Unlimited Black Cards! A Mysterious and Wealthy Young Lady!

Fu Siya followed Jiang Wenxi's gaze and saw the cheongsam shop called "Shulou". The shop's storefront design was simple and elegant, and the two characters "Shulou" on the wooden signboard were in vigorous and powerful calligraphy, paired with light blue silk curtains, exuding a strong Chinese charm.

"Sure, let's go!" Fu Siya readily agreed, taking Jiang Wenxi's arm as they walked over.

Pushing open the shop door, the interior space wasn't large, but it was decorated very elegantly, with various cheongsams hanging on the walls. At that moment, there was only one customer browsing casually inside.

"Hello, welcome to Shulou." A shop assistant dressed in a light gray Chinese-style jacket and skirt immediately came up to us with a gentle smile and a respectful and friendly tone.

Jiang Wenxi nodded slightly, her gaze slowly sweeping over the cheongsams in the shop, before asking, "I'd like to ask if you offer custom-made cheongsams?"

"Yes, miss," the sales assistant quickly replied. "Most of the cheongsams in our store are custom-made. After all, the most important thing about cheongsams is a good fit. Only by tailoring can they better fit the body and bring out the charm of the cheongsam."

"Okay," Jiang Wenxi replied, then said, "One piece of each of the following materials that your store can make: silk, satin, cotton and linen, velvet, chiffon, and lace."

Upon hearing this, the shop assistant froze on the spot, her eyes wide with disbelief. She tentatively asked for confirmation:

"Are you sure? One of each of these materials and styles?" You know, the store has quite a few styles of cheongsams, and one of each material would add up to a considerable order.

"Confirmed." Jiang Wenxi's tone was calm, as if she were just talking about something trivial.

"Okay, please wait a moment, I'll have our manager come right away!" The clerk realized what was happening and quickly replied, turning around and walking hurriedly towards the back of the store.

She dared not make the decision on her own regarding such a large order.

Just as the shop assistant left, Jiang Wenxi suddenly heard a system notification in her mind: [Ding! Congratulations to the host for supporting ancient traditional culture. A reward of 1000 bolts each of Xiangyun yarn and pure silk fabrics is given.]

Jiang Wenxi's heart stirred slightly, and she said to the system in her mind, "I didn't expect you to have this kind of reward."

"Of course, our system's rewards are only limited by what the host can imagine; there's nothing we don't offer." The system's voice carried a hint of smugness.

As they were talking, a young woman walked over quickly. She was about twenty-seven years old and wore a light blue Shanghai-style cheongsam embroidered with delicate magnolia flowers, which accentuated her gentle and quiet demeanor.

Her long, black hair was styled into a low bun, adorned with a white jade hairpin. She had delicate features and an elegant demeanor.

"Hello, I am Yan Lanshu, the manager of Shulou." Yan Lanshu walked up to Jiang Wenxi, bowed slightly, and looked at the two of them with gentle eyes.

"The sales assistant, Xiaomi, said you'd like to order cheongsams in various materials and styles?"

Jiang Wenxi nodded: "Yes."

Yan Lanshu's face showed a hint of difficulty, and she said with a slightly unsure tone:

"Ms. Jiang, it's like this. To order so many cheongsams, we need to purchase a large amount of fabric in the early stages. Our store doesn't have that much working capital at the moment, so you may need to pay a prepayment upfront."

Yan Lanshu was filled with trepidation. After graduating from university, she had been determined to start her own cheongsam shop, to pass on the traditional Shanghai-style cheongsam craftsmanship, and even to turn it into a high-end luxury brand.

Unexpectedly, the craftsmanship of cheongsams is complex, and the time and cost of making one are very high, so the price is naturally not low and it is difficult for the general public to accept. In addition, the store is located in a high-end business district with high rent. Since its opening, it has not only failed to make a profit, but is also about to reach the point of being unable to make a profit.

If it weren't for his previous savings, the shop would have gone out of business long ago.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wenxi did not show any mockery. Instead, she calmly asked, "Are cheongsams not selling well?"

Yan Lanshu paused for a moment, then nodded with a wry smile and said frankly:

"To be honest, I originally wanted to make luxury cheongsams, pursuing the ultimate craftsmanship and quality. But after making them, I realized that with such high craftsmanship costs, the selling price naturally can't be lowered, and there are very few customers who can accept it. In addition, the rent here is also high, so now I am indeed a bit unable to make ends meet." She said, her tone full of helplessness and disappointment.

Jiang Wenxi nodded slightly, already having an idea in mind. She looked at Yan Lanshu and asked earnestly, "Are you open to investment?"

"Investment?" Yan Lanshu suddenly raised her head, her previously dim eyes instantly bursting with dazzling light.

She instinctively gripped the hem of her skirt with both hands, her fingertips turning white from the force. Her voice was filled with urgency and disbelief, trembling almost imperceptibly.

"Miss...are you sure you want to invest in our store? You're not kidding me, are you?"

"My surname is Jiang, Jiang Wenxi." Jiang Wenxi did not answer directly, but first gave her name.

"Yes, Miss Jiang!" Yan Lanshu replied hastily, her breathing becoming rapid and her chest rising and falling slightly.

She took another half step forward, her eyes fixed on Jiang Wenxi, as if afraid she had misheard, and asked again to confirm:

"Are you really sure you want to invest in our Shulou? Ms. Jiang, I must make it clear to you that our store is not only not profitable, but also operating at a loss. We have to put money into it every month..." she said, her tone tinged with humility.

"It's alright," Jiang Wenxi said calmly. "Not making a profit now doesn't mean you won't in the future. What I value is the craftsmanship and quality of your cheongsams. As long as you manage it well, there will always be room for growth."

"Don't worry, Sister Jiang! I promise I'll give you the proposal by tomorrow night!" Yan Lanshu said confidently, addressing her as "Sister Jiang" repeatedly, which made her seem very close to her.

She was now brimming with energy, all her previous fatigue and disappointment gone, as if she had rediscovered her direction. With the investment of 200 million yuan, she could finally unleash her potential to realize her dreams.

Jiang Wenxi nodded slightly: "There's no need to rush, just give it to me within three days."

"Okay! No problem!" Yan Lanshu replied quickly.

"I'll transfer 5000 million to you first, so we can make the batch of cheongsams I requested. I'll arrange the remaining funds after I've reviewed the project proposal," Jiang Wenxi said.

"Okay, okay! I'll provide you with the account information right away!" Yan Lanshu said hurriedly, turning around to get paper and pen, her steps slightly unsteady, clearly not yet fully recovered from the huge surprise.

"No need for that, just send me your account information on my phone," Jiang Wenxi said, giving him her phone number.