After a day of frantic production, a new garment was finally finished by the next day. It was made entirely from defective silk, boasting distinctive features and an incredibly cool design.
When Jiang Lan saw the garment, she was astonished, overwhelmed with pleasant surprise.
Then, they waited for nightfall.
Eight PM.
Lu Ming and Jiang Lan sat in front of the television, beginning to watch the entire film festival proceedings. Their entire attention was focused on one person: Jia Jingkun.
Whether it would work depended entirely on him.
Jiang Lan had done all she could. Man proposes, heaven disposes; it all depended on whether heaven was in a good mood.
Around eight twenty-six, Jia Jingkun finally made his appearance.
The moment he stepped out, he garnered the attention of all the reporters. Cameras flashed incessantly, directed at Jia Jingkun, giving him ample exposure.
After all, Jia Jingkun was a currently blazing star, with top-tier popularity and skill. Moreover, he possessed an incredibly handsome face and a dash of roguish charm that made him irresistible, not just to women, but even men found him hard to resist.
In fact, Jia Jingkun bore a striking resemblance to Teacher Chen from back in the day.
What made things even crazier was Jia Jingkun's outfit today, which was unlike any other. Others were either in evening gowns or black and white suits, appearing formal and elegant, but also rather conventional.
Jia Jingkun was different.
Today, he was dressed incredibly coolly. He walked with a swagger, drawing people in for another look; particularly his uniquely stylish and cool attire, which captured everyone's attention.
Click, click, click. The reporters snapped photos, and simultaneously, they were already typing up and publishing the news.
In front of the television.
Jiang Lan's palms were sweating, filled with anxiety.
The feeling was akin to waiting for a teacher to grade exams after they were finished, the intense desire for good results causing her to tremble with nervousness.
Lu Ming smiled and said, "We've done our best. Even if we fail, there will be no regrets, so don't be too nervous. And even if we lose, it's alright. Qian Xunrong can afford to compensate for it."
Hearing Lu Ming's words, Jiang Lan's tense heart finally relaxed a little. That's right, what was there to be nervous about?
They could afford to lose!
Although she said that, deep down, she truly didn't want to lose.
Soon, the results came in.
Just as anticipated, Jia Jingkun's image immediately went viral across all media, sparking widespread discussion and attention. No one had expected that in such a formal setting, Jia Jingkun would be dressed so outrageously cool and stylish.
What made it even more memorable was that Jia Jingkun delivered a few lines of impromptu rap, further elevating the excitement to new heights, leaving everyone thrilled.
This wave of buzz was at its peak.
For Jia Jingkun, it was undoubtedly good. Which celebrity didn't want immense popularity? Didn't want to make a strong presence?
This time, Jia Jingkun shone brighter than all the other celebrities.
However, whether it was good for Jiang Lan was another matter entirely.
If the effect was good and he became a huge star, the money lost could all be recouped; but if the effect was bad, it would be notoriety, and people would create all sorts of memes about it online.
Jiang Lan anxiously watched the audience comments, awaiting the data analysis from the professional team.
Half an hour later, the data arrived!
Qian Xunrong's professional team called, and there were only two words: Success!
No further explanation was needed; those two words encapsulated everything. Jiang Lan's plan had succeeded. Her tactic of using Jia Jingkun for hype had achieved the desired effect.
People widely discussed Jia Jingkun's outfit, with no sign of offense, but rather immense liking. The recently completed batch of goods was sold out online in an instant.
Now, far too many people wanted to buy a garment just like Jia Jingkun's, and it had even spurred a trend for the brand.
Furthermore, the audience specifically requested garments made from defective products. The expensive, high-end silk garments apparently didn't meet their expectations and didn't align with their perception of fashion!
Suddenly, 'trash' that no one wanted became a hot commodity, fiercely sought after.
The value of the defective products in Jiang Lan's hands soared rapidly, reaching its peak in a short period. Even the black-hearted boss Xu Shaojin was shocked and filled with regret.
If he had known those defective items would be so valuable, Xu Shaojin wouldn't have so readily sold them to the Jiang family.
Xu Shaojin had no idea that if not for Jiang Lan's successful hype campaign, how could defective goods possibly fetch such high prices? This was the method of capitalists!
Xu Shaojin, a mere silkworm farmer, would never understand the formidable power of capital. He foolishly believed he had incurred a loss.
This scene stunned everyone.
The main family.
Jiang Rong sat on the sofa, scrolling through mobile news with disbelief, startled by the headlines.
He couldn't believe his eyes.
"No way?"
"This actually works?"
"Something that was losing money is now being snatched up just because Jia Jingkun wore it once?"
"Jiang Lan's defective products have become a hot commodity, making a huge profit!"
"Wow, that's impressive."
"I thought Lu Ming and Jiang Lan had lost their minds, talking nonsense, but I didn't expect them to actually turn a crisis into an opportunity and achieve profitability."
"Amazing, truly amazing."
Jiang Rong exclaimed one sentence after another, highly commending Jiang Lan's actions.
His face was beaming with a smile.
He was delighted by Jiang Lan's success.
"Auntie, things have progressed quite a bit. Let's go to Xunrong together and reveal the truth," Jiang Rong said, putting away his phone.
Xu Qin and Jiang Xueyi came out. They had also seen the news and knew that their agreement with Jiang Rong had been fulfilled.
Only Jiang Mengxin was completely in the dark, unaware of what the three of them were plotting.
She asked, "Dad, Mom, what exactly are you and cousin Jiang Rong up to? It feels like you're hiding something from me, or perhaps deliberately targeting Xiao Lan. What exactly do you want? Can you tell me clearly?"
Jiang Rong laughed heartily, "Mengxin, we do have something we've been hiding from you, and it's time to reveal the truth. Come, let's go to Xunrong together and meet Xiao Lan. I will explain everything then, and you'll soon understand why we've done this."
"Uh..."
In a state of extreme confusion, Jiang Mengxin, along with Jiang Rong, Xu Qin, and Jiang Xueyi, got into a car and headed to Xunrong.
They were going to meet Jiang Lan to clarify one matter.
This matter had been weighing on Xu Qin and Jiang Xueyi's hearts for over twenty years. They were tired, and today, finally revealing the truth would bring them a sense of liberation.
However, whether it would bring liberation to Jiang Lan remained to be seen.