America's Top Player

Chapter 36 Victoria's Secret

Li Ang thought about it carefully. Not only did the other party make huge concessions in terms of money for him, but he also came a day early.

It seems ungentlemanly if you can't even meet this small request of a lady.

In desperation, he immediately set off for Manhattan, New York's Fifth Avenue, known as the Dream Street.

This was his first time here since he traveled through time. Even though he had a small fortune now, he was not willing to cross the Brooklyn Bridge easily.

In fact, there is no special reason. People will inevitably feel insignificant in front of the skyscrapers in Manhattan that soar into the sky. The confidence accumulated through the increase of wealth will immediately vanish into thin air when they get here.

World-class landmarks such as the Empire State Building, the New York Public Library, Rockefeller Center, St. Patrick's Cathedral and Central Park are located here.

Luxury goods here are as necessary as daily necessities for everyone, and the clothes of even the most ordinary office workers cost at least several thousand dollars.

Almost all the world's luxury brands are gathered here. According to statistics from relevant consulting agencies, Fifth Avenue is the most expensive retail location in the world, without a doubt.

Li Ang looked up at the towering Empire State Building and spat, "Only when you go to Hollywood do you realize how small the stars are, and only when you go to Manhattan do you realize how little money you have."

He dialed Robbie's number: "Miss Robbie, I'm already at Fifth Avenue."

"That's pretty fast! I'll be waiting for you at the New York Museum."

Walking north along Park Avenue, passing through New York's Upper East Side, the world's most famous wealthy area, Li Ang arrived near the New York Museum of Art.

Looking around, there was no sign of Robbie in front of the museum.

He picked up the phone again: "Robbie, are you in the museum now?"

"No! Look, there's a very conspicuous pink sign nearby. You should be able to see it easily!"

A pink sign?
Li Ang walked around the museum and saw a huge pink sign at the corner.

"Victoria's Secret What is Queen Victoria's secret?"

“Is it also a secret that tens of millions of people starved to death in India during her administration?”

Having been used to being a slave at the bottom of society, Li Ang had no idea about Victoria's Secret, the world's most famous high-end women's underwear brand.

Plus, the PINK store is right next to the Museum of the City of New York, so he mistook it for a special exhibition held by the museum to commemorate the victims of Victoria's reign.
Watching the avant-garde beauties coming in and out of the store, Li Ang couldn't help but sigh, "As expected of Manhattan... The girls here are quite curious."

"Hey! Leon! I see you! Come here!"

Leon looked over and saw Robbie leaning half of his body out through the huge glass door of the store.

Robbie is as radiant as ever today, wearing a pink belly-baring tank top on the upper body and a pair of denim hot pants that reveal half of her buttocks on the lower body.

Li Ang looked at the beautiful body vaguely emerging from the jeans and almost blurted out: What's the difference between this and underwear? Do I need to wear underwear specifically?
But even this kind of outfit is not conspicuous here. Girls on the streets of New York wear this way in the summer.

What really makes Robbie stand out from the crowd is her sweet smile that is like a human Barbie.

Li Ang blurted out: "Aren't you going to buy underwear? You came here right after getting off the plane. You seem to be quite studious."

"Learn?" Robbie was confused when he heard that. After recovering from his shock, he smiled wickedly and said, "Sexiness is a process of exploration. Girls can never finish learning it in their lifetime."

This time it was Li Ang's turn to be confused. Does Queen Victoria's bloated body have anything to do with the word sexy?

Before he could figure out the problem, Robbie grabbed his wrist and walked into the store.

A dazzling array of women's underwear instantly filled Li Ang's sight. Lace, transparent, with a single string, with pearls.
"WTF"

Li Ang was like a Texas redneck who had never seen the world. He watched and marveled at human imagination.

These styles are not just about the lack of fabric. Leon is no longer surprised by the fact that Bonnie only wears one string all year round.

The problem is that it takes a lot of brain cells for the designer to design so many patterns for such a small piece of cloth.

But no matter how different these styles are, they all have one thing in common - very little fabric.

Only then did he realize what Victoria's Secret was.

"Is this suitable for me?" Robbie said, holding a pink sports bra in his hand.

After examining it carefully, Li Ang said seriously, "It's not suitable."

"Why? I like pink~"

"It has nothing to do with the color. It's more about the fabric. It's going to be too hot in this weather."

"No way," Robbie said, looking at the underwear carefully.

It’s almost impossible to cover it, and there’s still so much fabric?
She gave Leon a coquettish roll of the eyes, turned around and went to the shelf to choose a pair of the same color but with less fabric.

"Do you like this?"

“perfect.”

After knowing Leon's taste, Robbie bought more than a dozen sets of underwear in a row as if he was on a shopping spree.

Unexpectedly, when it was time to check out, Li Angnan took the initiative to stand in front of the cashier and took out his bank card to swipe it.

According to his idea, how much could this pile of rags that couldn't wrap anything be worth?

The number that flashed on the cash register screen made Li Ang stunned. Such a pile of rags was actually worth more than 1000 US dollars!
"WTF, this world is really crazy." He cursed and swiped the card through the POS machine.

Bonnie only charges ten dollars for the same style of underwear in Brownsville, and it is even cheaper in the Chinese community in Brooklyn.

Those products that come from overseas are not only of better quality, but also have more imaginative styles.

Wearing these clothes, women can choose to transform themselves into nurses, flight attendants, spicy teachers or even characters from cartoons.
The biggest difference between them and Victoria's stores is that they lack a high-end brand label.

Li Ang's keen business sense immediately realized that this was a highly profitable business.

From the raw material of a piece of underwear to the finished product that enters the Victoria's Secret store, its value increases by at least dozens of times.

Given the decline of the U.S. textile industry, the industry has long since shifted its production capacity to Asian and Latin American countries, where material and labor costs are lower.

This means that the actual rate of return may be even higher!

The more Li Ang thought about it, the funnier it became. Those Mexicans risked being shot to ship cocaine from Colombia to the United States, but their actual profit margin was far less than that of a brand selling underwear.

It is a popular trend nowadays for celebrity singers to launch their own personal brands. He has reason to believe that if superstars like Beyoncé or Rihanna launch their own brand of underwear, it will definitely sell well.

At this time, he already had a vague business plan in mind for creating a personal brand.

(End of this chapter)