"Temporarily it looks okay, but specifically, we’ll have to wait until she changes into the clothes and gets in front of the camera to really know," said Tang Yue conservatively. At a glance, Zhang Minmin seemed quite suitable—vibrant and youthful, her haughtiness faded away—she was simply the perfect spokesperson that Tang Yue had in mind.
Mingyue Clothing’s apparel embodies youthfulness and energy.
The target customer base of the clothing factory is people from around eighteen to thirty years old.
"Then let’s wait and see on Saturday," Zhang Tingyu spoke with a touch of pride.
Tang Yue, however, was looking further ahead and asked, "It’ll be the third year of high school soon, and although the first advertisement shoot will be over, we’ll definitely need more for the winter collection, and we might even have to travel elsewhere. So, can Zhang Minmin handle it?"
When she had first asked Zhang Tingyu, she also had these concerns in mind, but thought to just get the first shoot over with and then consider finding someone else for the winter collection.
"She can handle it," Zhang Tingyu nodded and said, "You don’t know, my aunt and uncle never expected Tingyu to get into a good university. If her scores aren’t high enough, they plan on letting her learn some sort of skill instead."
"Um," Tang Yue pondered and replied, "That’s all for the future. Let’s first see if she can even be used."
The clothing factory wasn’t hers alone; her younger uncle was the main investor. It wasn’t enough for her alone to approve; everyone needed to agree.
In the blink of an eye, it was Friday.
After class, Tang Yue reminded Zhang Tingyu about going to Mingyue Clothing Factory tomorrow, then hurried home.
The moment she got home, she was stopped by Tang Mingli, who excitedly said, "Xiao Yue, I found a really amazing photographer."
"Oh?" Tang Yue asked curiously, "How did you find him?"
"A classmate of mine," Tang Mingli replied cheerfully, "Come on, I’ll take you to meet him."
Tang Mingli dragged Tang Yue out to eat at a restaurant they had booked.
"I haven’t even changed my clothes yet," Tang Yue said, looking at the red cotton-padded jacket she had been wearing for three days.
Tang Mingli glanced at her and said, "What’s wrong with it? It looks just fine, no need to change."
Fusheng Restaurant.
It’s where Tang Mingli used to work; the food is tasty, affordably priced, and the owner, upon seeing Tang Mingli, greeted him warmly. Tang Mingli was no longer the little boy from the restaurant.
"Xiao Yue, when chatting with my classmate later, you can just tell him your requirements for the advertisement," Tang Mingli instructed while continuing, "I’ve briefly discussed with him. By the way, I also inquired about the cost of the advertisement—if we’re talking about just for the summer, it will be over two thousand. But it’s a good time slot, right after the 7:30 p.m. news, though the ad is short, just one minute."
Tang Mingli’s complaint made Tang Yue nearly spit out the water she had just drunk. She fought back the urge to roll her eyes. Prime-time one-minute ads in the future would cost millions, impossible to secure without such funding, let alone such a lengthy spot.
Over two thousand, for an entire summer, three months!
Tang Yue felt like she had stumbled upon a great bargain. Although there were ads on TV now, there weren’t as many as in the future, nor was there the same level of awareness.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to secure such a deal.
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