nucmednet Chapter 281 New Era Service Method
Chapter 281 New Era Service Method
Just as everyone was immersed in their reverie, a man and a woman walked into Lingyun Clothing Store under the gaze of everyone.
As soon as they stepped over the threshold, they heard the waiter inside the store enthusiastically shout "Welcome" in English. The clear and loud voice broke the silence outside the store.
Then, a uniformed clerk quickly came forward with a professional and friendly smile on his face, and led the couple to the clothing display area in the store.
Chen Xiaoping is a member of the working class. In this era, the working class is the group holding the "golden rice bowl" and is the darling of this era. She has the decisiveness and boldness unique to workers in her character.
Watching the couple walk into the store smoothly, Chen Xiaoping felt an inexplicable courage surge in her heart.
Chen Xiaoping took a deep breath and encouraged herself secretly, thinking: If others can go in, why can't I? Even if I don't buy anything, it's still okay! Department stores allow people to enter and exit freely!
So, Chen Xiaoping straightened her back, followed the couple without hesitation, and strode into Lingyun Clothing Store.
Chen Xiaoping, feeling nervous and expectant, slowly stepped over the threshold of Lingyun Clothing Store. In an instant, the scene before her made her stand still.
The decoration inside the store is extremely luxurious, and the dazzling crystal chandeliers cast a soft and bright light, making the entire space sparkle.
All this was completely different from the environment she usually lived in. Looking at her simple clothes, Chen Xiaoping suddenly felt that she was out of place here, and a strong sense of awkwardness came over her.
Perhaps noticing Xiao Ping's strangeness, a waitress with a kind face came over quickly. She walked gently to Xiao Ping's side and
She said gently, "Hello, this way please, I will show you the special clothing in our store."
With that said, he led the way.
Chen Xiaoping nodded mechanically as if she was under a spell, and followed the waiter woodenly.
His steps dragged unconsciously, and his eyes were full of helplessness.
It was not until the waiter stopped in front of a display stand and began to enthusiastically explain the design concept of the clothes that Chen Xiaoping suddenly came back to her senses.
The waiter's voice was soft and professional. Chen Xiaoping's eyes moved over every detail of the clothes as the waiter introduced them.
Chen Xiaoping's face was full of novelty and amazement. This kind of meticulous shopping explanation was something she had never experienced before.
Listening to this, Chen Xiaoping seemed to have opened a door to a new world of fashion.
An unprecedented urge surged in my heart to buy this dress.
However, when Chen Xiaoping's eyes inadvertently swept over the price tag on the clothes, the burning impulse that had just been ignited was instantly extinguished by a basin of cold water.
"210 yuan",
This number stood before her like an insurmountable gap.
Her eyes dimmed and her heart ached. In this era, this was a huge sum of money, enough to support a family's living expenses for several months, and even to buy a TV that most families dream of.
Chen Xiaoping bit her lips tightly, her hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes, her heart filled with helplessness and loss.
She silently told herself that she couldn't afford it, and she really didn't dare to buy it. This desire could only be buried deep in her heart. She reluctantly took a last look at the dress and sighed silently in her heart.
The waiter had a professional and enthusiastic smile on his face and said to Xiao Ping in a gentle tone: "Madam, if you are interested in this dress, you can go to the fitting room to try it on and feel how it looks on you."
In her previous life, Xiaoping had long been accustomed to being called "comrade", a title that was simple and friendly, carrying the equality and enthusiasm unique to that era.
But at this moment, the word "Madam" made her experience a completely different feeling.
This is not just a simple name change, it is more like a door to another world being quietly opened.
In this gorgeously decorated clothing store, because of the title "Ms.", she seemed to be given a new identity, an identity that was cherished and cared for.
This feeling was something she had never experienced in her life. It made her feel a little uncomfortable, yet inexplicably intoxicated by it.
All these seemingly casual service details actually come from Jiang Weimin's careful arrangements and training.
In order to create a unique brand image for Lingyun Clothing Store, Jiang Weimin also put a lot of effort into employee training.
Starting from the most basic etiquette standards, employees are required to make every smile and every nod just right, conveying sincerity and enthusiasm.
English training is also a key focus, although it only focuses on common phrases used in clothing purchase scenarios.
But Jiang Weimin is well aware of the importance of this in creating an international shopping atmosphere.
In addition to these, Jiang Weimin also emphasized that no matter how customers are dressed or what their purchasing power seems to be, they must be treated equally and politely.
“As long as someone dares to walk into the store, it is a recognition of our brand, and we want them to feel the warmth of home.
It doesn’t matter whether they buy anything or not, they will all become disseminators of the Lingyun brand.”
In terms of salary and benefits, Jiang Weimin has to take into account the institutional restrictions of public institutions and not be too outrageous.
In the end, Jiang Weimin secured an attractive salary package for the waiters. Although the basic salary was not high, the various subsidies added up to a considerable amount.
When Chen Xiaoping heard the waiter enthusiastically inviting her to try on clothes, she didn't dare to do so. What if they got dirty? She wouldn't be able to afford to buy them!
After pretending to be calm, Xiao Ping tried to make her tone sound more natural and said, "I don't like this one very much. I want to see that wedding dress. Can you take me to see it?"
The waiter still kept smiling and replied softly: "Okay, please follow me."
Xiaoping followed the waiter with a nervous and expectant mood, step by step towards the wedding dress that she had been dreaming about.
When she finally stood in front of the wedding dress, she was deeply shocked.
When I had seen it through the glass outside the store before, I had already thought it was incomparably beautiful, but now that I was looking at it up close, the sense of amazement increased exponentially.
This wedding dress seems to be given life, and every detail exudes breathtaking beauty.
It is embroidered with exquisite patterns, with auspicious dragons and phoenixes that are lifelike, and flowers, birds, fish and insects that are lively and vivid. Every stitch and every thread is filled with the tailor's hard work and ingenuity, showing the master's superb skills.
Xiaoping's eyes widened, her gaze seemed to be glued to the wedding dress, and she was reluctant to move it away.
After a long time, Xiao Ping came back to her senses from her intoxication. Her throat was dry, and she swallowed hard. She asked with a trembling voice, "How much is this dress?"
Seeing this, the waiter introduced slowly: "This dress is designed by a master who carefully reproduced the wedding dress of ancient nobles.
The tailors involved in the production are all master-level. From material selection to craftsmanship, every step is extremely sophisticated, so its price is 1000 yuan. "
"One thousand dollars! So expensive!"
Xiao Ping blurted out, her voice full of disbelief. Her eyes widened instantly, and the light in her eyes dimmed.
In her mind, this was an astronomical figure. She silently calculated that her monthly salary was only a few dozen yuan, and she would have to save for two years without eating or drinking to barely get together this thousand yuan.
Moreover, this was just a wedding dress that could only be worn once, at a wedding. It was too luxurious for her and something she could never afford.
Thinking of this, Xiaoping's heart felt like it had been hit hard by a punch. A feeling of bitterness surged into her heart, and her eyes were full of loss and helplessness.
Just when Xiaoping was feeling disappointed and immersed in amazement and helplessness about the price of her wedding dress, a burst of praise instantly caught her attention.
"It looks so beautiful! This dress suits you perfectly!" The voice was filled with undisguised praise and admiration.
Xiaoping turned her head and saw that the girl who had walked into the store first had already changed into a set of carefully selected clothes.
The girl, who was already naturally beautiful, became even more dazzling in this new dress.
The simple yet elegant design style not only highlights the youthful vitality of the girl, but also adds a bit of maturity and charm.
The girl's face was filled with a happy and satisfied smile. Hearing her companions' praise, she happily turned around on the spot.
"Then I'll buy this one!" Her voice was clear and pleasant, full of joy and confidence.
Just then, the girl inadvertently raised her eyes and discovered where Xiaoping's wedding dress was displayed.
Her eyes lit up instantly, with a gleam of surprise and excitement in them, as if she had discovered the most precious treasure in the world. Then she walked over!
"Pengcheng, I want to wear this wedding dress when I get married!"
The man named Pengcheng was standing aside, watching the girl trying on clothes with a doting smile on his face. When he heard the girl's cry, his eyes also turned to the wedding dress.
The moment his eyes fell on the wedding dress, he was stunned.
His eyes moved back and forth between the wedding dress and the girl, and his mind couldn't help but imagine the beautiful scene of the girl wearing the wedding dress and walking hand in hand with him in the wedding hall.
"You must wear this when we get married. Only a wedding dress like this can suit you."
When the girl heard Pengcheng's words, a shy blush instantly appeared on her cheeks.
"Who said I was going to marry you!" the girl said in a pretended angry tone, but there was a hint of sweetness and shyness in her voice.
However, her eyes never left the wedding dress, and the desire and longing in her eyes became stronger and stronger.
The girl's eyes finally fell on the eye-catching price tag next to the wedding dress. The number "1000 yuan" on it made her eyes flash with hesitation for a moment.
1000 yuan is a considerable amount of money for her, who grew up in a wealthy family.
She bit her lower lip slightly, frowned slightly, and said softly: "Pengcheng, this wedding dress seems a bit expensive!"
The man named Pengcheng followed the girl's gaze. The moment he saw the price, his body stiffened unconsciously and his pupils contracted instantly. It was obvious that this number was far beyond his expectations.
But this shock lasted only a moment.
His eyes quickly regained their firmness and gentleness, and the corners of his mouth raised in a doting smile.
He always stared into the girl's eyes, his eyes full of sincerity and determination: "This is not just a wedding dress, it carries our vision and promise for the future.
I want to give you a perfect wedding, a beautiful moment that you will remember for a lifetime.
So, don’t worry about the price, okay? As long as you like it, it’s worth it.”
The girl's eyes gradually became moist, with tears of emotion flashing in them.
He nodded vigorously, his original hesitant expression having long been replaced by happiness and sweetness.
Chen Xiaoping was also moved by this scene, and her eyes were filled with envy.