The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 61 Polka Dot Dress

Two hours later, all ten outfits had been photographed.

The boss held onto Gao Qinghe, not wanting her to leave.

However, Gao Qinghe's words, "If you bid again, you'll have to raise the price," successfully made the boss relent.

Gao Qinghe changed back into her clothes and asked the photo studio owner, "When can the photos be developed at the earliest?"

The photo studio owner was also eager to see the finished product, as this was the first time he had photographed such a beautiful and professional model.

"I'll go back and wash it tonight, and I'll be able to see the photos tomorrow morning."

Then, he asked the excited shop owner, "Do you want all of them printed? How many enlargements are you planning to make?"

Gao Qinghe also looked over; this was related to how much modeling fee she could take away.

The shop owner thought for a moment and said, "Wash them all, wash them first, then I'll look at them and choose the ones to enlarge."

"Okay, then I'll get them all developed for you first." The photo studio owner left first, eager to get the finished products out.

The boss and Gao Qinghe discussed that they would go to see the photos together tomorrow afternoon, and then settle the payment for her after selecting the photos to be enlarged.

Gao Qinghe nodded, "No problem, let's talk about the price of these dresses first today."

"Since I'm modeling for you and styling your outfits for free, you absolutely have to give me the lowest price this time, sis!"

The boss readily agreed, "No problem, you choose first, and I'll calculate the total bill for you once you've made your selection."

With her words, Gao Qinghe was happy regardless of whether it was the lowest price or not.

After Gao Qingmiao put down the goods she had bought, the siblings began to select items.

While choosing Gao Qinghe, she told her younger brother how to judge the style of clothes and how to distinguish the quality.

She meticulously inspected even the stitching and labels, refusing to pick out anything with loose threads.

They can also explain in detail how to determine clothing sizes and what customer profile to target.

The boss watched in alarm, thinking to himself, "Luckily, Gao Qinghe doesn't do wholesale, otherwise I would be in trouble."

But she was really curious about how Gao Qinghe, a young man, knew all this.

Find an opportunity to tentatively ask, "Hey girl, you seem to know a lot about clothes."

Gao Qinghe said, half-jokingly, "After seeing a lot, you can naturally summarize some experience."

Have you seen too much of this?
The boss looked at her youthful face, which appeared to be around twenty years old, and smiled in surprise. "You don't look that old. Do you have relatives in the clothing business?"

This time, Gao Qinghe didn't respond, leaving room for her younger brother to make his own decisions.

After half a month of running a stall, Gao Qingmiao had already learned that no matter what you do or what your real situation is, you have to learn to exaggerate!

In the words of the eldest sister, one's persona is entirely self-created.

So the young man blushed slightly and said, "I didn't expect you to see through this, boss. There is indeed someone in my family who runs a processing factory, but the factory is not located here, and it's not for making clothes. My sister and I just wanted to take some goods to try it out ourselves."

Since the factory is not located in the province and does not produce ready-made garments, the owner naturally could not find out.

Anyway, the boss just asked casually, and hearing this explanation, whether it was true or not, answered her doubts.

So I didn't ask any further questions and just recommended other styles to the siblings.

"Want some more pants?"

In her opinion, the Gao siblings have excellent taste.

She was initially worried that the leggings wouldn't sell well, but unexpectedly, after the siblings took a batch, they suddenly became a hit.

Then, seeing Gao Qinghe staring intently at this batch of polka-dot dresses, the shop owner secretly kept an eye on it, thinking that this might very well be the next hot item.

Gao Qinghe shook her head; this time she would only buy one item.

If it weren't for the fact that Sister Hong's family owns a shoe store, she would have planned to get a complete set from head to toe and sell them as a set.

In the end, Gao Qinghe and her brother ordered a total of twenty polka dot dresses in five different colors.

The shopkeeper was fiddling with his calculator, calculating four or five times before both sides finally reached an agreement: 12 yuan per piece.

In terms of workmanship, design, and materials, this wholesale price is indeed as low as it can get. Gao Qinghe knew this and gestured for her younger brother to take out the money to pay.

"Why don't you come over tomorrow at noon, and we can go look at the photos together?" the boss suggested.

Gao Qinghe agreed; she also wanted to develop a few photos herself and take them back to display at her stall.

Having agreed on a time, the siblings carried two large bags of goods back to the hotel first.

After a one-hour break at noon, I returned to the market in the afternoon.

You can't just lay out your clothes in a display case; that's not attractive at all.

To be noticed at a glance, a mannequin and a display stand are both essential.

Gao Qinghe, who uses mannequins and clothes hangers, plans to go to the county town to see if she can find some secondhand goods from other clothing stores.

The display racks were bought at the market.

She had already found a display rack she liked; it was one that she could assemble herself and had wheels, making it easy to take on the train.

The siblings spent 80 yuan to bring back two wrought iron clothing display racks and a tree branch support frame to the hotel.

All the goods together look like quite a lot.

"It's exhausting to have to carry all the goods by hand every time," Gao Qinghe complained.

Gao Qingmiao offered no comparison, saying, "Isn't everyone like this?"

Gao Qinghe thought for a moment and said, "Let's go, buy the train tickets and call home to ask Dad to have Brother Li come to the Linxian train station to pick us up."

"By the way, are there any logistics companies around here that specialize in delivery?"

Gao Qingmiao understood the first part, but what about the logistics company mentioned later?
But the older sister definitely knows that he just needs to follow along.

I bought my return train ticket and called the village.

The siblings ate dinner at a small stall next to the newsstand while waiting for a call back.

The shopkeeper said it would take time to call someone, so the siblings waited another half hour after dinner before finally receiving a call back from Gao Chongyi.

After confirming that someone would come to the train station to pick up the goods, the siblings visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, we haven't been able to contact the logistics company yet.

Searching aimlessly is a waste of time. Gao Qinghe said, "It's getting late, let's go back to the hotel first. I'll ask Boss Chen tomorrow. They take such large orders, they must have something to do with logistics."

So the siblings went back to the hotel, counted their money, and went to bed early.

I stayed an extra day just to wait for the photos.

Around noon, Gao Qinghe was finally able to sleep until she naturally woke up.

Gao Qingmiao got up early in the morning, bought breakfast and put it on the table, then went out for a walk all morning.

I actually bought an electric iron.

Gao Qinghe slapped her forehead. "I almost forgot about this. How did you remember that?"

Gao Qingmiao raised an eyebrow smugly, "I was strolling along the road when I saw the laundromat and suddenly remembered it."

Feeling her sister's surprised and admiring gaze, Gao Qingmiao was so proud that her hair almost flew up.

I finally did something my older sister never expected!

The clothes I packed to take home will all be wrinkled when I unfold them.

If you don't iron it, it will look like a rag when you hang it out, so how can you sell it for a high price?
After a quick lunch, the siblings headed straight to the photo studio, where they happened to run into Mr. Chen at the entrance.

Both sides are looking forward to the final product.

Judging from Lao Zhao's reaction at the photo studio yesterday, the photos must be pretty good.

But Gao Qinghe was pleasantly surprised when she actually saw the developed color photos.

(End of this chapter)