The Fashion Show came to a perfect end at midnight.
As everyone left, their minds were filled with scene after scene of the outfits being displayed by the models on the runway.
Those images were deeply branded into their minds, impossible to shake off.
Every outfit looked wonderful, and every one seemed destined to become a hit!
The number of orders everyone wanted to place had far exceeded their budgets.
They wanted to cut down on the quantities, but had no idea where to start or which styles would be best to order less of.
After all, winter was almost here. If their first orders were too small, there would be no time to restock.
Winter clothing was thick, but it was the most profitable of all the seasons!
As a result, everyone was still agonizing over how much of each style to order when they left.
They discussed it with familiar friends, asking how much the others had ordered and which styles they were most optimistic about.
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Early the next morning, Jiang Xia went backstage to check on the previous night's sales.
As it turned out, not a single buyer had submitted any Ordering Information the night before.
A staff member smiled and said, "It was too late last night. I'd guess everyone will place their orders this morning. Although no one from the Clothing Factory submitted any Ordering Information last night, the orders from the Food Factory have already been tallied. The results are excellent! We've broken the record again!"
Jiang Xia had known that already. She smiled and thanked her, then signed her name on the attendance sheet and left.
After she left, Feng Zhaojun couldn't help saying, "The clothes sold by Jiang Xia's Clothing Factory are practically sky-high in price. Who would dare order them?