In the afternoon, Ye Qing and Harris both circled around the computer. Ye Qing, who is a computer professional, combines the material pictures on the Internet to deal with the decoration of the online store very quickly.
Although it may not be as perfect as a professional team, it is enough at this stage. Conn, on the other hand, stood behind the two with a little curiosity to watch the excitement.
"Hey, boss. Why don't you make the product classification more detailed? Or, you haven't done product classification at all!"
After watching Ye Qing throw all the links to the products on the shelves into a category called "Basic Weapons," Harris finally couldn't help but shout.
"Let's do this for now. After all, if the online store wants to suddenly have a lot of business, it can't be done without advertising. And recently, I'm researching the modification of firearms. I believe it won't be long before we can have some unique products of our own."
Ye Qing shrugged and explained. As the saying goes, you don't know if you don't see it, but you're startled when you see it. There are quite a few online shops selling guns in America, and the prices are also high and low.
After seeing such a situation, Ye Qing became more and more sure of her idea of making a firearm modification. After all, in a market with such fierce competition for homogeneous products, if there is no gimmick and its own characteristics, then it is doomed to eat some leftovers.
If you want to understand this, then it doesn't seem that important whether these basic weapons are classified and meticulous. In Ye Qing's vision, most of the existing guns in the store will be replaced after he has completed the course on firearm modification.
"Okay, let's go. Let's take pictures of the guns next."
Seeing that the decoration of the online store was ready, Ye Qing got up and walked downstairs. Just halfway through, Ye Qing suddenly thought of a serious problem. That's why I don't have a camera at all...
"Oh, Shet. I don't have a camera yet."
"Then what should I do? Are you going to buy one? It's only four o'clock. If you hurry up, you can buy a camera."
Harris was also stunned for a moment, then raised his wrist to look at the time and then opened his mouth to make a suggestion.
"Boss, good afternoon. Also, Harris."
Before Ye Qing could answer Harris's words, Riley, who had just arrived in the store downstairs, greeted her with a smile.
"Good afternoon, Riley. Im going to buy one now; if I don't come back at six o'clock, you and Conn can get off work and rest by themselves. I'll shoot by myself at night, or we'll shoot tomorrow. It's not special anyway. in a hurry."
The camera is still necessary. In the future, if you don't have a good camera, it will be difficult to take attractive photos to stimulate customers' desire to buy. After all, it is something to invest in.
"Boss, do you want to take pictures? I can help at night."
After Riley heard the conversation between Ye Qing and Harris, she quickly reacted. Then she smiled sweetly and took the initiative to ask Ye Qing.
"Thank you, but there may be guests in the pub at night. It's very late after work. Taking pictures of guns is not a small project; after all, there are so many models."
Ye Qing smiled and declined Riley's kindness. I wanted to reach out to touch the head of my sister, who was one year younger than me, but was embarrassed to find that she seemed to be about the same height as me... So I had to give up.
"Hello, do you have dresses for sale in your store?"
After Harris saw Ye Qing's small movements, he was laughing his back and forth when a voice came from outside the door leisurely.
Dress? Brother, how can we have dresses in this gun shop? Just when Ye Qing felt that the visitor had a problem with his eyes or his head, the person who asked the question from outside the store had already entered the store.
He was dressed in a straight American uniform, matched with his extremely angular face, and his blond hair combed back to the back of his head. It's as perfect as a soldier in an American movie.
"I'm sorry, sir. We only have training uniforms here, but we don't have uniforms or formal dresses. After all, more soldiers would choose to customize those two sets of clothes instead of buying finished products, especially the dresses."
It seemed that seeing the Marine Corps uniform on the opponent reminded him of his comrade-in-arms; Conn seemed particularly active. Said slightly apologetically.
While Conn was talking, Ye Qing also saw someone coming. After being amazed by his image, Ye Qing stopped talking. Instead, he pondered what Conn said inside and outside the words—the content of the federal army's self-purchased uniforms. Will there be any opportunities here? I still remember that I once saw a marketing account mention that many military uniforms of the American army are produced domestically, and the difference in the middle price...
"Well, well, I guessed it was the result. Damn tailor, it seems that I have no hope of wearing a gown for the graduation ceremony tomorrow."
After the visitor heard Conn's answer, he didn't turn around and left. Instead, he walked to the bar, found a stool, sat down, took off his big-brimmed hat, and scratched his hair in annoyance.
"Hey, do you still sell alcohol here? Can you get me a glass of whisky? Are you a veteran? Which army are you from?"
A little puzzled at how the other party knew that Conn was a veteran, Ye Qing glanced at the chest of Conn's T-shirt from the corner of his eye. After the Global Hawk logo and the USMC abbreviation, I immediately understood.
It was four o'clock, and Ye Qing would not refuse the business of wine. I took two small cubes of ice from the ice maker and put it into a high glass. After pouring the whisky, I pushed the glass in front of the person.
"Thank you. Oh, hello, Sergeant. I'm Benjamin, a newly graduated second lieutenant in the Marine Corps. Damn it, the Erwin's Tailors missed my order, and my graduation ceremony is tomorrow, and this afternoon I'm going to report to the army. I want to show them my new image in front of my mother and sister."
Benjamin's words were full of resentment, and he took a sip of wine while speaking. Ye Qing knew that he said these words to Conn, so he didn't speak; he just stood silently behind the bar and watched them talk.
"So anxious? I remember that the officers who just graduated have a month's vacation. Besides, have you been to the other ready-to-wear stores?"
Conn frowned upon hearing this. No one understands better than he how a young rookie officer wants to be blessed by his family at his graduation ceremony.
"Yeah, I've seen it. Stores that cooperate with the military have already filled up with orders for this graduation season, and ready-to-wear garments have been sold out. Ordinary stores generally don't sell this. I've been to almost all the military stores in Los Angeles and tailors, and yours is the last one. Obviously, my luck is not very good."
As Benjamin spoke, he took another gulp of wine. Apart from Hannah, who was brokenhearted, Ye Qing was the first to see someone drinking so much. Especially since he still drinks a lot of foreign wine.
"As for why time is in such a hurry, that's a long story..."