Feng Zhaojun's feelings were complicated. She had felt as if she were floating in the clouds all morning, with an unreal sensation.
Faced with everyone's words, Jiang Xia smiled and said, "All right. After the Canton Fair ends, I'll treat everyone to a meal."
Just then, other factory directors came in.
Jiang Xia wasn't the only one who wanted to check yesterday's sales figures. The directors of the other Clothing Factories had held themselves back all morning, and now they could not resist coming over to find out.
So everyone arrived at the same time, as if by tacit agreement.
Before long, the entire back-office area was filled with Clothing Factory directors.
The directors all greeted Jiang Xia one after another:
"Xiao Xia, yesterday's sales were pretty good, weren't they? You're even treating us to a meal!"
"We can tell they were good just by the smile on Xiao Xia's face!"
The Garment Factory Director of the Capital City asked with a smile, "How much were yesterday's sales? I'm wondering whether I can catch up by taking a train tonight."
The staff handed the sales reports directly to them and let everyone look for themselves.
After seeing the sales figures, the directors' hearts turned even colder than autumn in Sui City!
The fewest orders for a single item from Jiang Xia's Clothing Factory were already so much higher than the order volume of their Clothing Factories that calling them a hit would not be an exaggeration!
She had more than a hundred and twenty designs, and every single one was a hit. Not one of them was superfluous!
"Comrade Xiao Xia, you've truly given us a huge problem!"
The Garment Factory Director of the Capital City's heart trembled. He gritted his teeth at Jiang Xia and said, "These sales are