Chapter 2702
2702 The Couture House
He expressed his extreme dissatisfaction, saying, “Auntie Qing, I believe I’ve devoted countless efforts to the Butterfly Pavilion over these years, having to manage everything myself. What possible reason could they have for rejecting me, a mere shopkeeper?”
Without uttering another word, Li Ye moved forward to address the chattering shopkeeper. “Shopkeeper Hu.”
“Present!” Shopkeeper Hu hurriedly followed after them.
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It remained unclear how Li Ye admonished the elderly shopkeeper, but Shopkeeper Hu soon began to cooperate more smoothly.
The original accountant of Butterfly Pavilion also obediently accompanied Mister Hong to settle their accounts.
Qiao Mu gestured towards two managing aunties and seven to eight agile young girls to inspect the older maids and workers within Butterfly Pavilion.
There was no need to dismiss the assistants who were in charge of food and dishwashing.
Qiao Mu instructed her team to first manage the accountant and other essential tasks. As for the staff below, if they were inclined to cause trouble, they could be dismissed. If they were dedicated to their roles, they were welcome to stay. It was of no consequence.
In less than an hour, the transition of power within Butterfly Pavilion proceeded in an organized manner.
Qiao Mu then led the remaining group to another prosperous establishment on Changle Boulevard—Couture House.
Before departing, Qiao Mu noticed Auntie Qing’s reluctance and casually remarked, “Come along to Couture House.”
Auntie Qing was seething with anger, her frustration palpable, yet she was powerless to act.
It appeared that the young crown prince consort intended to oversee the transfer of these shops and estates from every angle!
Qiao Mu was meticulous in adhering to formalities throughout the process.
They promptly arrived at Couture House with their entourage. After applying some pressure, they managed to secure the presence of the new shopkeeper and accountant.
Auntie Qing couldn’t resist breaking free from the group and remarked with nonchalance, “Running Couture House is far more intricate than managing Butterfly Pavilion.”
After all, Butterfly Pavilion primarily dealt with food and beverages. The young crown prince consort’s takeover and continuation of the existing recipes worked relatively well, allowing Auntie Qing to maintain her composure.
However, Couture House specialized in the sale of jewelry and beauty products.
/Without the innovative designs and concepts provided by the Consort, without the personalized makeup and perfumes crafted by the Consort herself, well, let’s see how long Couture House could sustain itself./
The crown prince consort, the young crown prince consort, meticulously toured every corner of the sprawling Couture House.
It must be acknowledged that Eldest Madam Mu’s strategies were remarkably distinct.
Unlike other shops, where valuable items like jewelry would be securely locked inside display cases, Couture House took a different approach. Even more remarkably, customers were guided to the second floor for their shopping experience.
The jewelry and cosmetics in her store were all elegantly presented on the walls, forming a stunning visual array that immediately caught one’s attention.
Interested in a specific piece of jewelry? Just provide its serial number, and a youthful and charming shop assistant would be at your service to retrieve it.
The styles and designs were all exceptionally contemporary.
The most precious jewelry even adorned circular crystal shelves at the center of the shop. These treasures were separated by transparent protective barriers, allowing customers to admire their splendor up close.
The second floor, accessible only to esteemed female clientele, was reserved for those of distinguished status.
By the time Qiao Mu and her team entered, a handful of young ladies were already perusing the selection with the assistance of their maidservants.
Upon catching sight of Qiao Mu, a woman among the customers couldn’t contain her excitement and blurted out, “Is that the Crown Prince Consort?”
Chen Baojia shot an impolite glare at Ji Xiang, her companion, who was causing a commotion beside her. She inwardly sighed, thinking: /Bringing along this fool was a terrible idea./
