Outside, just five or six steps away from the warehouse, Lin Fan thought that Yan Shun would definitely pay attention to her situation, so she was not too worried. Together with the boss, they carried the fabric out. Unexpectedly, Yan Shun was even more anxious than she had imagined.
"Next time, you can call me to help," Yan Shun said, clearly dissatisfied with her response.
"Okay, okay," Lin Fan said helplessly.
Several people carried the fabric to Yan Shun's car. Yan Shun thought about the conversation he had with the middle-aged woman who asked about the clothes earlier. He told Lin Fan about the conversation, "She seemed very interested. Do you want to meet her?"
Lin Fan did not expect that men's clothing could also open up a market. She was surprised for a moment but how could she not take advantage of business that came to her doorstep?
"Of course, I'll meet her. Why wouldn't I?" Lin Fan said, grabbing Yan Shun's hand and heading back to the store, wanting him to recognize the woman.
Little did Yan Shun know, he was stunned watching their intertwined hands. He felt the warmth from Lin Fan's fleshy hand, like an electric current shooting straight to his heart.
Lin Fan did not think too much about it. As they entered the store, she let go of his hand and gestured for him to tell her who the woman was.
Yan Shun did not react.
When Lin Fan looked up at him in confusion, the middle-aged woman took the initiative to approach them, her smile deepening the lines at the corners of her eyes. "Oh, you must be this young man's wife, right? You look very blessed. To have such a talented wife, this young man is really fortunate."
Lin Fan was somewhat immune to such compliments, but still polite, "Auntie, you're too kind. Are you looking to make clothes for your son? Just heard from my husband, coincidentally, I have two pieces left. But they'll be available for the next batch. If you're not in a hurry, we can meet in two days. You can inspect the goods first, and then we can do a hand-to-hand transaction, what do you think?"
From the moment the middle-aged woman appeared in her sight, Lin Fan guessed who she was, so she spoke straightforwardly, no need to beat around the bush.
The middle-aged woman hadn't expected Lin Fan to be so frank. After a moment of surprise, she slapped her thigh, "Oh, that's great! I'm not in a hurry. You name your price, I'll take both pieces!"
Lin Fan asked uncertainly, "Auntie, you haven't seen the goods yet. What if they don't meet your expectations?"
"No need to see!" the middle-aged woman waved her hand, displaying the same straightforward demeanor as the fabric store owner, "Just looking at the clothes this young man is wearing, I'm already satisfied!"
Lin Fan seemed to understand something.
The middle-aged woman scrutinized Lin Fan once again, her eyes showing a look of admiration, "Did you make the dress you're wearing yourself? The pattern of this fabric looks a lot like the unsellable scraps in my husband's store, but after your design, it seems much more beautiful! Do you have more of these clothes? I'd like to buy a few."
Hearing her words, Lin Fan finally confirmed that she was indeed the fabric store owner's wife, explaining her knowledge of the store's fabric patterns.
Lin Fan smiled; what she had planned for later seemed to be advancing unexpectedly.
"To be honest, Auntie, there are no more women's clothes left. They were sold out yesterday. If you need them, you might have to wait a few days. There are others waiting in line for clothes ahead of you."
"Oh, I see..." The middle-aged woman seemed a little disappointed, but quickly put on a smile, "It's okay, as long as it's a good product, what's a little wait? Do you agree with that reasoning?"
"Yes."
Seeing the middle-aged woman's acceptance, Lin Fan felt relieved. Just as she was considering how to discuss this business deal with the fabric store owner, the middle-aged woman took the initiative, "I don't know your name, dear. Honestly, the clothes you make, in terms of quality and style, are far superior to those in the shops. I, in my free time, manage a clothing store."
"I really liked the clothes you and your husband are wearing today. I wonder if I have the honor of doing business with you?"
Lin Fan had thought many times about when would be the right moment to discuss collaboration with these shop owners. Unexpectedly, the opportunity had come to her.
This couple was quite interesting—a person managing raw fabrics, the other managing finished products, making money from both ends.