Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

Lin Zhuwei deliberately turned down the request for the side room just to make it easier for him to observe the situation in the restaurant hall.

Fuxilou's business is good. But what surprises her is that almost every customer who comes in will order a portion of jelly, and after eating, they will pack up a portion and take it back for their family to taste.

Lin Zhuwei was secretly delighted and turned his gaze back to the table.

There is an icon of "Miao Miao Rabbit Food" carved on the lower left corner of the table. The rabbit in the middle is carved very lifelike.

This is one of the contents of the contract: the trademark "Miaomiao Rabbit Food" is engraved on every table in the restaurant.

People are easily influenced by others. After seeing many trademarks, the icon will naturally come to mind when they see food in the future.

For this purpose, Lin Zhuwei spent a sum of money and specially hired an experienced craftsman with good skills to help.

"Master Fu, Madam Fu, you finally have time to visit our shop." Fu Shuanggui greeted them with a smile.

Fu Junyan nodded.

Lin Zhuwei smiled and said, "Mr. Fu, how is your business?"

Fu Shuanggui's smile deepened: "Thanks to Madam, the jelly is really selling well. The business in the store is much better than before."

At this time, the waiter came over with some snacks.

"Master Fu, Madam, this is our specialty snack, deep-fried bells, please try it."

"Mr. Fu is too polite." Lin Zhuwei thanked him and asked, "Do you have any mulberry bark here?"

Fu Shuanggui asked in confusion, "Madam, do you want this? I can send someone to buy it."

"Could you please ask the chef to make a mulberry bark honey drink? Please buy some good honey and we'll pay for it later." Lin Zhuwei instructed, "Add the honey to the mulberry bark and stir-fry, then add a small amount of water and stew it until it becomes half a bowl of water."

Fu Shuanggui responded and went downstairs to tell the waiter.

After a while, the waiter brought another bowl of mulberry bark honey juice.

Seeing this, Lin Zhuwei took out a small jar from his sleeve, poured some powder into it, stirred it evenly, and then pushed it in front of Fu Junyan.

Fu Junyan was a little surprised and looked up at her.

Lin Zhuwei teased, "Drink it, it's not poisonous. Even if I poison you, I won't get half of my property. What's valuable is the title of Madam Fu. I wish you a long life and good health every year."

This woman's words were sometimes true and sometimes false, and he couldn't tell what she was thinking.

"This is licorice." Seeing that he didn't believe her, Lin Zhuwei opened the small jar and held it under his nose. "Licorice is especially good for the throat. My throat is often uncomfortable, right? So for convenience, I just grind it into powder and carry it with me."

It is indeed licorice.

Fu Junyan looked up at her, not knowing what she meant for a moment.

Lin Zhuwei pouted, "Mulberry bark plus licorice is a good medicine for treating coughs and clearing the heat in the heart. Haven't you been coughing a lot these days? I'll just consider it as returning the favor of that bottle of freckle cream." At the end, he added proudly, "You're welcome."

Fu Junyan was very surprised that even Wu Er didn't notice his cough, but she took it to heart.

The taste of the mulberry bark honey drink was very much to his liking.

He really didn't expect that Lin Zhuwei actually had some research on traditional Chinese medicine.

Fu Junyan drank slowly, and saw Lin Zhuwei flipping through the plan out of the corner of his eye.

I was a little dazed for a moment. Who is this woman in front of me?

"I'm sorry, you two. I'm late." Qian Ren'an arrived late and quickly apologized.

The three of them exchanged some pleasantries and then quickly got down to business.

After reading the plan, Qian Ren'an was shocked: "Sister-in-law, thank you for your trouble!"

Fu Junyan took the plan, his expression changed from puzzled to cheerful, then to puzzled, and then he suddenly realized.

This plan is as long as three pages, which makes people admire it.

I didn't expect that Lin Zhuwei could come up with such a meticulous plan in such a short time, and all the details such as manpower arrangements and every key time point were clearly marked out.

Fu Junyan pursed his lips and looked at her.

Lin Zhuwei couldn't help feeling a little proud.

In modern times, in order to retain clients, she often works so hard that her hair falls out in clumps, and the proposals she has written pile up into a mountain.

Just picking one and modifying it would be enough to fool these ignorant ancient people.

Lin Zhuwei smiled and explained, "The first show... uh, the first fashion show, will be held outdoors. This show must be free. And we must be inclusive, seek common ground while reserving differences, find as many different fabrics as possible, and design as many different styles of clothing as possible."

Lin Zhuwei paused and asked, "Qian Shao, can you do this?"

"It's not difficult."

The Qian family has branches in various places, so it is not difficult for them to find different fabrics.

Lin Zhuwei nodded and continued, "For the first fashion show, we can set up five teams with different number plates. Each team has 10 people."

"They each wore different styles of clothing made of different fabrics for the catwalk. During the show, they also had to show their personal talents, such as music, chess, calligraphy and painting, whatever they wanted. It was mainly to attract fans."

"fan?"

Fu Junyan was stunned. Is this woman mentally ill?

We were discussing the plan, why did you think about fans again?

Qian Ren'an quickly said, "Sister-in-law, do you want to eat vermicelli? Do you want steamed vermicelli, or fried snail vermicelli with shrimp? Otherwise, I'll ask Mr. Fu to serve both."

Lin Zhuwei burst into laughter and interrupted him hastily: "The fans I'm talking about are not for eating. They are a group of people similar to followers and admirers."

"You mean, to gather a group of fanatical admirers and make them willingly follow those models?"

What was written on her plan was "model".

Putting the context together, Fu Junyan easily understood the meaning of "model".

Lin Zhuwei nodded appreciatively and asked, "This shouldn't be difficult, right?"

"The Fu family can help with finding models. The Fu family can also send security guards to maintain order at the fashion show."

Although Fu Junyan didn't know where Lin Zhuwei learned all those strange words, he was able to use them skillfully in no time.

Lin Zhuwei looked at him with great satisfaction.

For some reason, Fu Junyan actually read a kind of love in her eyes, like a mother looking at her son?

It's really depressing.

Fu Junyan turned his head away stiffly and lowered his head to drink tea to hide the depression in his eyes.

"Then I'll trouble you, Brother Fu."

Qian Ren'an thanked him gratefully.

With the addition of the Fu family, we can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Lin Zhuwei smiled and said, "During the three days of free fashion shows, everyone can go to any of Qian's silk shops, report their number tags, and buy the same clothing that their team is exhibiting."

"Every time a piece is sold, the team will accumulate one point. The team with the highest points wins. After the fashion show on the third day, we can count which team wins and set up corresponding prizes for them."

“Free is the most expensive.”

The show is free to watch, but the clothes are not free.

"After the first show, when people mention silk shops, the first thing they think of is definitely your Qian family."

In this way, everyone in the city becomes Qian’s potential customer!

Even if you don’t like wearing their clothes, you will inevitably buy one for your beloved team.

This simply cuts off the livelihood of other silk shops!

Fu Junyan and Qian Ren'an were stunned and couldn't believe it.

How did she come up with such a meticulous and detailed plan in just two days?

Lin Zhuwei smiled secretly in her heart. She was just copying the modern scheme of "open auditions and voting for stars" and "paying thousands of miles for love".

"Mr. Qian, is there any problem with the first show?" Lin Zhuwei asked.

"No problem." Qian Ren'an thought for a moment and replied.

The Qian family has the largest weaving bureau, which can produce different kinds of clothing in a short period of time, and the quality is absolutely guaranteed.

Lin Zhuwei nodded: "In order to let as many people as possible know about this exhibition, I have designed some flyers. You can ask people to copy them and distribute them in wine shops, theaters, streets, etc."

"Flyers?" Qian Ren'an was puzzled.

"Oh, that's it."

Lin Zhuwei pulled out a piece of paper and spread it flat on the table. On it were written words like "The first free fashion show in history, superstars gather to cheer for love", and there were also some beautiful women's portraits drawn on it, which looked really attractive.

But I didn’t expect that this brilliant plan was just the beginning, and the following part was even more brilliant.