Menard stood beside the desk with a respectful expression, and said, "Ever since you agreed to join the Suede textiles shop with Young Mistress Gloria, the Suede textiles shop's sales haven't increased significantly, and they're still incurring losses. However, they've recently hired a lot of workers to organize the fabrics in the warehouse."
"Organize the fabrics from the past?" Geoffrey's hands paused momentarily as he flipped through his book, and his brows furrowed as he said, "They're barely selling any of the new fabrics this year; what use are the fabrics from the past? Has Mars also become a child with a child? "
Menard stood off to the side in a respectful manner, and didn't say anything. He didn't have the right to comment on his young predecessor, and Geoffrey wasn't asking him a question. Instead, he was just muttering to himself out of habit.
"There are still over 20 days left. If we can't even manage a textiles shop well, then there's no need for us to continue to be a candidate for the position of successor." Geoffrey continued to flip through his book, and didn't say anything further.
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"Will such clothes … really be welcomed?"
In a room behind the Suede textiles shop, Mars and Gloria were looking at the three sets of clothes on the table with unsure expressions on their faces.
There were three sets of clothes, one of which was an off-shoulder dress, one of which was a strapless evening gown, and one of which was a chiffon dress.
The first two dresses were simply too revealing for Gloria's liking. In the past, she had almost completely covered herself in a black cloak, so it was already a huge breakthrough for her to be able to wear a dress that exposed her forearms. It was simply unimaginable that her shoulders, collarbones, and even a large portion of her back would be exposed.
Furthermore, all of the other young mistresses in Chaos City would most likely find it difficult to accept such a bold dress.
However, that strapless evening gown was simply too extravagant. The chiffon dress underneath was both hazy and sexy, and if she were to wear it, she would definitely become the center of attention on the dance floor.
"But … these two dresses are really beautiful. If I wear them and admire them myself, or only … let him admire them, they should be very beautiful." Gloria thought to herself as a faint blush appeared on her face. Her eyes fell on the last dress.
This dress was relatively conservative. It had a loose style with half sleeves and beautiful embroidery at the collar. There was also a light golden chrysanthemum embroidered on the left side of the chest. It was like a finishing touch, making it hard for people to look away.
The style was not much different from the commonly seen dresses on the market, but the details on the upper body made this dress stand out from the rest.
"The third item shouldn't be a problem. As long as we advertise it well, we should be able to sell a lot of them. As for the first and second items, I suggest that you discuss it with Mr. Meg and make some minor changes. Once we start mass production, we won't be able to go back on our word. We only have twenty days left, and three sets of clothes is our limit." Mars looked at Gloria with a serious expression.
Gloria thought to herself for a moment before nodding, and said, "Alright, I'll make a trip to Mamy's tomorrow morning. Mars, tell them to find the best tailor right now to start making the third dress. Make sure to make an identical dress according to the size."
"By the way, the tailor doesn't have to be the most renowned, but the craftsmanship has to be the best. They have to be able to make the most perfect dress according to the blueprint, and don't make any changes," Gloria added.
"Alright, I'll get it done right away." Marzu nodded and turned to walk out of the room. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he thought to himself, "This little girl really can't be underestimated. As long as this plan succeeds, no one will be able to doubt her position as the successor candidate."
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"Can I trouble you to take this drunk customer back to the inn? Make sure to give him a hand on the way up; his legs aren't very nimble." Outside the restaurant, Meg had changed into a set of clean clothes and helped Louis onto a horse-drawn carriage. He placed a large box of mooncakes into the carriage as he spoke to the driver with a smile.
"I … I'm not drunk! I … I … can still drink … "Louis slurred as he shot a glance at Meg.
"Alright, don't worry, I'll take him up to the inn." The driver nodded with an enlightened expression. He wasn't planning to go out in such a heavy rain, but this drunk man had paid him quite a hefty sum, so he decided to make the trip in the rain. However, this man really did appear to be very drunk.
Meg looked on as the horse-drawn carriage disappeared into the rain. Following the events that had transpired that night, his peaceful life had also taken a turn for the worse.
Josh and Sean had been hunting him relentlessly for the past three years, and Louis's appearance today was only the beginning. Thankfully, things were still under control.
Even though he had left no traces behind, it was enough for Josh and Sean to ascertain that he was in Chaos City, and that wasn't good news for him.
Just a small team had almost taken him down tonight. If more powerful opponents were to appear, he might not be as lucky as he was today.
It was very important for him to become more powerful, but even if he were to return to his peak, he would most likely end up being hunted down again three years ago.
As such, he had to give himself more bargaining chips in addition to his own powers so that he could challenge Josh and Sean in a direct confrontation. At the very least, he wouldn't have to fight to the death on his own like he did three years ago.
Meg wasn't Alex, after all. Compared to battle, he was more like a businessman. He knew exactly what to do at the right time in order to maximize his benefits.
Money isn't everything, but it can make countless powerful beings work for you. As such, making a lot of money is very important. Meg thought to himself. The Buffett Family had never produced any powerful beings, but there weren't many people on the Norland Continent who dared to mess with them as all of the rulers of the various races were on their side. Even now, no one knew just how many powerful beings were hiding in that mysterious manor.
Looks like it's time to contact the city lord's castle and Young Mistress Hill. I can become the richest man in the world if I buy clothes, but it's still energy that has the final say. Meg turned and entered the restaurant before locking the door.
After looking at Amy's adorable sleeping face for a long time, Meg slowly leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. The wound on his left arm was throbbing with pain, and his brows furrowed slightly as he made his way back to his bed.
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