Chapter 241: Chapter 241: You’re Sick, Take Medicine If You’re Sick
"Isn’t that right? Crafty businesspeople, no other store would let us taste authentic Orange Xu. Even fake ones wouldn’t be spared! The fake ones are about twenty yuan per kilo!"
"So genuine, always thinking of customers—President Monroe. Why wouldn’t we be fans of her? Being a fan of President Monroe is a must."
Oscar Olsen chuckled; women are indeed emotional creatures. They could develop affection for Ivana Monroe just by eating an orange.
Oscar looked at the empty plates. He had never tasted Orange Xu, but hearing the women talk, it made him want to try. Is it really that delicious? Better than French oranges?
A few minutes later, female customers walked out with their purchased fashion items, wearing expressions of both joy and disappointment. They loved the "GK" clothing so much! But they could only afford a couple of items.
As one customer left, the security let another person in line enter.
In about ten minutes, all twenty or thirty customers inside had come out, and a new batch went in.
Every customer carried a "GK" logo shopping bag, and as they passed by other women’s clothing brands, the staff at the doors, and a few store owners inside, watched with envy.
What brand of clothing is this? Does it really have to be this popular?
Did they make their purchases in just a few minutes? Do these customers not need to try the clothes on?
Is this learned from internet-famous milk tea shops, the hunger marketing strategy? Are all these customers just shills...?
The staff and bosses saw customers who bought fashion items, some carrying LV bags, wearing Chanel outfits, or with Gucci belts around their waists.
Their eyes widened. Damn! Where did they find these shills? They looked just like the real socialites of Ravenswood, even bringing out high-grade imitation ’weapons’ for pretentious displays.
An envious woman boss couldn’t resist stepping forward to ask a passing female customer, "How much did GK pay you to come over? I’ll pay double."
The woman boss said this partly to get information and partly to consider her own hunger marketing strategy.
She had thought about doing a hunger marketing campaign around her anniversary, but clothing and milk tea are essentially different; she couldn’t just hire people to line up, as it would drive away many real customers. The best she could do was hire a few fashionable university students to create buzz in the store for passing customers to see.
Honestly, hiring a few students for such an event does almost nothing.
But who would have thought that "GK"’s hunger marketing would be so successful? Unlike the owner, the staff believed that these shills surely included some real customers.
If they were all shills, how much would that have cost?
The customer paused, then rolled her eyes at the woman boss, "GK offered me ten thousand, are you giving me twenty thousand then?"
The woman boss couldn’t hold back and cursed, "Are you nuts? Going crazy over money? Why don’t you go rob a bank?"
This woman clearly wasn’t a real customer; she’s just dumb.
She could say ten thousand dollars so nonchalantly? Might as well go rob!
The customer mocked back, "And you’re just realizing you’re insane? Got problems? Go take some meds! Did you think GK was like you, needing to pay for shills? Let me tell you, these are all real customers. I don’t lack money, I have plenty of money, and even if you offered me twenty thousand, you couldn’t get me to queue for you."
The customer held her head high like a beautiful, proud peacock; to her, the woman boss was a mere plebeian.
The woman boss was infuriated. She thought, this woman defending "GK" must be related to the "GK" boss.
Unconvinced, the woman boss stopped another passing female customer, asking this time with a better attitude, "Excuse me, miss, are you a customer or here to help GK queue and create buzz? Miss, please don’t misunderstand, my store wants to learn from GK too..."
"You put fillers in your brain, and it’s filled with water? GK creating buzz? Does GK need to create buzz? It’s not your fault to be clueless, but it’s your fault not to follow trends as someone in fashion. Go check GK’s Weibo, how many followers do they have? You think you can just learn from GK? Idiot."
The woman boss didn’t finish speaking before being cut off by the female customer.
This female customer was now a loyal fan of Ivana Monroe, unwilling to tolerate anyone defaming GK, defaming her idol.
The woman boss was left speechless, feeling furious enough to throw her phone, with her face flushed, returning to her store, humiliated in front of her employees after being scolded twice by customers, the latter one even nastily.
She was about to cry.
Nice Women’s Fashion Shop.
Ruth said, "Ginny, look at them, queuing so willingly! Not like you said, getting slapped!"
Ginny’s face was grim as charcoal, her cheeks burning as if she was slapped twice.
Ginny didn’t respond, Ruth always brings up the worst topics.
More new customers kept arriving, and the women’s store staff on this floor kept trying to attract them at the doors, calling out "Welcome," "Miss, come have a look."
As a result, the customers didn’t even glance at these female staff; they headed straight for "GK."
They queued at the back automatically; Oscar said a few things to them.
The customers suddenly became downcast, gazing enviously into "GK" several times, envying those who came early. They had come late.
Since they couldn’t buy "GK" fashion today, some customers didn’t want to leave empty-handed, so they went to other women’s clothing stores to look around.
The staff warmly welcomed them, bringing out the best-selling items for the customers to see.
"Happy to serve you; this dress is our latest model, looks stunning on. Let me accompany you to the fitting room to try it on, shall I?"
The customer glanced around, thinking of the dresses in the "GK" store. Without comparison, there wouldn’t be disappointment! The gap was not even close!
The staff picked several items, but none caught the customer’s fancy.
The customer sighed and left.
Unable to close the deal, the staff complained, "Customers are getting harder to please these days. I picked out so many for her, and she didn’t like a single one."
Another staff replied, "This isn’t a real customer; she’s just here for fun. If we encounter someone like this, just ignore them; they’re a waste of time and effort."
By two o’clock in the afternoon, the fashions in the "GK" store were all sold out, and the busy staff finally paused, their faces flushed and foreheads covered with the sweat of hard work.
They hadn’t eaten since they were so busy, yet they weren’t hungry, each wearing a smile of excitement and joy.
After all, they were on commission; today’s sales figures were unimaginable, and they couldn’t imagine how much they would earn today alone—it would likely surpass several months’ worth of commission at other women’s clothing stores.
They were in awe, wanting to kneel before President Monroe.
Clinging to President Monroe’s leg, they would have plenty to eat.
Ivana Monroe clapped her hands, signaling everyone to come over, and the employees instinctively formed a line, Oscar also came over.
Ivana Monroe smiled, "Thank you all for your hard work today, busy right through lunch."
All the staff responded.
"No worries, President Monroe, we can keep pushing forward."