Chapter 82

Even though Cai Qingyuan knew Ye Yao’s scheming, he could only accept it. He understood clearly that if he didn’t take this design, someone else would.

For the first time, he had lost the initiative at the “negotiating table.”

“Alright, then. How much do you want?”

Ye Yao was calm and unruffled, showing no sign of embarrassment as she sat back down with a smile.

“Two thousand,” she said.

It was double the price of the last batch of sportswear, but for her, it was still reasonable.

Even though Cai Qingyuan had mentally prepared himself, he couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

Human greed, indeed, has no limits.

“That’s really too much.”

The price made him feel “shaken.”

“Mr. Cai, this is autumn wear,” Ye Yao reminded him.

Cai Qingyuan’s face darkened, “Of course I know that. But autumn is short, and I’m not confident I can recoup this cost with such a short sales period.”

Ye Yao sighed. This boss had a good eye for styles, but in business, he was stubborn.

It seemed she still needed to guide him a bit more.

“Mr. Cai, I noticed that there are many customers ordering customized sportswear downstairs, and the orders are already backed up for two weeks?”

Cai Qingyuan didn’t understand why she had suddenly changed the topic, but he nodded nonetheless.

“May I ask how many tailors you have in your shop?”

Ye Yao continued asking.

Cai Qingyuan frowned. If he hadn’t known Ye Yao wasn’t in the same industry, he would never have answered such a question.

“Eight.”

In this city, his shop was second only to Rongfu Garments.

Rongfu had twelve tailors, while he had eight, including himself.

“Eight tailors, even if they worked day and night, could barely finish a few customized orders per week. It’s only natural that production is limited,” Ye Yao said.

Her words made Cai Qingyuan pause for a moment.

They were a high-end tailor shop, focusing on quality over quantity.

“With such a great design from me, if you slightly increase the quantity, not only will it bring in more revenue, but it will also exponentially increase your brand’s recognition.”

Cai Qingyuan furrowed his brows. It seemed like he was beginning to understand Ye Yao’s point, but not fully.

“You mean, I should hire more workers?”

Ye Yao was speechless. After all that, was this the only conclusion he could come to?

“What I mean is, you can take my designs, make them to standard sizes, and mass-produce them.”

Cai Qingyuan’s expression grew complicated, and then he shook his head. “No, we’re a high-end tailor shop. If we do what you suggest, how is that different from an ordinary clothing store?”

Ye Yao felt frustrated. Some people just couldn’t be taught.

“I didn’t say you should abandon the high-end customization route. You can take the designs I sell you and turn them into a unique brand, exclusive to your shop. You’ll create a brand that only your store has the right to sell.

Mr. Cai, you don’t want your shop to remain at this scale forever, do you?

Once you have your own brand, you can increase sales and even create your own clothing factory.

With your own models, designers, and studio.

Your brand could be sold across the country, even go overseas, and export internationally.

Isn’t this plan worth the effort to implement?”

By the end, Ye Yao was excited, her face shining with a unique glow.

This was her plan—creating her own brand!

Fashion, jewelry, everything leading in the fashion world!