Fang Qingcheng said, "What if my business is so good and I get tired? My job is to be the big BOSS behind the scenes, and I just like to take orders and deliver goods. It would be so troublesome to try on clothes in reality."
Su Yutong lamented at the time that rich people are different. They don’t open stores to make money, but to create their own business.
However, although Fang Qingcheng is lazy, the performance of his Taobao store has always been very good.
She always catches fashion trends, and any item or combination she sells is unique online. In addition, she sometimes invites Su Yutong to design some clothes and hire a royal model.
She persisted in this career for two years.
But today, when Su Yutong walked in, he found that two working-study girls were standing in front of the computer, chatting incessantly, while the so-called big boss was still sleeping on the small couch at the bar, holding a mobile phone in his hand, looking like...
The decadent look of smoking.
Perhaps when she saw her coming in, she suddenly sighed.
"Susu, what should I do?"
"What to do?"
"My business has been bad recently. I'm afraid everyone is tired of their tastes, so I need to get something with a strong taste."
Fang Qingcheng turned over and sat up, and suddenly said solemnly.
"Pfft——" Su Yutong sprayed, heavy taste?
What does she want to do?
"Don't laugh, I've been thinking about it for two days and just waiting for you to come." Fang Qingcheng blinked, and his eyes seemed to glow green when he looked at Su Yutong.
"What do you want to do? I won't be your model anymore! Besides, Boss Fang, who used to think that too much business would make you tired?"
Su Yutong said while walking to the computer of the working-study girl and looking at it.
If one person can open more than a dozen Wangwangs at the same time, this business is not bad at all, right?
"But I also have to pursue something, right? My mother is saying that I am no longer doing my job properly, so I have to do something to achieve results. Maybe one day, I can open a clothing store online or something, which can surpass my dad's company.
!”
Fang Qingcheng vowed, she stretched out her hand to pull Su Yutong over, and discussed in a low voice.
"I think the range of things I sell is too small."
"You're still young? You wear men's and women's clothing, couple's clothing, parent-child clothing, and occasionally ancient costumes. There are so many types, what's missing?" Su Yutong looked sideways.
Look at the dazzling array of clothes in her store. The styles vary so much that it’s almost like traveling back in time.
"Of course not. Do you know how many otakus and otakus there are now? There are too many slutty people. I have missed selling one of the most important things, sex toys! I have decided that you can help me redo the homepage of the website.
Do it, I want to start purchasing goods! Also, models and so on——"
"Don't look for me!" Su Yutong folded her hands on her chest and interrupted her urgently.
She was ashamed. Fang Qingcheng's mind was suddenly washed by someone, and she actually wanted to sell sex toys!
"Why don't we show our faces yet?" Sexy lingerie, uniforms and other temptations.
With Su Su's figure, it is an absolute hit!
"No need to talk!"
"Wow, Susu, you are so stingy." Fang Qingcheng pretended to cry, don't refuse so completely, can't we discuss it again?
Su Yutong rolled her eyes angrily, "As a BOSS, you need to be brave and dedicated. You can do it yourself."
"Uh..." Fang Qingcheng lowered his head and looked at his breasts, "Actually, there is a gap when I squeeze it."