Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 242 - 243 Hunger Marketing (Additional)_1

Chapter 242: Chapter 243 Hunger Marketing (Additional)_1

The girls in Ping County were accustomed to wearing makeup, so everyone was seen with rouge upon their faces. The scent of this cosmetics was very strong and it caused harm to the skin with long-term use. Moreover, it was difficult to wash off, leaving the skin dry and rough after cleansing with soap, especially prone to cracking in winter.

To their surprise, a little of Nan Feng’s Double Melon Cleanser applied onto their hands and massaged for a while, then easily rinsed off all the rouge and powder on their faces. Additionally, Nan Feng had added some mint to the second batch of products. Not only did this leave the face extremely clean, it also felt dry, crisp, and cool, making it very comfortable.

After washing their faces, Nan Feng applied a magic face mask for them. They would watch the time and wash it off after a quarter of an hour. Then, Nan Feng would let the next customer experience it...

In this process, Nan Feng continuously overheard exclamations from those who had already applied the face mask, "Indeed, my skin looks fairer and softer, also moisturized and elastic!"

"It feels so smooth. If it continues in this way, there would be no need for makeup anymore."

"If you still want to wear makeup," said Nan Feng on the side, "Bear in mind that rouge and powder can’t protect the skin, only skincare products can."

The girls who tried the product thought highly of Nan Feng’s products. Those who used them wanted to buy. Some of them said they were shopping for their young mistresses at home and they wanted to ask the opinions of the family heads. If possible, they would come back the next day.

The stream of girls trying out the products kept flowing in. Although Nan Feng didn’t reject any, the thirty bottles of face wash and face masks were quickly sold out. Those who couldn’t buy urged Nan Feng to get more stock to sell, but Nan Feng insisted that she was out of stock and they would have to come back the next day. If they really wanted the products, they could come early the next day to queue up as she would increase the stock to forty bottles.

This was hunger marketing, a strategy which Nan Feng had learned from the cosmetics store she frequented in her previous life. She heard that a certain brand used the same strategy when they first launched.

...

After dark, the shops on Yongest Street closed one after another. Having seen off the last user for the day, Nan Feng also closed her shop, dragging her tired body.

Upon closing the door, she turned her head to see Ye Ge standing in the middle of the street.

His obsidian-like eyes carried a hint of pity, but also a touch of tolerance.

He must have just gotten off work, still dressed in his grey-black hemp uniform. His sword was held across his chest, making him stand tall and look majestic.

Nan Feng looked at Ye Ge and smiled at him: "What a coincidence that we both get off work at the same time."

But Ye Ge asked, "You look worn out, it must have been tiring, right?"

"Not really, I just talked too much today, so my mouth is tired."

"Alright," Ye Ge walked over to her, "You don’t need to speak then."

"No, I don’t get tired of talking with you," Nan Feng winked at him.

Ye Ge lifted his hand to place it on Nan Feng’s head. Thinking there was something on her head, she realized his hand was on her white jade hairpin.

"You finally wore it, I thought you didn’t like this hairpin," Ye Ge exclaimed, he not only thought she didn’t like this hairpin, but also didn’t fond of him.

"I do like it, but this hairpin needs to be worn with corresponding clothes, or else it’ll look inappropriate," Nan Feng laughed, "I’ve been caring for this hairpin diligently, keeping it in a box and looking at it every night before going to bed."

"Really?" Ye Ge felt truly happy.

"Of course it’s true, except just once when you kept Liu Chang’s matter from me, I was so mad I buried the hairpin."

"I thought that under the circumstances then, we were destined to be together and even if it was me, you would forgive me."

"How? My father went to your house to ask if you wanted to marry me and you rejected him. I thought then, if you didn’t want to marry me in a proper and honest way, but wanted to do this and that behind my back, where was your real heart?"

Ye Ge pondered, "So, that’s how you saw it."

He had been misunderstanding her, and she him as well.