Chapter 49: Songmei Apparel

“The process from a buyer placing an order to the system settlement involves many steps, and the initial payback cycle is about 20 days... Since the demand for cash flow is quite high, most of our peers use business loans or mortgage loans from banks. The risk is actually quite significant, so we might consider focusing on a single category in the early stages...”

In the quiet private booth, Gao Mengting continued to speak incessantly.

Tang Song closed the system interface and listened intently.

He had been researching related knowledge online for the past few days, but it was nowhere near as clear and concise as what Gao Mengting was saying.

It quickly gave him a complete positioning for his startup, and his originally chaotic and disordered thoughts gradually became streamlined.

After finishing lunch, they walked out of the doors of Juhui De and stood once again in front of the Wuling Hongguang.

A look of deep affection and gratitude appeared in Gao Mengting's eyes, and she couldn't help but reach out to stroke the car's side mirror.

"It really is my lucky star. When I had just graduated, it accompanied me as I traveled far and wide to make my way in the world. And when my life fell into a quagmire, it brought a benefactor like you to my side."

Tang Song patted the car body and smiled, "Perhaps that is just fate."

"Thank you, Tang Song." Gao Mengting turned to look at him, her hands clasped behind her back.

The cool breeze blew her bangs and high ponytail loose, and her beautiful face was bright with a smile like a blooming flower.

At this moment, Gao Mengting displayed the vitality and temperament that one should possess at her age.

Tang Song fell silent for a moment before suggesting, "Partner, do you want to go inspect the company's office?"

"Sure!" Gao Mengting replied immediately.

"You'll drive?"

"I couldn't ask for more."

Tang Song pulled the car keys from his pocket, jingled them, and tossed them directly to her.

Gao Mengting caught them accurately, a wide grin spreading across her lips. "Let's go!"

The lights flashed, and the car unlocked.

Leaning back against the passenger seat, breathing in the faint fragrance, Tang Song opened the system interface to check the item information.

[Project Feasibility Report]: Write the comprehensive information of the project you wish to implement, such as content, planning, and positioning, onto this. It can automatically perform a comprehensive feasibility analysis of the project and generate a "Project Feasibility Report," providing decision-makers with sufficient basis, planning, and data analysis to ensure the project's implementability.

[Note: The more detailed the information you provide, the more accurate the generated feasibility report will be.]

Seeing the description, Tang Song felt much more at ease instantly.

For someone currently starting a business, this was nothing short of a divine tool.

A reliable partner, a high-quality supply chain, sufficient initial capital, an office without rent, plus the feasibility report provided by the system.

If he still failed after this, he might as well just lie flat and live on government subsidies.

...

After parking the car in the underground parking lot of Yunxi Mansion, the two took the elevator straight to the 30th floor.

Pushing open the bright glass doors, Gao Mengting stepped onto the soft, silent carpet and began walking around the office.

Her hands occasionally brushed against desks, walls, potted plants, and sofas...

Tang Song followed quietly beside her without making any introductions.

Finally, she stood before the floor-to-ceiling window of the office area, looking down at the miniature cityscape outside.

Rolling dark clouds made the sky somewhat dim, but it did not affect her bright mood in the slightest.

Gao Mengting took a deep breath and remarked with emotion, "It's even better than I imagined; the renovation standards are very high. Although the area isn't large, this is Yunxi Mansion—the top-tier office building in Yancheng, and the very thing I once envisioned for my future."

In the past, her plan for the Meiting Clothing Store was to quickly transition into a limited company, rent an office, and work hard to grow the team and business scale.

One day, she hoped to have her own place in the core commercial district of Yancheng.

After chatting about their dreams for a while, the two lay back on a macaron-colored cloud sofa in the corner.

Gao Mengting stretched out her long legs, hands folded over her abdomen, as she shared some interesting anecdotes from her entrepreneurial journey.

The undulating fabric outlined her sexy body curves.

Tang Song turned his head slightly, stealing a few moments to admire the beauty.

Gao Mengting suddenly turned her body around, meeting his gaze, and asked curiously, "By the way, what is our company's name?"

Tang Song paused and said, "It hasn't been decided yet. How about... Songmei? 'Song' for praise, and 'Mei' for beauty."

"Songmei? Song... Mei." Gao Mengting murmured the words, her gaze shifting slightly. "That's very good. Praising beautiful things also fits our strategy of focusing on women's wear."

Although she said this, her heart couldn't help but accelerate.

"Song" should refer to Tang Song, and "Mei" couldn't be referring to Meiting, could it? Was this a metaphor for the two of them?

"Then it's settled! Songmei Apparel Trading Co., Ltd.!"

Tang Song leaned back, resting his entire body on the sofa, staring at the empty ceiling as if he could see the silhouette of Secretary Jin.

As the first enterprise he was founding in the real world, he hoped there would be some connection to the game.

Smile, Songmei—he hoped that the unseen Ms. Jin could feel his intentions, and ideally, trigger some more rewards.

*Ring, ring—* His phone suddenly rang.

Gao Mengting hurriedly stood up and pulled her phone from her bag.

It was an unknown number.

She answered the call.

A familiar voice rang in her ear: "Mengting, it's Huijuan. How have you been lately?"

Gao Mengting's hand clenched tightly, and she hung up the phone immediately, her brow furrowing deeply.

Tang Song stood up and walked to her side, asking, "What happened?"

"Nothing, just a call from my former partner."

*Ring, ring—* The ringtone sounded again.

Gao Mengting bit her lip but answered the call anyway.

She said in a calm tone, "If you have something to say, just say it. My time is very precious."

There was a moment of silence on the other end before the voice said, "Mengting, I know things have been difficult for you lately. I'm calling because I want to give you a hand."

"Give me a hand?" Gao Mengting laughed out of anger. "Shen Huijuan, do you have the face to say such things? Do the math yourself on how much I've helped you over the years, and how you've treated me!"

"I don't want to reminisce about the past right now. I really am calling to help you this time. The clothes in your warehouse must be difficult to deal with, right? I discussed it with Jingmin, and we can help you move some of them, but the price will be at a 30% discount. That way, you'll have money to get through this crisis, and we get suitable goods. It's a win-win for everyone, how about it?"

Gao Mengting exhaled sharply. "In your dreams!"

With that, she hung up the phone, her eyes still flashing with rage.

Her most pressing problem at the moment was the accumulated inventory. Although the quality of the clothes was excellent and the brands were good, she lacked the proper channels to move them.

These two people knew this best, which was why they wanted to take advantage of her situation to get her goods at a low price.

Standing nearby, Tang Song had caught fragments of the conversation.

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Including your shop and the warehouse, how many clothes do you have in total?"

"Over 4,000 pieces, ranging from high-end to low-end, with a total value of over 300,000. I've already been contacting previous suppliers to help process them. Selling the car last time was also to smooth out those channel relationships."

"Don't bother processing them for now. Once the company registration is complete, your batch of clothes will be perfectly useful, and we will also have plenty of time to select other supply channels."

Hearing this, Gao Mengting immediately understood his meaning.

She pursed her lips, looked up at him, and said seriously, "Thank you. I'll put together an inventory list for you later. However, we only need to acquire them at an estimated price of 160,000. The remaining clothes will be written off at 100,000, which I'll treat as my personal investment into our partnership. That way, I can take my equity with a clear conscience. Don't worry about the company registration; I'll start preparing the materials and contacting agents tomorrow. It will definitely be sorted by next Wednesday."

"Deal!" Tang Song did not hesitate, reaching out his hand again. "Pleasure doing business with you, Mengting!"

"Pleasure doing business with you, Tang Song!"

(End of Chapter)