At the end of the year, Taobao ushered in a new round of peak sales season. In order to meet the upcoming surge in orders, Fang Hui canceled the weekend for everyone in the studio half a month in advance, but... The weekend was canceled, but the Taobao store's Business doesn't seem to be doing as well as expected.
Mu Xiaoya flipped through the sales report in her hand and frowned in confusion: "Why our turnover this month is lower than last month. Shouldn't the end of the year be the peak sales season?"
Fang Hui glanced at the report in Mu Xiaoya's hand, with a depressed face: "I didn't tell you that you had a lot of things at home before. Our shoes were copied."
"The cottage?" Mu Xiaoya was taken aback.
Fang Hui turned the laptop in front of her and showed it to Mu Xiaoya, only to see the same style of shoes in a row on the Taobao page, which was the latest flagship of their studio. They designed their own shoes, but Taobao ranked first, but they were not the first in sales.
"The same shoes are half cheaper than us, who still buys ours." Fang Hui had a dark face.
"Is it the same?"
"Except the material of the leather is not as breathable as ours, and the sole is not as comfortable as ours, everything else is basically the same." Fang Hui sighed, "I asked my uncle, and he said that the market in Huaguo is like this, which style is sold on Taobao Well, as long as you buy a pair and copy them back, you will soon be able to make high-quality replicas. People who don’t have high requirements for shoes can’t tell the difference between good and bad.”
"Can't we report it?" Mu Xiaoya sounded a little embarrassed.
"How do so many stores report? And they only need to make a little change, they can be said to be their own shoes." Fang Hui sighed, "The world-renowned big brands can't do anything about them, let alone our small studio. "
"That won't work. What if they copy our new products in the future?" Although Mu Xiaoya doesn't expect her studio to make a lot of money, she has worked so hard to design shoes for other people's wedding dresses. How much will still be uncomfortable.
"Who said no." Fang Hui's hair has been falling out several times because of this trouble in the past few days. "These shanzhai people are really disgusting. I really want to black out their shops."
"Do you want to be dark?" Sitting next to Mu Xiaoya, Bai Chuan suddenly spoke up after listening to the whole thing.
Fang Hui and Mu Xiaoya turned to look at the same time, only to see Bai Chuan's big black eyes staring at the computer screen for a moment. Seeing the two of them looking at him, they couldn't help but ask again: "Do you want to be black?"
"No... No need." Mu Xiaoya was so frightened that she hurriedly shook her head, if this was not stopped, Bai Chuan really blackmailed Taobao, then it would be a big problem.
"Oh." Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, Bai Chuan continued to look down at his book again.
Mu Xiaoya breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time gave Fang Hui a warning look. Fang Hui spread her hands, expressing her innocence.
"Don't talk about hacking other people's stores." Mu Xiaoya pulled Fang Hui over and continued to verbally warn.
"Got it." Fang Hui's voice was filled with regret, she was really looking forward to how Bai Chuan would hack these Taobao stores.
Fortunately, the studio still has the income of the physical store, so although the income of the online store has been affected to a certain extent, the first Spring Festival of the two people's business is still profitable. Neither of them are stingy people. During the Spring Festival holiday, they gave one of the two employees in the store an unusually generous bonus.
Mu Xiaoya didn't expect that the 300,000 yuan that she had invested, in only half a year, not only returned the capital, but also made a profit of 200,000 yuan. So she used the money to sign up a super luxurious Spring Festival tour group for her parents.
The parents of the Mu family and Mu Xiaoya said that they wanted to travel abroad to meet the world, but Mu Xiaoya knew that her parents didn't want her to be embarrassed by where she should be on New Year's Eve. During the Chinese New Year, I specially prepared such a trip abroad. They went out to travel for the New Year, and then let her go back to Bai's house with Bai Chuan to celebrate the New Year with peace of mind.
Mu Xiaoya felt that her parents were a little overwhelmed, but she didn't stop her, because the place where they were going to travel this time was the place her parents had been talking about for seven or eight years, but they couldn't make it. This trip was a dream come true.
On New Year's Eve, Mu Xiaoya and Bai Chuan packed up some clothes and went back to Bai's house. They stayed there until the fifth day of the new year before leaving. The days of not having to get up early and not cooking for six consecutive days made Mu Xiaoya a little lazy, and this kind of laziness lasted for the whole spring.
In the spring when everything is recovering, Mu Xiaoya has to lie on the corner of the bar and sleep for two hours almost every day. If she is lazy, if she is not the boss, Fang Hui can't help but turn people away.
"If you hadn't slept like this for several months, I would definitely suspect that you were pregnant." Seeing that Mu Xiaoya woke up again, Fang Hui brought the freshly brewed coffee in her hand, as if she was afraid that she would fall asleep again. stance.
The confused Mu Xiaoya had already touched the coffee, she was awakened by Fang Hui and let go of her hand: "Give me a cup of tea, I don't drink coffee."
"I've given up on coffee, so I won't be pregnant, right?" Fang Hui was taken aback.
"I can't rule out this possibility." Since deciding to have a child, Mu Xiaoya gave up coffee and switched to using green tea to refresh herself. Her drowsiness happened suddenly after the Spring Festival. At first, she thought she was pregnant, but she bought a pregnancy test stick and went home a few times, but there was no response at all. A few days later, the menstrual period came as scheduled, and Mu Xiaoya gave up completely. However, she and Bai Chuan have never been contraceptive, so the child may come at any time.
Fang Hui was speechless, turned back to the bar, made Mu Xiaoya a cup of tea and brought it over.
"Thank you." Mu Xiaoya moved the design draft stained with her saliva aside, she just fell asleep while drawing the design draft.
"It's true that you are tired in spring and autumn, but are you going too far? Why haven't I seen you sleep so well before." When they were in school, they would lie down in class for 20 minutes at most, and they would wake up at the slightest movement. Where is Mu Xiaoya like now, sleeping for two hours, and it is not easy to wake up.
"I went to the hospital to see it, and the doctor said that I have a lot of moisture on my body, so I tend to get sleepy." Mu Xiaoya took a sip of her tea, and she seemed more energetic. However, she was also a little suspicious if it was because she hadn't drank coffee for a long time. Before, she would make herself a cup of coffee at noon every day.
"Then you've been sleeping too long."
"It may be that the climate in spring is too comfortable, and it will be good to wait for summer." The temperature is increasing day by day, and it shouldn't be long before summer begins.
"Calculate the time, in a few months, we will graduate a year later."
"Yeah." Mu Xiaoya nodded, since she was reborn, she always felt that time passed extremely fast.
"It's been almost a year since you and Bai Chuan were married. Shouldn't it be time to make up for the wedding?" Having never attended Mu Xiaoya's wedding, Fang Hui always felt that Mu Xiaoya was not married.
"It's been almost a year since grandma passed away."
"They don't pay attention to why they can't have a wedding within three years, right? If you don't have a wedding, I'll have to get married, and then I won't be your bridesmaid." Fang Hui shouted.
"You want to get married?" Mu Xiaoya woke up after a doze.
"I mean if you really wait three years, I guess it's over."
"No, don't worry." You won't be able to get married in the next three years.
"Hey, what do you mean, I'm sure I can't get married, right?" Fang Hui laughed at Mu Xiaoya's determination.
"How can you get married so easily?" Mu Xiaoya laughed and stood up, suddenly her eyes darkened, her whole body fell back, her arm slammed on the corner of the table, making a loud noise.
"What's the matter with you?" Fang Hui was startled, and hurried over without quarreling.
"It's alright, maybe it's because I slept too long and didn't eat lunch, I felt a little dizzy." Mu Xiaoya rubbed her temples.
"What kind of tea to drink, I'll warm you up with a cup of milk." Fang Hui took away the tea cup in front of Mu Xiaoya, turned around and shouted to Xiaoxin, "Xiaoxin, go to the mall to pack a bowl of porridge and come back."
"Okay." Xiaoxin replied, got up and went to the mall.
"I want to eat braised pork rice." Mu Xiaoya, who came over slowly, did not forget to order.
"Send a message to Xiaoxin yourself." Fang Hui said angrily.
After eating, Mu Xiaoya really felt much better. Not only did her energy recover, but her inspiration also came along. Sitting at the window, in just a few hours, she designed the summer new style that she had been thinking about for two days.
"Here... Boss Fang, I didn't delay my work while sleeping." Mu Xiaoya handed the finished design draft to Fang Hui.
"Yes, yes, in the future, when you go to bed, I won't call you again."
"Knock knock!"
The familiar knock sounded, Mu Xiaoya turned around with a smile, and she saw Bai Chuan wearing only a camel sweater standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Seeing that Mu Xiaoya saw him, Bai Chuan waved and walked towards the gate.
"This obsessive-compulsive disorder is really enough. For more than half a year, I knocked on the glass every day, rain or shine, and only then entered the door. It's amazing." Although she had watched it hundreds of times, Fang Hui couldn't help but want to complain.
Mu Xiaoya didn't pick up, she got up to pack her things, put them in her bag and got ready to leave work.
"When the season changes, you let me work overtime by myself?" Fang Hui held down Mu Xiaoya's bag and threatened, this woman is really going too far, dozing off at work and slipping away after work overtime
"Tomorrow is my mother-in-law's birthday. I asked Xiaochuan to buy gifts together." Mu Xiaoya gestured to Fang Hui.
"..." Fang Hui twitched the corners of her mouth and released her hand.
Mu Xiaoya laughed and left.
Giving gifts to the rich is actually the most troublesome. For a person who lacks everything, nothing is new. Mu Xiaoya had a headache for two or three days, but decided to go the DIY route. She and Bai Chuan spent a whole weekend in the pottery studio to make a whole set of tea sets. It's making blanks, and coloring it again, and it will be completed only yesterday. They went to get it tonight, just in time to deliver it directly tomorrow.
The two drove to the studio to check the finished product and found that although the finished product was not perfect, it was much better than they expected. In particular, the paintings on the sides of the teapot and the cup were all painted by Bai Chuan himself, which is the most precious part of the gift.
"It's so beautiful, Mom will definitely like it." Mu Xiaoya put the teapot into the box, closed the lid, repackaged it, and let Bai Chuan carry it.
"Yeah." Bai Chuan took it, and the two walked outside together.
"Borrowed, borrowed..." Suddenly, a staff member carrying a row of mud bills walked over from the front. The passage was not large, and Mu Xiaoya was afraid of blocking him, so she stepped aside and moved to the side. I don't know if it's moving too fast, and suddenly it's dark in front of my eyes.
Bai Chuan was pushed to the other side by the staff, and when the other party passed, he naturally walked towards Mu Xiaoya.
"Xiaoya?" As soon as he approached, Bai Chuan was keenly aware of Mu Xiaoya's abnormality. She was frowning and closing her eyes, leaning on the workbench beside her with a pale face, "What's wrong?"
Bai Chuan wanted to go to Fu Mu Xiaoya, but before his hand could reach Mu Xiaoya's arm, Mu Xiaoya suddenly slid down along the workbench.
Bai Chuan's pupils shrank suddenly, not caring about what was in his hand, he knelt down and hugged Mu Xiaoya in his arms before Mu Xiaoya fell to the ground.
"Xiaoya, Xiaoya?" Bai Chuan anxiously called out to the person in his arms, but Mu Xiaoya closed her eyes tightly and did not give Bai Chuan any response. For a moment, Bai Chuan only felt that an invisible and huge bell enveloped him inside. Someone was beating constantly outside, making a loud humming noise, but he couldn't hear anything, couldn't see anything.
Mu Xiaoya hadn't been in a coma for too long. When she woke up, she found herself lying in Bai Chuan's arms, surrounded by a few people, but no one dared to approach.
"Don't be stunned, hurry up and take your daughter-in-law to the hospital."
"Yeah, why don't you speak."
"Don't delay treatment."
Someone tried to get close, but as long as someone moved, Bai Chuan would be defensive and hug him tighter.
He is...
Raising her eyes, Mu Xiaoya saw Bai Chuan's blank, blank eyes, and was shocked. She raised her hand laboriously to touch Bai Chuan's side face, and softly shouted, "Xiao Chuan."
With just one sound, the empty eyes gradually became brighter, and a voice penetrated the huge bell jar and reached Bai Chuan's ears.
"Xiaoya~" Bai Chuan saw the window that belonged to him.
"Take me to a hospital."