Wang Ye could only say that every trade had its own expertise!
He really could not understand how such a quiet, nearly empty mall—where there usually seemed to be far more sales staff than customers—could bring in over fifty million US dollars a month!
That was over four hundred million yuan...
Its revenue was not much lower than Joy City's, yet their foot traffic was worlds apart!
Who could possibly make sense of that?
But on second thought, it was perfectly normal. Just as Nalan Yaqi had said, what brands were gathered in that ultra-luxury mall? Patek Philippe, Hermès, Cartier...
If someone went in and casually bought a few things, they could easily spend tens of thousands, even several tens of thousands of US dollars.
Meanwhile, in an affordable mall like Joy City, many customers might spend an entire day browsing and still not spend more than two hundred yuan!
That meant a single wealthy customer at an ultra-luxury mall could spend as much as thousands of customers at an affordable mall!
And the wealthy people who went to ultra-luxury malls had clear goals. Once they arrived, they headed straight for the store they wanted, picked out what they wanted, had the sales associate pack it up, paid by card, and left.
They would never waste half a day, or even a whole day, wandering around, because their time was valuable!
So to someone like Wang Ye, who did not pay much attention to such things, this kind of mall naturally looked especially deserted...
With sales that high, it was obvious that Nalan Yaqi's mall was a success.
It had begun making a profit not long after opening, something quite rare for most malls.
Of course, that was also because of its excellent location. It was situated in Moscow's