Chapter 11
Chapter 11 — Locking my card to leave, I left my husband's family stranded in a seven-star hotel
Five judges sit behind a long table. Manager Ha sat on the far right, slightly nodding at me. I opened PPT and started presenting. On the third slide, the male judge sitting in the middle suddenly interrupted.
“General To, I saw that your shop recently had a series of bad reviews.”
“Even though most of it has been removed, how do you explain this upheaval?”
I anticipated this question.
“That review was malicious spam.”
“All have been confirmed by the platform as invalid reviews and removed.”
I switched to the backup slide. Above is a photo of the official response from the platform.
“But actually this proves one thing.”
I smiled.
“My shop is hated by others.”
“That means I'm doing pretty well.”
The judges burst into laughter. After finishing the presentation, manager Ha saw me out and said in a low voice:
“Very good performance.”
“Wait for the announcement.”
On Wednesday afternoon, the official announcement was sent.
“Congratulations to Ms. To Niem, your brand ‘Nien My’ has been officially selected into the new brand support program of Cosmetic Stars.”
“The three-month traffic support package will start the first day of next month.”
I looked at the email for a long time. Finally breathed a sigh of relief. I texted Phuong Vien:
“Chosen.”
Phuong Vien responded immediately with a series of fireworks icons. Then there's a sentence:
“To Niem, you're really about to explode.”
The first week of traffic support from the platform, the number of visitors to my shop per day increased from three thousand to twelve thousand. Orders tripled. I can't handle it alone anymore. I had to urgently recruit two customer service staff and one packing person. Phuong Vien helped me with the interview. Three days and you can start working right away. The second week, the number of visitors per day exceeded twenty thousand. My best-selling eyeshadow palette is completely sold out. I immediately called the supplier to increase my order. General Trieu laughed on the phone.
“I have to go adjust the factory capacity now with your quantity of goods.”
“You're really about to explode.”
“General Trieu, can you speed up the process?”
“I only need to lose goods for just one day and lose tens of thousands of yuan in revenue.”
“I try.”
He laughed.
“Three days for you.”
Three days later, the goods arrived. I stayed up all night posting the product again. In just one hour... more than eight hundred copies were sold. At the end of the closing month, I sat and looked at the numbers on the order management system for a long time. Revenue that month: 1,870,000 yuan. Net profit: 310,000 yuan. Equal to more than half the previous year combined. I sat in front of the computer, looking at that number for a long time. Then took a screenshot and sent it to Phuong Vien.
“Are you crazy????”
Her text message was full of exclamation points.
“Earn 310,000 yuan a month????”
“The platform's traffic is just too strong.”
“Nem Niem…”
Phuong Vien continued texting.
“You are truly the boss now.”
I laughed, closed the order management page and continued processing the packages that needed to be sent tomorrow. At eleven o'clock at night, when I was about to go to bed, the phone rang again. Mother-in-law. Incorrect. Is the ex-mother-in-law. She changed her number to call so I didn't have time to block her.
“To Niem, it's aunt.”
Trinh Tu Lan's voice was much softer than last time.
“Don't hang up, I'll just say a few words.”
She hesitated.
“Lately, Phong doesn't It's okay.”
"He and that girl also broke up, and there were some problems at work."
“He… wants to see you once.”
“It has nothing to do with you anymore.”
“Nem Niem…”
The first time she called me that.
"I know I didn't do right before, I shouldn't have treated you like that."
“Can you be a little more generous…”
“Aunt Trinh.”
I coldly interrupted.
“We are divorced.”
"The thing about Tran Phong, I'm looking for his current girlfriend."
“Ah forgot.”
I laughed faintly.
“Your current girlfriend also ran away, right?”
“Then think of a way yourself.”
“Why is this girl talking like that…”
“I'm just telling the truth.”
“Don't call me again from now on.”
“I'm very busy.”
I hung up and conveniently blocked the new number. Lying in bed, I looked at the ceiling. Suddenly remembering myself from a year ago. At that time, as soon as I received a phone call from my mother-in-law, I would immediately tense up, try to please her, and think about what to do to make her happy. What about now? I don't want to waste another second on her. In the second month of the support program, Cosmetic Stars organized an offline brand exchange session. The location is the banquet hall of a five-star hotel in the city center. The ten selected brands must all be present to display their products. Platform leadership, investors, media reporters and industry KOLs will all come. I led the team to arrange the booth. Product display.