Chapter 1183 Slapped in the Face

"Okay, I remember. By the way, have you read yesterday's sales report?"

Mentioning yesterday's sales, Su Wen narrowed her eyes with a smile, and had long forgotten the unhappiness at Zhou Hengguang's house.

In fact, she is a person whose temper comes and goes quickly, and she is just to vent her temper to her sister. Knowing that Su Qing was not bullied, she stopped being angry a long time ago.

This reminds me of the scene when I saw the sales report in the morning, and I still can't stop being happy.

The popularity was even better than she expected, and all the investment in the early stage was fully recovered yesterday. Only luxury goods that take the high-end route can have such a large return on profit.

Among them, it is thanks to the high-quality fur provided by He Changming, and he has to contact He Changming to place additional orders when he finds time.

"Look, Fang Shuai sent it over early in the morning, and reported what should be reported. Fortunately, I dug Fang Shuai here from my aunt when I was a child, and it helped me a lot."

Su Qing smiled knowingly, "Hahaha...are you happy?"

"happy."

"I'm also very happy. Everyone in the studio was greatly relieved. It's a pity that you didn't go to the celebration banquet last night. You didn't see that everyone was so excited that you almost fainted."

It took her a long time to calm down the excitement in her heart.

"In the future, there will be opportunities. I will follow the policy I set before. Hunger Marketing will only sell ten pieces a day. If it exceeds, it will be sold out and sold out. If you want it, you can order it. If you leave the address in this city, you can deliver it to your door. "

In the early stage, Su Wen must be steady and steady, and she must not lower the brand style just because of a little profit.

"Don't worry, I understand."

The two sisters asked each other a few more words before Su Qing left to go to work in the studio.

Su Wen yawned, locked the door and went upstairs to her room to sleep.

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Aishang Magazine——

In the office area, which was supposed to be extremely busy during working hours, there was no one there this time. Occasionally, a few employees hid together either whispering or listening to the quarrel in the director's office.

Yes, it was a quarrel.

The new boss came yesterday. He is so stylish that everyone is very nervous and worried about being fired.

Sure enough, when the new boss arrived yesterday, more than a dozen of them were fired. The most regrettable thing was the bearded photographer who had worked with the magazine for a long time.

Although the bearded photographer is not their employee and they have their own photo studio, it still makes many people feel uneasy.

Moreover, the bearded man has a very aggressive temper, and he slammed the door and left without saving face for the new boss.

It was awkward yesterday.

I thought today would be fine, but who knew that after reading the newspaper subscribed by the magazine, the boss became even more angry than yesterday.

The employees outside were on tenterhooks, and the atmosphere inside was tense.

Song Zishan was furious, staring at the newspaper on the desk, almost staring out of her eyes. She couldn't believe it, and if it wasn't for the most detailed introduction in the newspaper, she would never believe what was said above.

Thinking of walking there yesterday, people were talking about the opening of a super avant-garde and super luxurious store in the city center, and she snorted, laughing in her heart that the country bumpkin has never seen the world.

No matter how superb and advanced, can it compare with the capital?

But today I was slapped in the face.

"Okay, it's just a small shop." Lu Jianan couldn't stand it anymore, "Your magazine is not bad, it's bigger than hers, and the distribution channels and team are the most professional."

As he spoke, he took the newspaper away and threw it into the trash can.