NovelEnglishChapter 107 Hearing that something had happened and that they needed to go back, Janice felt uneasy.
Simon's recent interview had thrown her straight into the storm of public opinion.
During the interview, the reporter had asked, "We've talked about the industry. Now, Mr. Fitzgerald, what do you think about Ms. Smith from Prosper Stitch Group, who has been making waves lately?" Simon had responded with a dignified tone, "Honestly, I don't want to bring up the past as smight think it's just a marketing gimmick. But in life, you'll always meet people who say one thing and do another. It's normal. Besides, who wouldn't want to move on to a better platform when they're young and capable? She has left, and I have my own life to live. I just hope everyone is doing well." Not once did he mention Janice's name, but everyone knew exactly who he was referring to.
More than that, he took the opportunity to address the bride-to-bridesmaid incident, subtly shifting all the blonto Janice-painting her as someone who was disloyal, money-driven, and opportunistic.
The public quickly speculated that Janice must have betrayed Simon first, explaining why she so swiftly jumped from Prosper Stitch Group. Otherwise, how could she have landed a job there so quickly? The wave of criticism all turned toward Janice, with a massive number of people condemning her as an ungrateful gold-digger.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSradical netizens even started tagging Prosper Stitch Group's official account, demanding that they fire someone with such poor morals or they would stop buying from them entirely.
Crochet wasn't just a craft; it extended into various products such as hdecor, fans, clothing, and shoes. Each of these industries incorporated crochet in unique ways, and Prosper Stitch Group specialized in producing them all.
On the way to Barbara's house, Edward had already received three calls from Harrison. Each one reported that business partners were calling to inquire about the situation, stating that they didn't want to associate with someone of questionable character.
But Edward only gave one response, "If they want to terminate their contracts, let them. Just make sure they return every single product they've ordered." After considering his boss' stance, Harrison relayed the message to the partners, "Mr. Moore's position is clear- we're in the crochet business. If you're more concerned with online rumors than market value and mutually beneficial collaboration, then Prosper Stitch Group has no interest in working with you.
"Return your orders, and don't forget to insure the shipments. Any damages along the way will be your responsibility." This was completely unexpected.
Those companies had only called, hoping to pressure Prosper Stitch Group into lowering their supply prices. With such a media storm, they assumed the company's stock price was bound to take a hit.
Most businesses would prioritize keeping their partners happy in such a crisis.
But Prosper Stitch Group? They were doing the exact opposite! Meanwhile, the companies that hadn't tried to take advantage of the situation suddenly received an email offering them reduced purchase prices.
What a golden opportunity! These suppliers immediately placed bulk orders, knowing full well that the controversy wouldn't last forever. Once it blew over, Prosper Stitch Group's prices would return to normal, so they had to stock up now.
Not only that, but they even encouraged other retailers to do the same.
Nobody was foolish. This was the best tto capitalize, and orders flooded in overnight.
As a result, companies that had expected Prosper Stitch Group to struggle instead watched as their shipments increased and business soared.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOne of those companies was Refined Threads Co.
Simon had assumed that Janice's m tarnished reputation would drag down Edward and, by extension!" Prosper Stitch Group. If that happened, retailers would seek new suppliers, and he was ready to receive a flood of orders. But when Alex, his assistant, reported in, he frowned. "Mr. Fitzgerald, only one retailer placed an order." Simon asked urgently, "How much?"
"Just... a thousand units." Alex lowered his head, knowing full well that Simon was about to explode. As expected, Simon flung the order sheet aside and smashed an ashtray onto the floor. Unfortunately, the flooring wasn't hard enough, and the ashtray didn't break. Instead, a cigarette butt rolled onto Alex's shoe. "What the hell are you doing? Is this the best you can do? Why aren't retailers coming to us? Have you pushed the marketing team? Has PR reached out to them?" Simon raged, blaming the lack of orders on Alex.
Alex clenched his phone tightly, his knuckles turning white as he m struggled to remain composed. "Mr.
Fitzgerald, we don't have any new products to market. We have nothing to advertise." "Nothing to advertise..." Simon was momentarily stunned.
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