After breakfast, Nan Feng leisurely headed towards her store. It was already far into the morning, but as she approached the corner of Yongest Street, she was taken aback.
There was a long line in front of Spikenard Square, roughly thirty people at least!
She thought to herself, could it really be that this 'hunger marketing' strategy was actually as miraculous as it sounded?
Of course, to be fair, her products were indeed quite good.
As soon as Nan Feng appeared, a sharp-eyed passerby recognized her. "That's her! She's the boss, go buy from her!"
If she didn't possess such strong mental stamina, she might've been taken aback. But with these women, Nan Feng was composed. She greeted them with a gentle smile, "Good morning everyone."
"It's not early anymore, if we're late, the facial cleanser and face masks will sell out. You said you only had forty to sell today, that's why I came early to queue up," someone said.
