dkrc Chapter 31 Seeing is Believing, The Dancer
Chapter 31 Seeing is Believing, The Dancer
After several rounds of drinks and dishes, the group finally got down to business.
Manager Lu put down his wine glass, a warm smile on his face, and began to offer his initial thoughts.
"Reporter Lin, I've arranged the event you requested!"
The owners of Shanghai's three most prestigious department stores are all here.
"As long as you reach an agreement, sales will definitely not be a problem."
After speaking, he took a sip of wine, a relaxed and contented smile appearing on his face.
His mission was accomplished; all that remained was to drink and watch the excitement.
These three men are all big bosses in Shanghai, with various businesses under their names.
And they are the top three department stores in Shanghai.
As long as we reach an agreement with these three people, even scrap metal can be sold!
The three exchanged a glance, but remained silent, waiting for what would happen next.
However, a hint of indifference flashed in his eyes.
They even went to great lengths to make way for the manager who was organizing the gathering, and that manager was a powerful figure who was considered the successor to Director Mao Sen.
If Manager Lu hadn't personally called to invite them, they wouldn't have bothered to come at all.
It's just selling stockings, isn't it?
Which of their department stores is out of stock?
We have always cooperated with American companies, and the relationship is very stable.
So the three of them guessed that this reporter, Lin, must have used his connections to purchase a batch of nylon stockings from overseas, intending to sell them domestically and get a share of the market.
After all, China does not yet have the capacity to produce nylon stockings and has always relied on imports.
It wasn't until the 1950s that we had the ability to produce independently.
However, all three were shrewd old foxes, and naturally they wouldn't embarrass the future police chief over such a trivial matter.
Doesn't it matter whose goods you sell?
At worst, I'll agree to let her sell the goods in department stores, and settle accounts based on the actual sales volume each month.
They also collaborate with American companies in this way.
Although DuPont held the original patent, other companies entered the market after 1946.
Faced with Shanghai, the largest market in the Far East, many other companies want to seize market share.
The fact that they agreed to let a junior reporter's goods be put on the counter, to be sold first and then paid, is already a favor to Manager Lu.
Lin Wan took a sip of cola and took in the reactions of the three people.
Her red lips were slightly upturned, yet she remained calm and confident.
"To be honest with the three bosses, I'm just a middleman."
A friend from the south asked me to find a business partner in Shanghai.
The item they sell is stockings!
However, his stockings were different from those of Americans.
American nylon stockings have poor elasticity, low transparency, poor breathability, rough feel, and are prone to aging!
But my friend's stockings...
He paused, then turned and asked, "Manager Lu, have you found the person I asked you to help with?"
Manager Lu nodded: "You want the four dancers I found to be in the small room next door. They are all tall, beautiful young women."
"Huh?" The three bosses looked at each other, their faces showing confusion.
I don't understand why the product presentation suddenly shifted to the dancers.
This topic shift is quite significant!
Lin Wan put down her Coke bottle and smiled, "I asked Manager Lu to help me find four dancers, just to use them as models, so the three bosses can see for themselves!"
After saying that, he stood up, picked up his bag, and went into the small room next door.
Manager Lu immediately chimed in, raising his glass and laughing, "Let's keep drinking, seeing is believing!"
The three exchanged a glance, then smiled and raised their glasses.
However, a hint of indifference flashed in the eyes of all three.
They're just nylon stockings, what's the difference?
Could they possibly come up with something more elaborate?
A moment later, the door to the small room was opened.
Lin Wan walked out with a smile, introducing, "Spandex core-spun stockings!"
As soon as the words were spoken, four tall young women wearing high-slit cheongsams walked out.
On their legs, they wore black, flesh-colored, gray, and white over-the-knee stockings, respectively.
One of the dancers even had a lotus flower printed on her stockings!
The highly transparent texture clearly showcases the skin tone and contours of the legs.
The hazy, indistinct appearance enhances the sense of mystery and allure.
The fitted leg curves enhance the elegance of the posture.
Instantly, the four men in the private room were stunned.
This is completely different from the nylon stockings they are familiar with!
That vague, transparent sense of mystery stirred a slight impulse within them.
Even Mr. Liu, who is over fifty years old and relies on medication, seems to feel like he's back to normal!
Combined with the dancers' allure, the stockings appear even more sexy and seductive.
Lin Wan observed the four people's reactions, her face still bearing a warm smile.
He said, "This time my friend only sent two thousand pairs as a trial, and will increase the delivery volume later."
The purchase price of each pair of stockings was 7 silver dollars, and the unified retail price was 15 silver dollars.
We priced our stockings the same as those in the US to open up the market.
This price advantage is enough to capture market share from Americans.
The 900 pairs of stockings in this batch were settled in silver dollars or gold.
The remaining 1100 pairs were exchanged for medicinal herbs and antiques of corresponding value through barter.
If the three bosses are interested in cooperating, come to my apartment at 9:00 AM tomorrow to exchange money for goods.
I won't disturb you any longer so you can see for yourselves. I hope to cooperate with the three bosses.
Lin Wan greeted them with a smile, picked up her bag, and walked straight out of the private room.
Because next, in addition to seeing is believing, we also need to verify it ourselves.
It's inappropriate for her, a girl, to be there.
I believe that after the bosses have verified it, they will all come to cooperate tomorrow!
This was also a plan she and Chen Huai'an had discussed.
They publicly claimed that the real owner of the stockings was someone else, and that someone else would be arranged later to play the role of this southern owner.
In this way, she becomes just a middleman, earning a referral fee, and no one pays any attention to her.
Even if someone were to go to Guangzhou to investigate based on the manufacturer's address, it would take at least two or three months to travel back and forth.
By then, the situation in Shanghai would be settled, and there wouldn't be as many concerns.
Moreover, the barter system saves the trouble of searching for antiques and medicinal herbs.
The three big bosses all have these things readily available, so it's safer for them to collect them.
Lin Wan paid the bill and happily walked out of the restaurant.
As I got into the rickshaw, I took a deep look at the private room on the third floor of the restaurant.
Her red lips curled into a smile: "Their reaction was just as Huai'an predicted. Sure enough, men can't resist the allure of stockings!"
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at the same time
Chen Huai'an had also finished a busy day and was now hunched over his desk, writing furiously.
After being bound to the time-space system, his life was destined to change.
I can no longer continue in this job.
Besides, I don't get along with my supervisor and have wanted to resign for a long time.
I haven't left yet because I haven't found another job.
Chen Huai'an took a pen and wrote on an A4 sheet of paper: Resignation Letter!
Reason for resignation: My family has money now!
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
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