Chapter 268: Madame, Are You a Troll?

She herself wondered how she had copied a design that hadn't come to the fore before.

The waiter picked up the clothes, looked at them, and continued: "Madam, this is not our Divine brand at all, this is trying to deceive us with fakes." ”

"Fake, how can it be a fake, I bought it from you at a discount yesterday, even if it's a fake, you sold it to me" Madame's face was already said badly by the waiter.

"Madam, our Divine is a high-end brand, we never sell fakes, you are not our clothes here at all, we will not give you a refund," the waiter refused.

Madame looked around, and all the shelves did not have the same clothes as herself.

Divine's new opening and the first day of discount promotion, every piece of clothing is selling very well, and even sold out, but the same style of clothes as this lady has been made, and there are already new products coming out.

Divine's fight is to compete with elves for those middle and high consumption.

Where is the elf, and Lin Qingyan has no time, so in addition to the release of new products every season, she basically won't take on other private jobs, even high-end orders worth more than 100 million yuan.

It's not that there hasn't been a high imitation of elves on the market.

She didn't bother to care, and those high-quality fans directly came forward to resist the high imitation.

So the imitation clothes didn't flow out much, and they were cut in half.

The waiter saw that this lady was looking for trouble at all, and sneered and said, "Madam, you won't be our Divine black fan, deliberately taking a copycat to hack our brand." ”

"Tens of thousands of dollars of clothes, I will come to hack you, why is the little girl's mind so dirty, isn't it just a piece of clothing, if you don't return it, I'll be a big deal, it's just a long lesson, anyway, it's also a defective product" Mrs. said coldly, and threw the clothes on the counter and didn't care.

Lin Qingyan really couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward and picked up the clothes that were thrown away by her wife.

Several people in the store watched Lin Qingyan's movements suspiciously.

Lin Qingyan touched her collar for a long time and said, "I finally found it." ”

Designers usually embroider the logo of the store on the clothes.

Lin Qingyan turned out the logo in the clothes and sent it to the waiter, "Even if this clothes are counterfeits, they are also your Divine knockoffs, and there is also the logo of your store on them." ”

Lin Qingyan was afraid of making the chattering waiter quibble, so she took off a set of sales clothes from the hanger, turned out the logo inside, and put it in front of the waiter.

"Even if Auntie is very good, she may completely copy your logo, look at the stitches, it is clear that it is from one person, or call out your designer or let Mr. Lin take a look."

Lin Qingyan deliberately accentuated the word Mr. Lin, and her eyes fell on Lin Yuanyuan, who did not leave not far away.

Lin Yuanyuan's ability to choose an ancient brand shows that Lin Yuanyuan's vision is still good.

It's just that the designer is a little unsatisfactory.

However, there is nothing wrong with not nitpicking, but there is nothing wrong with terminal consumption.

The two waiters who were slapped in the face in an instant looked embarrassed.

When Mrs. heard this, she also stepped forward and said thoughtfully, "Why did I forget to look at the logo, now I can prove the Divine clothes." ”

The attitude was clear: 'Depends on how you explain it.'" ’

It's still business hours, and waiting for other customers to come while making a fuss like this will only affect their Divine.

Lin Yuanyuan beckoned to the girl next to her and said, "You take Miss Xia to the designer to see if the clothes specially designed for Miss Xia are satisfactory, as for our cooperation, I will talk about it when I am busy." ”