Quick wear: I kill the male and female protagonists 48 hours a day.

"Jinhe International Clothing Store."

Xiao Wang stood under the sign and looked at it for a long time, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.

"With the addition of the word "international", it is indeed much more advanced."

"The goods inside are all in line with foreign styles and are worthy of these two words."

After the shop was packed up, Jin Shu arranged several sewing machines in the vacant space in the backyard.

Women from the village would definitely not come to the city. At this time, there were not many migrant workers in the city. Fortunately, Jin Shu had already observed many women using sewing machines on the street in the nearby park.

They only take casual jobs and do not need a shop or other equipment. They sit alone on the roadside with a sewing machine, waiting for customers to come.

Jin Shu talked to them and found that their daily income was unstable. On good days, they could earn more than two yuan, but on bad days, they might not earn even a cent.

Isn't this easy to handle?

Jin Shu directly offered them a basic salary plus piecework wages, telling them that they could earn at least 25 a month, and it was not impossible to earn [-] or [-] if they worked a little harder.

Several women were immediately interested. The sewing machines can be left at home for their families to use. When they come to Jinshu, they can also have ready-made machines for use. They get everything they earn and there is no cost at all.

In this way, four workers were found.

On the first day of the store's opening, Xiao Wang stood at the door wearing a new style of assault cotton jacket. Customers came to the door automatically without saying anything or even shouting.

A tin of clothes costs 12 yuan, which is quite expensive.

"The materials used in our clothes are all of the best, and if you search all over the country, you can't find cotton clothes like ours. You only have to wear this one in winter, and I will keep you warm.

Think about it, you can still look good and wear bright colors in winter. Who else on this street can be more fashionable than you?

If you wear one piece for five years, it only costs less than three yuan a year, which is a good deal. "

Xiao Wang is very eloquent, and he has a good understanding of local wage levels. His fixed price and no counter-offer attitude made several girls opposite him excited but hesitant.

The clothes are sold for 12 yuan. The style is good-looking and the quality is thick. It must be warm and fashionable to wear, but the price...

"It's okay if you don't want to buy it. Come in and try it on. It doesn't cost anything to try on clothes anyway."

A group of four girls couldn't help but go in as soon as they heard that they could try it.

Several people took turns to try on this dress. Looking in the full-length mirror in front of them, they saw that it was lighter and more comfortable than expected, and the wrapping property was particularly good. It didn't look that bulky, but it was more comfortable and warmer than the best woolen coats at the moment. .

Once it's on, some people are reluctant to take it off.

Xiao Wang saw that the other two were short of money and immediately recommended other clothes.

"The warmth of this piece is good, and the style is okay. Although it is not the most popular style at the moment, it only costs eight yuan. I have tried it all over the place. If I don't make it better for myself, why do I want to make money?"

Just like that, in less than 10 minutes, four pieces of clothing were sold.

During this period, many customers came in one after another. Most of them just took a look and then went out, but the majority also looked back three times.

Jin Shu told Xiao Wang, don’t be anxious in doing business, just buy if others want to buy, forget it if they don’t buy, never force buying or selling.

Xiao Wang was born to sell things, and she could remember everything Jin Shu said.

When he came back after school, Xiao Wang couldn't wait to take out the sales.

"So far, we have sold more than a dozen items, totaling more than 200. Business was good on the first day."

"Well, keep up the good work."

"How does it feel to go to school? Is it more comfortable than doing business?"

Jin Shu shook her head.

"Nothing is easy. There is a lot of homework. When guests come, you greet them and I will do the homework in the back."

It was really hard to get used to when I first entered school.

There are more than 30 people in the class, and basically everyone knows Jin Shu, because Jin Shu was once the school belle, the top student, the daughter of a teacher, and the goddess in the eyes of many boys.

The goddess who disappeared for nearly two months came back and arrived in the most ordinary class. Many people took the initiative to talk to her. Jin Shu didn't recognize any of those who claimed to be friends.

The original owner was not impressed either.

Her attitude was indifferent, and except when she raised her head in class, she lowered her head to read.

Because the jade stone around her neck made her ears and eyes clear, she could almost hear the whispers of the whole class.

"Have you heard about her? She is not from the local area, but from the countryside. That Zhao Yin from Class [-] is Director Zhao's child. He has suffered in the countryside for more than ten years for her."

"No wonder I think she is different from us. She is not a local, so why should she be arrogant?"

"Jin Shu seems to be more beautiful. Her face is whiter than a shelled egg. Hey, I wish my face were half as beautiful as someone else's."

"Can you still keep up after not having classes for two months? The sophomore year of high school classes are so stressful, and she even chose science."

"The head teacher likes her. He gave her a little love when she first came here. Being good-looking means she has privileges."

"I've never seen this dress on her before. It's so beautiful. My parents are from the countryside. How come I have the money to buy such beautiful clothes?"

After hearing this, Jin Shu put down her book, looked at the girl in the back row, and told her seriously.

"I bought this dress from Jinhe International Clothing Store on Wenmiao Street."

"what?"

"You can go and have a look if you like."

"Ah...oh, Jinhe International Clothing Store? I've never heard of it before."

Jin Shu nodded and promoted seriously.

"It's a newly opened store, and the clothes inside are all very nice."

"Do you have this on you?"

"Yes, there are better ones."

Several girls immediately became excited.

Winter is coming soon, and they haven't bought any winter clothes yet. They haven't found anything good-looking yet. They noticed Jin Shu as soon as she walked in. What stood out more than her face was the novelty of her clothes.

"How did she hear what we were saying?"

"Then can she still hear what we are saying now?"

"Shh, stop talking."

But the Jin Shu in front of her turned into the same deaf-early person as before.

"Don't worry, maybe we were too loud just now."

"How about we go to a clothing store after class? My mother gave me pocket money, so how have I been saving it?"

Jin Shu is selectively deaf to ensure the efficiency of her learning.

After three days of classes, the midterm exam is coming soon.

The seats were arranged according to the test results, and Jin Shu sat in the last seat of the last row without any surprise.

After the exam, several girls gathered at the door to go shopping together.

The overall mental state of girls in the city is indeed very different from that of girls in towns and villages.

They are very well dressed. Although they are students, they are full of carefully studied accessories.

Spend money generously within your ability.

"Jin Shu, are you going? Come with us. It just so happens that we can go together."

"can."

I happened to go to the store to have a look. Business has been very good recently. Jin Shu planned to buy a shop while she was on vacation after taking exams.

Several people did not expect Jin Shu to agree so readily, and were stunned for a moment.