Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man

Chapter 1186: Chapter 1186: Slapped in the Face

“Okay, I’ve got it. Speaking of which, have you seen yesterday’s sales report?”

At the mention of yesterday’s sales, Su Wen’s eyes crinkled with laughter, already having forgotten the unpleasantness at Zhou Hengguang’s place.

In fact, she was someone whose temper flared up quickly but also subsided just as fast. She was only upset to stand up for her sister. Knowing that Su Qing hadn’t been bullied, she wasn’t angry anymore.

The scene from when she saw the sales report this morning still filled her with unstoppable joy.

The success was even greater than she had expected; all the initial investments had been recouped in just a single day. Only luxury goods with high-end positioning could yield such a high profit return rate.

Among these, she had to thank He Changming for providing top-quality furs. She needed to contact He Changming’s side when spare, to place additional orders.

“I’ve seen it. Fang Shuai brought it over first thing in the morning, and I’ve reported everything that needed to be reported. Lucky I poached Fang Shuai from Little Aunt, he’s been a huge help.”

Su Qing smiled knowingly, “Hahaha… happy, right?”

“Happy.”

“I’m happy too. Everyone in the studio breathed a huge sigh of relief. You missed last night’s celebration banquet, Big Sister. You didn’t see everyone so excited they almost fainted.”

She too took a long time to calm the excitement in her heart.

“There will be more opportunities in the future. We’ll stick to the strategy I set before, scarcity marketing, only sell ten pieces a day; anything more, we say it’s sold out, out of stock. Those who want it can pre-order and leave their address. We can deliver to local addresses.”

Su Wen wanted to play it steady and secure initially; absolutely couldn’t let the brand’s image drop for a bit of profit.

“Don’t worry, I got it.”

After reminding each other of a few more things, Su Qing left for the studio to work.

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

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Fashion Passion Magazine Agency—

The office area, which should have been bustling with activity during work hours, was unusually quiet. Only a few employees huddled together, either whispering or all ears, trying to eavesdrop on the argument coming from the director’s office.

Yes, an argument.

The new boss arrived yesterday, stirring up tension and making everyone anxious about being fired.

As expected, upon the new boss’s arrival, over a dozen people were dismissed, with the bearded photographer, who had long collaborated with the magazine agency, being the most regrettable loss.

Although the bearded photographer wasn’t one of their employees, owning his own studio, his dismissal still upset many.

And the bearded man didn’t mince his words either; he didn’t give the new boss any face before storming out.

The atmosphere yesterday was very awkward.

Everyone thought today would be better, but the boss, after reading the newspapers subscribed by the magazine agency, was even angrier than yesterday.

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

Song Zishan was fuming, her eyes nearly popping out as she stared at the newspaper on her desk. She just couldn’t believe it. If it weren’t for the detailed introduction on the paper, she would never have believed what it said.

She thought it laughable yesterday when everywhere she went, people talked about a new, super avant-garde, and super luxurious store in the city center. She scoffed, thinking country bumpkins had never seen the world.

However cutting-edge or luxurious, could it compare to the Capital?

But today, she was proven wrong.

“Enough, it’s just a small shop, stop looking at it.” Lu Jianan couldn’t stand it anymore, “Your magazine agency isn’t bad either, it’s larger, with more established distribution channels and a professional team.”

As she spoke, she snatched the newspaper and tossed it in the bin.