After Mingliu opened, Shi Lan continued to enhance Han Hao’s service team.
Having seen true high-society ladies, Han Hao knew where his team could improve.
Shi Lan had told him that although they weren’t serving ordinary people, they shouldn’t let these high-society women lead them by the nose. Having attitude and backbone was what truly made the wealthy respect them.
If a client made excessive demands, they could also choose to discontinue their services.
However, Han Hao questioned whether the five million membership fee was actually profitable.
After listening to him, Shi Lan laughed and explained, "Do you think these high-society ladies will really take things from Mingliu? Even if it’s a limited edition, by being here, it means others have seen it too, and they won’t want it anymore. For them, the true limited edition is only meaningful if it appears on them for the first time, understand? However, they will make reservations through Mingliu for major brands’ jewelry and fashion accessories."
"An Lan, you seem to understand their thoughts quite well?"
"Wait till you’ve served more, and you’ll understand," Shi Lan said meaningfully as she patted his shoulder.
How could she not understand?
She had once been the proudest among them.
Because it was so popular, many fake socialites also scrambled for attention in the circle.
They post ambiguous pictures and suggestive texts, giving the illusion that they just came from Mingliu.
This included a familiar figure, Yan Ziqing.
She not only scrambled for attention but also subtly suggested that Mingliu was all for show.
After marrying Wu Huandong, Ziqing had been closely watched by the elderly Mrs. Wu for a child.
But Ziqing was not easily fertile and had learned some tricks to keep Wu Huandong completely enchanted, eventually sending her own mother-in-law to the old house to recuperate.
Ziqing had just gotten a bit comfortable when she remembered the scenes of being a corporate titan’s wife, but now the titan’s palace had turned into Mingliu.
She had thought that now, being a wealthy socialite herself, she could participate in Mingliu’s affairs, but she couldn’t even touch the door of Mingliu.
When life got easier, her troublesome spirit came back.
Since she couldn’t enter, why not complain a bit?
This time, however, she had learned to be shrewd, not daring to make a scene, only daring to make small, sneaky moves.
But Shi Lan had said before, once Miss Yan stabilized her footing in the Wu Family after Mingliu’s opening, she would definitely take action against this old acquaintance.
Indeed, before she even thought of Yan Ziqing, she had already bumped into her.
She thought, was Mingliu’s popularity so easily leveraged?
Shi Lan had Han Hao specifically target Yan Ziqing to set an example.
When Han Hao saw the name Yan Ziqing, he felt a bit peculiar, thinking back on those absurd incidents, it was time for a thorough end.
Since you are married, behave yourself.
After so many lessons, do you not tire of harboring a spirit of making a comeback?
Other issues aside, leveraging the popularity of Mingliu was something An Lan had never intended to allow her to get away with. Now, she had brought it upon herself.
Everyone thought that Mingliu wouldn’t spend time dealing with those outside disturbances.
But unfortunately, Mingliu’s official WeChat account had screenshots of these sour words from pseudo-elite social media, and at the top of the list was Miss Yan.
The accompanying text was very concise—not a member of Mingliu.