"Team leader, this clothing design is very clever, and it combines machine and hand processes. So of the patterns on it look like embroidery. If we were to use a machine to embroider, we don’t have such machines, and even if we hand-embroidered, we don’t have the skill to match it. So what we produce isn’t going to resemble it much; at least, we can’t reproduce what seems to be high-end pattern on it."
The team leader quickly took over the clothes and after studying it for a long while, he indeed found that what the designer said was correct. No wonder the garnt is priced so high; such fine craftsmanship is rare. He himself makes so clothes and has seen a lot in the company, but craftsmanship like this is hard to find within their company.
Thus, they couldn’t possibly produce exactly the sa piece. However, they were never intending to produce an exact copy; after all, it’s soone else’s design and they aid to make sothing similar, not identical.
And soon after, many new clothes appeared in the market, not only from Fenghua Company but also many small companies who had drawn inspiration from Cafe Won’s Clothing, but just as theirs ca out, Cafe Won’s Clothing released another batch of new items.
This ti it was cotton clothes, which were very brightly colored but didn’t appear gaudy. Instead, they felt refreshing and could uplift one’s mood.
But what was special wasn’t just the colors of the cotton clothes; it was their styles, including solid colors, checks, and various stripes. On the first day of release, they already sold many, as many custors are regulars of Cafe Won’s Clothing. Every garnt from Cafe Won’s Clothing had a lot of thought put into it—from design, manufacturing, to later ironing—each adhering to certain standards, and the quality was always very good. Many people only realized after several washes that the expensive clothing they bought felt more and more worth it over ti.
So, because Cafe Won’s Clothing was so expensive, opted to buy from other brands; they never felt the difference until they compared their clothes with those from Cafe Won’s Clothing, where issues in patterns, fabric, and the overall wearing effect surfaced.
Those who wore imitation clothes could only endure their embarrassnt, whereas those in the genuine products were all smiles and stood confidently.
Hence, humans really are intriguing creatures.
People have complex thoughts, nurous ideas, and their feelings can change quickly.
Qin Xiangnuan was arranging clothes in the store when she heard the tinkling of the glass door bell—it wasn’t the electronic sounds of later days welcoming custors.
Li Yuan and Zhang Lulu quickly welcod the guests, showing their standard full set of teeth.
"Hello, welco to our store. Feel free to look around and try on anything you like."
A pair of won who looked like mother and daughter ca over and began touching the clothes. The middle-aged woman whispered to the younger one.
"This fabric feels very thick, must be expensive, right?"
The young woman took a piece of clothing and held it against herself in the mirror.
"It really looks good," the older one nodded repeatedly, a proud smile on her face, "My Xiang i is beautiful, she looks good in anything."
The young girl couldn’t help but lift the corners of her lips, then took another piece, hesitating for a long ti, uncertain about which one to choose.
She took the clothes into the fitting room, tried both, and found she looked pretty in either.
anwhile, Qin Xiangnuan, sitting on the sofa and reading a magazine, looked up and saw that middle-aged woman touching here and there.
She was slightly surprised, her lips naturally raised a little, it was not much of a curve, unclear whether she was smiling or not, but overall, there scarcely seed to be any mirth in her eyes.
Oh, Hu Li.
She too had co to Capital City. It seems Qin Xiang i’s good days are approaching.
The fitting room door opened again, and Qin Xiang i stepped out with a finely made up face, managing to convey a feeling of beauty. Her face was beautiful indeed, albeit sowhat common and her eyes not as bright as before. Such looks also owe much to the clothes and makeup she wore, not quite the ethereal beauty of her past life.
From childhood till now, she truly had always watched how much Qin Xiang i’s looks had changed.
Now, she understood, without the system, Qin Xiang i’s charm was rely a tenth of her past life’s, but still, even that tenth was enough for Song Wang to try everything to marry her.
Thinking of the dates, it seems like it’s quite soon.
"I’ll take both of these," Qin Xiang i handed the clothes back to Zhang Lulu with quite a bold statent.
"Alright, please wait," Zhang Lulu replied with a perfectly polite smile, after all, having spent a long ti in the store she had mastered the calm composure; otherwise, had it been before, she would have jumped up excitedly upon selling a single garnt.
She efficiently folded both garnts and put them in paper bags—Cafe Won’s Clothing is very particular from the garnts themselves to the packaging. These paper bags were specifically designed by soone Qin Xiangnuan hired. Not being an expert herself, she sought professional help and used a familiar printing house which offered a high price and naturally, a high grade.
"That will be one thousand three," Zhang Lulu pressed a few keys on the calculator and handed the clothes to Qin Xiang i.
"What, one thousand three?" Hu Li’s voice imdiately sharpened, "What kind of clothes are these, made of gold or silver? Why are they so expensive; isn’t your shop ripping us off by overcharging like this?"
But Zhang Lu was still smiling, "Sorry, our store’s clothes have fixed prices, we do not bargain or discount."
"Let’s leave, we’re not buying," Hu Li pulled Qin Xiang i to leave, "What kind of place is this? It’s just ripping people off!"
Qin Xiang i’s face was a bit hot, feeling quite regretful about bringing Hu Li along. If not for the high prices at Cafe Won’s Clothing, she wouldn’t have co. She was going to be part of the Song Family soon, she couldn’t possibly not have a few decent clothes. Although pricey, within their circles, everyone wore Cafe Won’s Clothing, so even richer folks had their clothes custom-designed by the designers, which sure looked good and unique, but that was horrifyingly more expensive. She couldn’t afford that yet, but once she married Song Wang, getting a few custom pieces was just a matter of lifting a finger.
Zhang Lulu didn’t show too much emotion, actually, dealing with clients like Hu Li was common for them, and they had long developed thods to handle such situations.
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