Rebirth: The Ascent of a Socialite-Chapter 641 - 261: Fei Qing’s Death

"After the new product launch, prices dropped by ten percent within two weeks, and out-of-season merchandise permanently dropped by fifty percent. Have they gone mad? Such malicious competition is undoubtedly slow suicide," Wen Maixue almost exploded with anger after receiving the related news.

"They’re not committing suicide; they’re laying siege to us," Pello’s eyes were bright and fixed on the latest information obtained from other channels, "Su Ziceng has set up new factories in several provinces across the country, intending to spread out production costs domestically. Our clothes are airlifted directly from Spain, which costs a lot more than theirs. With just the current cost competition, we are no match for them." Pello already knew they were at a significant disadvantage without waiting for the finance department to calculate the costs.

"I want to go to Spain and talk to the ZARA Operations Director about moving the production and processing here. We can adopt a superior ERP system, which would allow us to allocate resources effectively." Wen Maixue still saw the crux of the problem; the main reason they could not reduce costs was that when Olson, that old geezer, initially signed the exclusive rights, he agreed to all the conditions on the spot, binding their hands in their operations now.

"How confident are you?" Pello trusted Wen Maixue’s judgment.

"One hundred percent confident; don’t tell me you doubt my ability," Wen Maixue was very confident in her charm. With her Oriental woman’s allure, she had even Olson and his son worshipping at her feet.

"Then you’ll head to Spain," Wen Maixue was somewhat dissatisfied to hear that Pello wouldn’t accompany her.

"All of our advertisements for the first half of the year have expired, someone must stay in the country and negotiate with the advertisers, and Shang Yin’s wedding date is approaching; as his only best friend, I should stay here and help him," Pello fended off Wen Maixue.

"Pello, you only remember other people’s weddings; we’ve been engaged for over a year now, and you’ve never mentioned our wedding," Wen Maixue was discontent, having hinted several times and even bringing up Grandpa, but all was deflected by Pello. It was a misstep on her part; she should have fixed the wedding date when they got engaged. Now it kept dragging on, and she was already twenty-four years old. Some of her classmates who graduated from Kelly Women’s College were already married with children.

"We’ll talk about it when everything is cleared up," Pello brushed off Wen Maixue. At the time of the engagement, he was resolved to marry her, but now his resolve was beginning to waver.

"Fine, after I return from Spain with the matters settled, you will have to seriously consider this issue," Wen Maixue was not one to retreat lightly. Having his hand already on her arm, she had to make sure he would never let go, so before she left for Spain with a peace of mind, she had to lay down another layer of safety measures.

Pello took Wen Maixue to the airport and, after bidding her farewell with a kiss, met with several media advertisers. Considering the large investment in ZARA’s advertising, he had to be cautious with the ad releases to avoid unnecessarily inflating product prices.

After entering the waiting room, Wen Maixue did not sit still. She’s never been one to wait; "Yan Wuxu, didn’t you say you have some interesting news to tell me?"

A few days earlier, right after Su Ziceng announced Espr’s price reduction strategy, Wen Maixue saw news in the newspaper about the Su Family father and daughter opening a new factory in the Northwest, which prompted Yan Wuxu to send her a message.

Yan Wuxu first hung up Wen Maixue’s call and soon sent another message. The image of a man and woman intimately embracing each other nearly made Wen Maixue lose her composure right there in the waiting room.

In the waiting room, several local celebrities were present, and Wen Maixue felt turmoil in her heart. In order not to cause a scene in front of everyone, she stood up and walked into the empty female restroom.

By just the back, she could recognize that the man above was her Pello, the Pello who had not been intimate with her for a long time. He was actually entangled with Su Ziceng; no wonder he repeatedly suppressed Su Ziceng without leaving her dead.

"Pello, what do you take me for, a towel to be used and thrown away?" Looking into the mirror, Wen Maixue took out a tube of lipstick and applied another layer to her cherry-red lips, "I’m going to tarnish Su Ziceng’s reputation now and make her a woman despised by everyone. Then, I want to see if you and Hang Yishao will still be so eager to chase after her."