Lian Qingxuan’s voice is soft as well, like a gentle spring breeze, making people feel incredibly comfortable. Her smile is beautiful, far superior to that little girl in the cake shop with Xue Zhiyuan.
A ho flower truly doesn’t have the fragrance of a wild flower.
No matter how outstanding, how beautiful, or how good of a family background Lian Qingxuan has, she still couldn’t hold a candle to that rely delicate little girl.
Tang Yue sighed inwardly, thinking Xue Zhiyuan must have been blind.
"Sister Xuan, it’s nothing, I’m just here with them to take a look." Tang Yue said with a smile, as she glanced into the glass room and asked, "Sister Xuan, are you making skincare products in here?"
"Yes, I’ll give you a set."
Lian Qingxuan said while handing over a finished set to Tang Yue, "Though it’s not worth much, this cream is really good, with a light scent. You should sll it."
Lian Qingxuan picked up a sample, applied it to her hand, and let her sll it. She said, "Rest assured, all these products are developed by us, guaranteed to be all-natural."
Tang Yue looked at the cream, in a simple white bottle, with a label that reads ’Qingiren’, appearing very simple, with small words next to it explaining the ingredients.
"It slls nice, was it developed by you or soone in your company?" Tang Yue asked, applying it to her hand, the light scent slled quite pleasant. However, she hadn’t heard of this brand, perhaps...
In later generations, this brand didn’t last, but just by the scent, it was quite nice.
"Yes, this formula is passed down from my ancestors. I’ve made quite a lot, but unfortunately..." Lian Qingxuan said, pursing her lips, heartily devoted to this shop and its workshop.
Xue Zhiyuan had urged her countless tis to shut down, but she was adamant on this point.
But, if it continued not to be profitable, even she might not know how long she could hold on.
She just couldn’t understand why, despite Qingiren’s quality, nobody seed to like it.
"Have you applied for a patent? For skincare, there are many certifications required, right?" Tang Yue didn’t quite understand these processes, but skincare products and costics should be similar, and anything applied to the face must be safe, so naturally, various certificates and procedures are needed.
"Yes, there are." Lian Qingxuan nodded, she said, "Rest assured, even though it’s small here, all processes are absolutely complete. Inside this glass room, this entire floor, except for a reception room, a small showroom, and an office, is entirely dedicated to making beauty cream."
"Still too small to produce in bulk, if production doesn’t scale up, selling is not easy either." Tang Yue analyzed; besides production issues, a crucial reason was the lack of brand awareness, with a small shop, few consurs, and those simple bottles didn’t appear upscale.
"Yes, I still dream of this shop expanding like your clothing stores, opening many branches." Lian Qingxuan said wistfully.
Tang Yue got a brief understanding of the situation, and upon hearing that Lian Qingxuan spends at least ten hours a day here, she finally understood that Lian Qingxuan was channeling grief into motivation, striving to manage this skincare shop well.
In the mornings, after sending the kids to school, she’d co to the shop, then head ho when they were done; and if it was Saturday or Sunday, Lian Qingxuan would be busy here all day.
"Sister Xuan, you’re always here at the shop, do you have ti to spend with your husband?" Tang Yue couldn’t help asking.
"I..." Lian Qingxuan hesitated uncomfortably, she said, "He’s always very busy."
"Busy coaxing little girls." Lian Qingzhi whispered, but Lian Qingling quickly pulled her aside.
Lian Qingxuan’s awkwardness quickly faded, and even though she heard Lian Qingzhi’s remark, she pretended not to, as it wasn’t the first ti Xue Zhiyuan had done this. Lian Qingzhi had always disliked him.
"Xiao Yue, my relationship with him is not as good as it seems on the surface." Lian Qingxuan didn’t intend to hide from Tang Yue, as many people already knew, and there was no point in concealing it. She said, "For this life, I’ve accepted it as it is, my only wish is to sustain this shop."
Lian Qingxuan held deep feelings for this shop; it was also what kept her going.
"Sister Xuan, don’t lose heart. As long as the product is good, there’s no fear of it not selling." Tang Yue took a set of skincare products and wandered around the shop for a while before returning.
"Sister Xiao Yue, have you thought of how to help?" Lian Qingzhi asked expectantly.
Lian Qingling cleared her throat and said, "Lian Qingzhi, do you think Sister Xiao Yue is a magician?"
"What we need right now is to revive the Qingiren store." Tang Yue smiled warmly, looking at the beauty cream in the bag. Its scent and moisturizing effects were excellent, and in this era, there were no mixed additives, ensuring the quality was top-notch.
If the effects are truly good, this beauty cream will undoubtedly be a great product in the future.
However, the problem with Qingiren is that the range of products is too limited right now. Just a beauty cream with several different versions, a vast store but with few self-developed products, most items sold are from other brands.
To revive the store, a lot needs to be done.
"Xiao Yue, why have you returned so quickly?" Zhang Hualian had just coaxed Zaozao and Chenchen to sleep, and upon seeing Tang Yue return, couldn’t help but check the ti, noticing it had only been two hours.
"Mom, when will it be ti to stop breastfeeding?"
Tang Yue rubbed her swollen breasts, having only been out for two hours, she needed to return soon, or they would be unbearably painful.
"Nonsense, it’s been less than a hundred days, and you want to wean already?" Zhang Hualian glanced at her and said, "Don’t even think about it, the baby should be nursed until at least one year old."
"Mom, with Zaozao and Chenchen, you don’t love anymore."
Tang Yue pulled a sulking expression at Zhang Hualian, looking at her with a pitiful gaze. Now, every ti she hears Zhang Hualian say: focus on the child, the baby needs to eat, the baby needs sothing...
It’s never like before, where she was always thought of.
"You, competing with your own son and daughter for love?" Zhang Hualian couldn’t help but laugh, tapping her daughter’s forehead. She loved it when her daughter acted spoiled, representing their close mother-daughter relationship.
"Mom, I’m definitely jealous."
Tang Yue leaned into Zhang Hualian’s arms, her chest aching, "Have Zaozao and Chenchen fallen asleep?"
"They’ve been asleep for a little while, probably will wake soon," Zhang Hualian replied.
Tang Yue walked upstairs and as she reached the top, she saw Chenchen waving her tiny fists, ready to cry. She quickly picked up Chenchen before she cried and started nursing her. Chenchen, slling her mother’s scent, felt incredibly safe, and happily started drinking milk.
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