At the end of the year, Taobao ushered in a new round of sales season. In order to meet the upcoming surge in orders, Tzuyu cancelled all of the studios half a month in advance The weekend of people is just that ... the weekend is cancelled, but Taobao's business seems not to be as good as expected.
Lisa turned the sales report in her hand and frowned doubtfully: "Why is our sales this month even less than last month. Shouldn't it be the peak sales season at the end of the year?"
Tzuyu glanced at the report in Lisa's hand, her face was depressed: "You had a lot of things in your family before, so I didn't tell you that our shoes have been copied."
"Copied?" Lisa was taken aback.
Tzuyu transferred the laptop in front of her to Lisa, and saw that the same line of shoes on the Taobao page was the latest one in their studio. They designed their own shoes. As a result, Taobao ranked first, but they were not the first in sales.
"Same shoes, these are half the price of our shoes. Then, who will buy our shoes?" Tzuyu's face was black.
"Is it exactly the same?"
"Except the material of leather is not as breathable as ours, and the soles are not as comfortable as ours, the rest are basically the same." Tzuyu sighed. "I have asked myself, he said that this is the market in Huaguo, which style is sold on Taobao Well, as long as you buy a pair of imitation copies, you will soon be able to produce high imitations. People who don’t have high requirements for shoes can’t tell the difference. ”
"Can't we report it?" Lisa's heart was a little messy.
"How do you report so many stores? And they only need to make a few changes, they can be said to be their own shoes." Tzuyu sighed, "the world-renowned big brands can not take them, not to mention our small studio."
"This is not okay, what if they keep on copying us as soon as we release a new product?" Although Lisa did not expect her studio to make a lot of money, but she worked hard to design the shoes, she was a little uncomfortable.
"What can we do?" Tzuyu had lost some hair due to this matter for the past few days. "These stores are really disgusting, I really want to hack theri shops."
"What do you want to hack?" Jungkook who was sitting besides Lisa the whole time and listened to everything and suddenly voiced out his question.
Tzuyu and Lisa turned their heads at the same time, and saw that Jungkook's big black eyes were looking at the company screen. When he noticed that the two were looking at him, he asked again, " What do you want to hack?"
"No ... no need." Lisa was terrified, and hurriedly shook her head. If he really hacked Taobao then it would be a big problem.
"Oh." Jungkook saw that the matter had nothing to do with him, so he continued to look down at his book.
Lisa breathed a sigh of relief, and passed a warning gaze to Tzuyu. Tzuyu spread her hands and expressed her innocence.
"No more mention of hacking other people's shops." Lisa pulled Tzuyu over and continued to warn verbally.
"I see." Tzuyu's voice was regrettable, and she was really looking forward to how Jungkook would hack these Taobao shops.
Fortunately, the studio also has the revenue of the physical store, so although the revenue of the online store has been affected to some extent, the first Spring Festival of the two of them was still profitable. Neither of them were stingy. During the Chinese New Year holiday, a bonus was given to the employees in the store.
Lisa did not expect that she invested 300,000 yuan, only half a year, not only returned the original, but also earned 200,000. So she used the money to arrange a super-luxury Spring Festival tour to her parents.
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