Reborn as the twin sister of the male protagonist with her mortal enemy

The theme of this exhibition is textiles, including clothing, fabrics, bedding, etc. Some people have already started to set up the venue.

Next door is a shop selling women's floral shirts. These styles and patterns may seem a bit old-fashioned in later generations, but they were very fashionable in that era.

"Hello, beautiful sister." Zheng Juzi greeted people sweetly.

The other party was stunned at first. How could there be a child when the exhibition hasn’t even started?

But who can refuse such a cute child? "Hello, little friend."

Zheng Juzi praised her for a long time, then asked, "I am the tenant next door to your sister. We sell pants. Can I sell them with your sister tomorrow?"

The other person had fashionable big waves and bright red lipstick that was extremely eye-catching. I just thought it was funny and leaned over to ask, "How do you want to sell it together?"

Zheng Juzi leaned over to whisper in her ear. Dabolang originally just saw that she was a child and didn't want to disappoint her expectations. After listening, his eyes lit up, "Is it possible?"

Zheng Juzi blinked and asked, "Why can't this be done?"

The big waves are still hesitant.

Zheng Juzi said, "Don't worry, pretty sister. I will invite the guests. You just need to play the speakers tomorrow and cooperate."

What a mistake. I am a small town and I don’t know much. I didn’t know that there were already speakers at this time. Fortunately, I came to see it myself, otherwise such a good idea would have been wasted.

Dabolang thought it made sense. If the person really set up a stall next door, he wouldn't have to worry about losing the speakers if he put them at his side. At most, he would just waste a few pieces of clothing.

When Director Gu returned to his residence, someone was playing music in the yard, and there were many... women dancing?

Is this the landlord's regret?

Looking at Zheng Juzi standing in the yard giving orders, Director Gu felt that there was a deviation in their time and space. "Juzi, what are you doing?"

Zheng Juzi pointed at the big wave beside her and said, "This is Sister Qian Duoduo, Sister Duoduo, this is Uncle Gu Yongan, and that is his younger brother, Second Brother Gu Changan."

Then she added sweetly, "All the handsome guys in our family are single, and we have all kinds of styles."

Qian Duoduo's face turned red instantly. What did the little brat say?

Gu Yongan greeted stiffly, then asked, "So, what are you doing?"

Zheng Juzi: "Rehearsal."

Gu Yongan: "What are you rehearsing?"

We are selling clothes, not attending a dance!

"Uncle Gu, look." Zheng Juzi pointed at the girls dancing to the music and said, "They are wearing Sister Duoduo's clothes on top and our pants on the bottom. We will let them show how good our clothes are at the exhibition tomorrow."

Gu Yongan seemed to think it was true, "But where did you hire these people?"

If I remember correctly, they just arrived last night.

Zheng Juzi looked at him with a look of "Why are you so stupid?" and blinked her eyes as she said, "We are now living in the family quarters of the opera house. How difficult is it to hire someone?"

Gu Yongan...

Song Xing explained in a low voice: "10 yuan a day."

10 bucks a day?!

Director Gu felt dizzy when looking at those seven people - they hadn't sold a single pair of pants, yet they were spending money happily.

You know, the rental fee for the exhibition area is 600 yuan, and now he has to hire someone to twist his clothes a few times. He feels like he can hardly breathe.

No matter what, the venue has been booked, the people are here, and we have to do what has to be done!

Qian Duoduo is a local merchant, and with her around, getting someone to set up a mini booth behind the stall seemed to go smoothly.

As soon as the music started, the models sometimes walked slowly up to the booth and then walked down, and sometimes danced together on the stage. There was no need to shout at them, as many people gathered around them as soon as the show started.

"Leggings, leggings, beautiful and healthy!"

"Leggings make you look slimmer and taller, making you more beautiful faster!"

“The latest fashion, rush to buy it!”

Qian Duoduo over there naturally wouldn't be idle either, and he was working hard to sell his clothes.

In order to avoid wasting time in bargaining, Zheng Juzi made a sign from the beginning: retail price is 39.9 per piece, purchase price is 35 per piece, and the minimum order is pieces. No bargaining.

This price is absolutely impossible in their town. It is not outrageous in Shanghai, but it is not cheap either.

There are a lot of people watching, and a lot of clothes have been sold over there, but no one here has taken any action yet.

Gu Yongan was anxious.

Zheng Juzi was not in a hurry at all and opened the shop quickly. A young man came over and said, "Boss, give me two pieces."

Gu Yongan hurriedly greeted the customer. Zheng Juzi was afraid that the other party would be fooled, so he reminded him childishly: "Brother, these are pants for girls. It's useless for you to buy them."

"Why is it useless?" The young man said with an expression that he had made a profit. "My girlfriend likes to be coquettish. If she is happy wearing these pants of yours, I am happy too."

"Forget it, don't give me the two cents. It's a rare opportunity to find a pair of pants that match my partner, so consider it a tip."

Gu Yongan is preparing to give change...Are all the people in Shanghai so rich?

After the store opened, more and more people came to buy, and some even started snatching the tickets.

Gu Yongan was greeting individual customers in the front, while Gu Changan and Zheng Juzi were helping the people who were picking up the goods to choose the codes and count the quantities.

Song Xing helps wherever he is too busy.

The model continued to show off her clothes slowly and leisurely as she had rehearsed yesterday. Everything was messy yet orderly.

Qian Duoduo next door was also doing a booming business. The three people were so busy that they were dizzy. The two stalls were so close that they didn’t even have time to talk to each other, let alone have lunch.

When the exhibition finally closed, Zheng Juzi felt like his whole body was falling apart. Two months of training was not enough for his small body.

"It's only the first day and it's like this. Will I die in four days?" Gu Changan also shouted weakly.

Gu Yongan felt like his throat was about to smoke and didn't want to say a word.

"Juzi, not bad!" Qian Duoduo next door was also very tired, "Your method is really good. I have never sold so many clothes at an exhibition."

Zheng Juzi smiled sweetly: "I am just a mascot."

Qian Duoduo smiled, lifted her big waves, and directly took out a handful of 10-yuan bills and gave them to her: "Here you go, mascot."

Zheng Juzi: "What?"

Qian Duoduo: "You guys pay for the guests today, and I'll pay for the next few days."

Without waiting for Zheng Juzi to say anything, Qian Duoduo waved his hand with difficulty: "I'm too tired today. I won't talk anymore."

After going back to take stock of today's income, Gu Yongan felt for the first time the "magnanimity" of carrying money in a sack.

He couldn't even count how many pieces he had sold today, but one customer directly ordered 1 pieces.

The shipping price was 28 yuan per piece, and I paid cash directly from Luo Cheng.

One order is 28. People in Shanghai are really rich.

Zheng Juzi was right: poverty limited his imagination.