipation.
However, despite a decent amount of foot traffic, only a few custors showed interest in Sun Xiang’s clothing.
In half an hour, only one of Sun Xiang’s designs was tried on, but not purchased.
Suddenly, Sun Xiang’s confident heart wavered a little.
An hour later, her designs were tried on twice, but none sold.
After two hours, five were tried on, and one sold.
After three hours, nine were tried on, and another one sold.
Thus, the entire morning passed with only two of Sun Xiang’s clothes sold, despite having Cold Dew designs available.
This business performance is far from being called a bestseller.
"What’s happening?" Sun Xiang’s expression noticeably changed.
Previously, at Celestial Fortune Clothing, her designs would sell almost imdiately, and she had designs making up half the sales at the factory.
But now, at this Cold Dew store, she was full of confidence, feeling her designs were even better than before at Celestial Fortune.
Over the New Year, at ho, she stumbled upon nurous inspirations and designed them there.
She believed her clothes would sell even faster, yet now they were not moving.
In her expectation, by this morning, her clothes should have sold at least twenty pieces.
Beside Sun Xiang, Sun Jiajia was also silent, her face blank, unable to believe her idolized sister had failed.
With seven styles of clothing, and selling only two pieces in the morning, even designers at the previous Celestial Fortune factory could easily surpass this.
The sa was true for Jiang Xiaowei, who stopped her live broadcast. She used to claim Qin Yun had no vision, calling him a heartless businessman, saying giving up Sun Xiang was a huge loss.
Yet the result now was this.
Next to them, Sun Qian’s usually calm face was slightly gloomy. She also had high expectations.
"Director Sun."
At this mont, Zuo Han suddenly entered the store, smiling as he asked.
"How are the clothes selling?"
He had been here, aware of Sun Xiang’s sale situation.
Inside, he felt quite satisfied. He had noticed Sun Qian’s disdainful attitude towards him, perceiving him as an incapable second generation.
Even though he felt angry, he had no way to express it, so he endured.
Now, his presence here implied — you, Sun Qian, aren’t so impressive? Look down on , thinking I can’t handle Celestial Fortune?
But now you’ve spent heavily to poach Celestial Fortune’s designer, and still failed?
Sun Qian looked at him indifferently.
"Let’s go."
She said no more, turning to leave.
Watching her expression, Zuo Han smiled and also left.
Leaving behind Sun Xiang, her expression continuously changing.
She had asked Celestial Fortune Factory for a pay raise because her designs sold well, and her demands at Cold Dew factory were based on the sa.
But at this rate, a month wouldn’t even get her seven or eight thousand.
"This can’t be happening."
Sun Xiang couldn’t believe it, continuing to watch.
...
"President Qin, only a few pieces of Sun Xiang’s clothes sold this morning..." Zhao Tianqiang said to Qin Yun.
"Looks like Cold Dew’s sales tactics aren’t effective." Qin Yun smiled.
His eyes were on the forefront, where a Celestial Fortune clothing store was preparing to open.
And now it was noon on February 1st!
"Na: Qin Yun."
"Level 2 Wealth Gathering Array: 6 units
"Level 1 Wealth Gathering Array: 16 units"
"Balance: 28,355,000"
As noon arrived, lines of information appeared, followed by chanical sounds echoing in Qin Yun’s mind.
"Balance not reaching one hundred million, unable to activate a Level 3 Wealth Gathering Array."
"On the 1st of every month, a Level 2 Wealth Gathering Array can be activated, and two Level 1 will also be enabled."
"Now, 6 of the Level 2 Array are available, 5 used, 16 of Level 1 are available, 14 used."
"Next Wealth System update will be at noon on March 1st."
As the sounds ceased, Qin Yun sensed three unusual light spots appearing in his mind.
"A profit of nine million in January!"
Seeing his balance, Qin Yun felt joy.
"At this rate, my profit for February will surely exceed ten million!"
With each Wealth Gathering Array activated, the profit rocketed month after month!
From an initial profit rate of tens of thousands, to hundreds of thousands, to three hundred thousand, five hundred thousand, seven hundred thousand... now it rocketed to an astounding nine million!
"With such monthly profit, my stock investnts in January exceeded by over a million."
Every day, Celestial Fortune Clothing accumulates massive inco, and Qin Yun withdraws so to buy stocks, as the Wealth System’s influence on the market isn’t significant, but it still provides at least a 10% profit monthly.
Even during the January holiday, inco still surpassed, otherwise, it’d be even more.
Overall, the pure profit for the whole of January, after personnel costs, taxes, etc., was more than ten million!
Monthly net profit of ten million is an incredible speed of wealth accumulation!
And next month, the net profit will be even higher.
Upon a whim, the second-level Wealth Gathering Array erged in his mind, covering the shop ahead completely.
Leaving here, Qin Yun went to two more Celestial Fortune stores to lay down the Gathering Array.
"Manager Zhao, in Rongyang City, we will only open six Celestial Fortune stores, and on March 1st, we’re preparing to open a new store in Muyi City," Qin Yun stated.
The Wealth Gathering Array’s wealth-generating power was too strong, with profits from one store estimated to be equivalent to ten of other brands.
Jinling is a tropolis with a high spending level, and others fell short, so Qin Yun doesn’t plan to open much more.
Two large and four small stores to cover a city’s market appeared adequate to him.
Otherwise, the Su Province clothing market might beco a small monopoly owned by him.
Sothing Qin Yun hadn’t considered before, but now weighs in more.
"Understood, President Qin," Zhao Tianqiang nodded.
"By the way, how are Sun Xiang’s sales going now?"
After discussing Celestial Fortune’s expansion, Qin Yun asked again.
...
Sun Xiang didn’t leave Cold Dew Clothing store, continuing to oversee the clothing sales.
As the afternoon ti ticked by, just past one o’clock, another of Sun Xiang’s designs sold.
By a bit past three, another design was purchased.
But by five o’clock, nothing else had sold.
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