novellhall Chapter 146 My Identity Was Given to Me
Chapter 146 My Identity Was Given to Me
"Big sister."
"Big sister, your outfit looks really good on you," Da Bao said with a silly grin.
"Come on, let me take you shopping for clothes first."
Qiao An had just asked the front desk staff and found out that there is a street in Guangyun City that specializes in selling clothes.
It's full of stalls, and young people love to browse and find things there.
Qiao An led Feng Sanqiang and Da Bao to the high ladder street mentioned by the front desk.
Feng Sanqiang and Da Bao were shocked once again.
The street, which is less than five meters wide, is lined with small stalls on both sides.
A cloth was laid out on the ground, and that served as the stall.
The cloth was piled high with jeans, floral shirts, and all sorts of leather belts and sunglasses.
Slightly more upscale stalls will hang up clothes for customers to reference when choosing outfits.
Qiao An picked out an outfit for each of Feng Sanqiang and Da Bao, along with sunglasses and big leather shoes.
These cost less than one hundred yuan in total.
When Feng Sanqiang and Dabao changed their clothes at the guesthouse and reappeared in front of Qiao An, they were truly a sight to behold.
As the saying goes, clothes make the man and a saddle makes the horse.
The two men, dressed in bell-bottoms, chunky leather shoes, and floral shirts, looked considerably more handsome, ignoring their slightly embarrassed expressions.
Feng Sanqiang and Da Bao kept tugging at their pants and adjusting their shirts, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
They've never worn clothes like that before.
Qiao An wasn't actually here to buy goods; she was looking for other business opportunities.
She didn't want to open a factory, and she couldn't be bothered with the hassle.
But she also wanted to make a lot of money.
Joanne still set her sights on the clothing business.
But it's not simply buying and selling.
The city of Guangyun in the novel now has medium to large-sized garment factories.
They mostly sell imitations of clothes from the port city.
Qiao An could easily ask Mo Yuxuan to buy her different styles of clothes.
She provides sample garments, which are then mass-produced by clothing factories in Guangyun City, from which she earns a cut.
Isn't this money coming in completely effortless?
At noon, Qiao An first took Feng Sanqiang and Da Bao to the state-run restaurant for lunch.
The people here speak a language they can hardly understand.
While Qiao An was ordering, she slipped a small bag of strawberries and a bar of soap to the waiter.
"Big sister, I have something to ask you."
A few minutes later, Qiao An learned the location of Sanhe Garment Factory, the most famous garment factory in Guangyun City.
"Big sister, their dishes are so bland, it's like they didn't put any salt in them." Feng Sanqiang took a couple of bites and frowned.
"Hmm, they're not as good as the steamed buns my older sister makes." Da Bao nodded.
"This is a local specialty; you're just used to our food."
After lunch, Qiao An and the other two went to Sanhe Garment Factory.
They were greeted by a sales representative.
After all, Qiao An didn't have much background or strength, so it was already good enough that she had a sales representative to receive her.
Zhang Tianhao is 24 years old this year. He has been working at Sanhe Garment Factory for a year. He usually takes on odd jobs and earns less than 40 yuan a month. He can't even afford a nice piece of clothing.
He saw how much money those people made from selling clothes, and it would be a lie to say he wasn't envious.
He plans to resign at the end of this month and start his own business.
Today I received a task from my supervisor: to receive a client from Sichuan Province.
When he saw Joan, his eyes lit up.
This client was completely different from what he had imagined.
Qiao An doesn't plan to buy clothes from Sanhe Garment Factory this time, but she still wants to discuss cooperation first.
On the way here, she asked Mo Yuxuan to go to a clothing store and buy her a pair of flared pants with a little design and a dress with a cinched waist and a bow.
The two pieces of clothing are now in her handbag.
Zhang Tianhao didn't know how old Qiao An was, and kept calling him "comrade".
"Comrade, the quality of the clothes from our Sanhe Garment Factory is absolutely guaranteed. I can say with my hand on my chest that they are almost indistinguishable from those in Gangcheng. No one will be able to tell that they are counterfeit."
He led Joan to the showroom, which contained dozens of crudely made plastic mannequins dressed in clothes made by the Sanhe Garment Factory.
Qiao An looked at it and thought the style was only average.
"good."
Zhang Tianhao couldn't help but think to himself, "Zhongchuan Province isn't exactly wealthy."
Moreover, most of the people who do business here are from Haicheng or surrounding provinces and cities.
Do people from Nakagawa Province really understand clothing?
"Comrade, our Sanhe Garment Factory is not like those small vendors. We don't accept loose goods. For each style of clothing, the minimum order is 100 pieces. Bulk orders get better prices."
"Our boss has connections in Hong Kong, so all the fabrics come from there. Look at these jeans, the material is so good."
"And this shirt, it's made of the best Dacron material, something you definitely can't find in Nakagawa Province."
Although Zhang Tianhao felt that the deal was hopeless, he still patiently explained, thinking that he might as well try his luck first.
Joan touched the fabric on the mannequin.
It's really good; this polyester is much better than what she got from the rat warehouse.
Not only is it lightweight, but it also looks quite breathable.
Do you accept custom-made clothes?
"Custom-made?" Zhang Tianhao was stunned for a moment.
"You mean custom-made from provided drawings? You provide the drawings?"
Joanne shook her head. "No, I'm making sample garments."
"Sample garment?"
Zhang Tianhao was completely dumbfounded; this was the first time he had ever heard of such customization.
Without saying a word, Qiao An took out the sample garment she had prepared in advance from her bag.
"Where...where did you buy these clothes?"
Zhang Tianhao picked up the skirt and jeans; they were the same clothes, but Qiao An's were more stylish.
The jeans are double-breasted with a special patterned design along the crease.
The dress is even prettier; the cinched waist design flatters the figure, and the bow at the back adds a touch of elegance and movement. The pink and white checkered pattern is a favorite among girls.
"It's so beautiful, I've never seen a design like this before."
"Shouldn't we talk to your boss about this business?" Joan looked at him with a half-smile.
Zhang Tianhao coughed awkwardly twice.
He clearly recognized the value of the two pieces of clothing.
Joanne was right; he really couldn't negotiate this deal.
Zhang Tianhao led Qiao An and the other two to the boss's office.
Dong Dahai, the owner of Sanhe Garment Factory, couldn't take his eyes off the two sample garments on the table.
He had been working in the garment industry for several years and frequently traveled between Gangcheng and Guangyun City.
The port city was the most prosperous city in the entire south, but he was certain he had never seen clothes like these before.
"Comrade, did you buy these clothes?"
Joanne shook her head. "No, I did it."
"What?" Dong Dahai looked at Qiao An in disbelief.
She was young, dressed very nicely, and had delicate fingers; she didn't look like a seamstress at all.
Seeing Dong Dahai's surprised look, Qiao An explained.
"I have a sewing machine at home, and when I have nothing to do, I just do whatever comes to mind."
"This dress was made from fabric that someone gave me."
Dong Dahai looked down again; this was no ordinary fabric.
Ordinary families can't afford it.
Joanne sighed, "My parents' friends and subordinates send them lots of fabric during holidays. They're busy with work, and besides, they can't dress too flashy."
"I saw these fabrics gathering dust and felt it was a shame, so I took them and used them myself."
Dong Dahai suddenly realized.
No wonder this young woman looks so elegant; her parents must be high-ranking officials.