Chen Mo raised his hand and knocked on the counter. The proprietress looked up and her eyes lit up when she saw him. "Oh my, Young Master Whip, it’s been a while since you last came."
Before Chen Mo could say anything, she took out a pouch from her sleeve, bulging with contents. "I’ve already prepared the silver notes for you, the dividends for the last two months. Count it."
Chen Mo casually took them, then handed her several blueprints, lowering his voice as he said, "These are the new products for the next season. Put them on sale when the current products have almost been completely imitated..."
Due to Jinxiu Workshop’s booming success, female clothing stores in the city started competing to imitate them.
In their bid to attract customers, they lowered their prices, inevitably stealing some business.
However, Jinxiu Workshop always targeted the high-end market. As long as they ensured new releases each season, they could keep those noblewomen hooked.
"You’re joking, Young Master Whip. Last month, the Price Stabilization Bureau issued a new decree, cracking down on these imitation activities. Now all other stores in Tiandu City have taken their imitations off the shelves. You could say that in the entire Capital City, we’re the only store selling these, with no other competitors," the proprietress shook her head.
The Price Stabilization Bureau is under the Taifu Temple, primarily responsible for stabilizing prices and regulating transactions.
Strictly speaking, such imitation activities aren’t illegal, but they’ve made such a big fuss as if to make these rules just for Jinxiu Workshop.
Besides this mysterious Young Master Whip, she truly couldn’t think of any other reason.
"It seems his background is even more frightening than imagined!"
The proprietress sighed inwardly, making up her mind to raise Chen Mo’s dividend to sixty percent, determined to cling tightly to this thigh!
?
Chen Mo was momentarily stunned, then quickly came to his senses.
It must be the handiwork of the Busty Empress.
"Her Highness is quite attentive to my matters..."
"Does this count as indirectly promoting copyright awareness?"
Chen Mo rubbed his chin with his fingers, thinking he should design a few more pieces of underwear for the Empress.
At that moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw several familiar figures, his expression freezing.
"Mother?!"
He Yuzhi walked into the store, left arm linked with Ling Ningzhi, and right arm with Shen Zhixia.
He Yuzhi had naturally good looks, and after taking the Youthful Elixir, her delicate features made her look like a youthful maiden.
The three of them stood together like sisters, and the store seemed even brighter.
"..."
Chen Mo’s throat moved as he quietly took a few steps back.
Even though he was covered by a wide black robe and concealed his face, as his own mother, she’d probably recognize him at a glance!
If his mother found out he designed all these underwear...
It would probably be more than just social death!
Chen Mo looked around, hesitated, then quickly slipped into the fitting room partitioned off with a screen nearby.
"Young Master Whip?"
The proprietress looked perplexed when she saw this.
...
...
"Zhixia, how was the effect of that piece of underwear I gave you last time?" He Yuzhi asked.
Shen Zhixia’s cheeks flushed slightly, and she whispered, "Quite, quite good..."
Judging by Chen Mo’s reaction at the time, that piece of clothing was indeed quite effective...
"Just so happens we’re here today to pick a few more pieces for you two, Qiao Tong, too. Aren’t you tired of wearing that Daoist robe every day?" He Yuzhi said with a smile. "This store just got some new ’cheongsams,’ which are very trendy in the city right now. They’re perfect for someone with your figure. I’ll help you pick a few later."
"No need..."
Ling Ningzhi started to refuse, but He Yuzhi had already dragged her toward the readymade clothing section without any room for objection.
...
...
In front of the full-length mirror in the corner of the store, Yu Hongyin held a red cheongsam, sizing it up against herself, her expression filled with both amazement and curiosity.
"Is this what they call a cheongsam?"
"It perfectly outlines the waistline. The slit in the skirt is subtly revealing. It highlights the figure while not appearing inappropriate, it’s simply perfect... Could this have also been designed by Chen Mo?"
"This guy really understands women!"
But thinking of Chen Mo surrounded by beauties and well-dressed in jewels, she suddenly understood.
If he didn’t understand women, how could he attract so many peerless beauties?
Qiao Tong stood aside in a daze, looking confused, "Holy Daughter, did you mean to say that Mr. Chen isn’t dead? And he went to class at the Imperial College today?!"
Yu Hongyin nodded and said, "Chen Mo is safe and sound and has long returned to Tiandu City... By the way, today he even publicly defeated Zi Lianji, just like last time, with only one strike."
Qiao Tong snapped out of it, her mouth curled into a smile, and her eyes turned into crescents like a crescent moon, "It’s truly wonderful that Mr. Chen is alright!"
Yu Hongyin glanced at her, "You seem very happy? Could it be you’ve fallen for that guy?"



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