After being reborn, the young master returned to his village and led his wife and daughters to prosp

She even brought up Mr. He, who was behind her, which shows how valuable her words were.

Mrs. Zhou wished she were Lin Fan now, so she could get her husband promoted with just a word. What a pity.

“Miss Zhu, you have already helped me a lot. Don’t you think that if I wear this outfit on the street and people ask about it, and I say that I bought it from our tailor shop, it would be a huge benefit to me?”

"As for what I can help with, I don't have anything to trouble you with right now. I just hope that if I encounter something I can't solve in the future, you can offer me some assistance. I would be very grateful."

Lin Fan was naturally not foolish enough to make specific demands now.

Given the choice between making a request and owing someone a favor, which would you choose? Even a fool would choose the latter!

Making Miss Zhu owe him a favor will likely prove useful in a crucial moment in the future.

"Okay, don't worry, Xiaolin. If you ever run into trouble in the future, just come to me, Sister Zhu. I'll definitely find a way to help you!"

The two exchanged a smile, feeling reassured.

However, happy times are always short-lived, and it's time to get down to business.

Miss Zhu's face gradually darkened, and she looked at the two of them, saying, "Xiao Lin, what exactly happened with these fake clothes?"

Mrs. Zhou also looked serious and turned to look at Lin Fan.

Both she and Ms. Zhu were direct victims in this incident, and she almost offended Ms. Zhu because of it.

Fortunately, Lin Fan was there, and since he had a good relationship with Miss Zhu and she knew his character, she didn't suspect anything.

"Sister Zhu, Sister Zhou, I was actually prepared for the clothes to be pirated a long time ago."

"After all, these clothes sell so well and are expensive, there's a lot of room for profit in them, no one would be unmoved."

"I just didn't expect these counterfeit clothing sellers to dare to target you!"

"Sister Zhu and Sister Zhou, as you can see, our genuine clothes have a unique double-sided embroidery logo on the collar. This is my special skill, and ordinary people simply cannot imitate it."

"So this is also an important anti-counterfeiting mark for us. These counterfeiters can't do this kind of embroidery, so they use two pieces of cloth to make a seemingly identical effect. But if you look closely, you can see that our mark is embroidered on the same layer of cloth, while theirs is embroidered on two pieces of cloth, which can be torn off with a single hand."

"Sister Zhu, Sister Zhou, these counterfeit clothes have definitely been around for a while now. I didn't bother with them before, but now that you've become victims too, I think it's time to do something about it. What do you think?"

Lin Fan tentatively asked a question, his words naturally a strategy of retreating to advance.

How could he possibly ignore it?

After all, he loses a lot of money for every counterfeit garment he sells. He only said this to provoke the anger of the two ladies and get them involved.

As expected, upon hearing Lin Fan's words, the two immediately felt a deeper emotional response to their identity as victims.

Miss Zhu frowned and said, "Luckily, Xiao Lin discovered it in advance. Otherwise, if we were to attend the banquet wearing fake clothes and people found out, where would we put our faces?"

"Not only that, but we both got a coat. There were quite a few people wearing fur coats at the banquet. I wonder if any of them managed to buy one too?"

Mrs. Zhou's mind worked quickly, and she soon discovered the key point.

Lin Fan secretly gave Mrs. Zhou a thumbs up, then looked at the two people beside him and said, "I think there must be some. So what should we do? Remind them?"

Mrs. Zhou shook her head and said, "It might be inappropriate to give a direct reminder."

"How about this, I'll go talk to them and let them find out for themselves. Then we'll make a scene and mobilize everyone to boycott counterfeit goods!"

"It would be best if the police could open a case and arrest those who make counterfeit clothing!"

As she spoke, Mrs. Zhou winked at Lin Fan, clearly seeking his opinion and asking if this arrangement was acceptable.

Mrs. Zhou was clearly saying this on purpose. Lin Fan was so good to her, so given their current relationship, she naturally wanted to find a way to help Lin Fan solve his problems.

Lin Fan glanced gratefully at Mrs. Zhou and nodded, saying, "Then let's do it that way. Thank you, Sister Zhou!"

"It's nothing, it was just a small favor!"

Mrs. Zhou quickly began to move among the crowd.

Following Lin Fan's instructions, she carefully observed and soon discovered several wealthy women wearing fake fur coats, including Mrs. Zhu who had given him the fur coat.

So Mrs. Zhou casually approached Mrs. Zhu. At that moment, Mrs. Zhu was talking to another friend. When she saw Mrs. Zhou coming over, she smiled and greeted her.

After chatting for a while, Mrs. Zhou pretended to have noticed something and asked with some doubt, "Huh? Xiao Zhu, why does your fur coat look a little different from mine?"

Mrs. Zhu was taken aback. She looked down at her own fur coat and then at Mrs. Zhou's clothes, but couldn't find any difference.

"Sister Zhou, what did you see? They all look almost the same to me."

Mrs. Zhou frowned and said, "Take a closer look. The fur on my coat looks much more natural, and the stitches are also well hidden. Yours looks a bit rough. Is it because mine is the highest-grade custom-made one?"

Mrs. Zhu felt a little uncomfortable upon hearing this.

"Haha, Sister Zhou, you're joking. This is also the highest-grade custom-made piece, costing three thousand yuan a piece!"

So, only someone with the surname Zhou can afford custom-made clothes, while others can't?

Just as Mrs. Zhu was about to speak again after making a mental grumble, her friend next to her interrupted.

"Huh? Something's not right!"

“Sister Zhou, your observation seems to make some sense. I also feel that my clothes are much rougher than yours.”

"Look here, there's still a loose thread sticking out. How could a three-thousand-yuan, handmade garment be so poorly made, making such a basic mistake?"

If only one person said this, it might be Mrs. Zhou deliberately showing off her superiority, but since her friends were saying the same thing, Mrs. Zhu was a little confused.

Mrs. Zhu looked down and examined the fur coat she was wearing for the first time. Perhaps it was her imagination, or perhaps there really was a difference between the two coats, but the more she looked at it, the more something seemed off.

"How...how could this be? Could it be that there are too many orders, and the merchant has started to cut corners?"