Chapter 214: Chapter 214
Good things withstand all tests and never fear any doubts. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⟡𝕗𝗂𝗋𝖾⟡𝕟𝕖𝕥
Even though many people still doubt Aura, quality never lies.
As more and more people use Aura’s products, more people begin to believe in them.
Aura’s official blog is flooded with people having severe skin issues, both men and women, all clamoring, which at one point caused Aura’s official blog to crash.
Some once swore they’d never buy Aura’s skincare products, and now they’ve crashed the website. Don’t your faces hurt?
Moreover, as the product reputation for affordability and quality spreads, Aura’s products are now extremely hard to snag—they’re nearly sold out in the blink of an eye.
Can’t get the actual products; even the pre-sales are hard to grab.
"Aah, our whole family tried to get them, but none of us succeeded. Aura’s products are just as addictive as Penson’s. Cheap, good quality, low threshold, yet we were beaten by internet speed."
"Physical stores are equally terrifying. Ugh, they’re empty, but still packed with people."
"Anyone willing to sell second-hand ones? I’m fine with used as long as they’re authentic; I’ll pay triple the price."
Anyway, don’t bother asking Aura’s official why there’s no stock; they’ll just say it’s not made yet.
"Aura’s truly a tormenting little demon, knowing everyone’s anxious but deliberately slow. Boo-hoo, are you short of staff? If you are, just tell me, I’ll even volunteer to help you for free."
Aura remains unhurried. No matter how many people urge for more stock, out of stock is out of stock—not something that can be rushed.
Joel Jacobs is a college student who just entered a relationship with his girlfriend half a year ago. This year marks their six-month anniversary, and he planned to catch a movie with her.
Yet his girlfriend, after a round of phone browsing, ditched him and ran off.
Joel Jacobs felt dumbfounded, "Hey, didn’t you agree to watch a movie with me? Why are you running?"
His girlfriend excitedly said, "I just saw Aura’s delivery truck. They’re surely delivering products to Aura. Aah, why watch a movie now? I need to go grab the beauty cream! Hurry up, go grab for me too! Get as much as you can!"
Previously it was Penson, now there’s Aura.
He’s forever on the path of grabbing goods for his girlfriend.
When they finally reached Aura’s physical store, a crowd had already gathered at the door. If it weren’t for Aura’s many security guards, they probably wouldn’t even need to unload; the crazed women could sweep it all away.
After Joel Jacobs and his girlfriend finally managed to queue, when it was their turn, the shop assistant looked helpless, saying, "Sorry, today’s stock is sold out. Please come back another day."
"Sold out? Sold out? Boo-hoo, why is the universe tormenting me ? It’s sold out again!"
Checking the official website and flagship store, they’re sold out too.
His girlfriend began pounding his chest, "It’s all your fault, all your fault! I told you to run faster, but you insisted on being slow. Boo-hoo..."
This sort of situation plays out almost daily at Aura’s stores.
The company’s shareholders are thrilled at the company’s growth, grateful for their foresight.
Now, they no longer have to rely on their husbands; they have their own income and hold their heads high at home in front of the men.
Summer Xavier excitedly recorded the situation at the store and sent it to Paige Sterling.
Paige Sterling saw it, indeed, the store is packed, but the key point is that there are more people than products. Long sold out, they even want the trial samples.
Aura didn’t intend to sell the samples, but seeing the demand, they naturally gave some away—hence the long queue outside the store, all waiting for samples.
When the delivery guys went in, the queued women were so friendly.
"Hey, guys, need a hand?"
"Hey, you look worn out, let us help you!"
The delivery guys had never been so surrounded by women, blushing, almost suffocated by the crowd.
As he finally brought in the box of samples, he could still hear the women bantering among themselves.
"Ha-ha, didn’t you say you didn’t care for Aura’s skincare? Didn’t you swear you’d never come? And here you are, even for samples!"
"You posted a friendship circle last night saying you’d never come either, yet here you are!"
Coming alone would be fine, but bringing the whole family is too much.
The delivery guy, "..."
Grabbing a sample yet turning it into a palace intrigue?
Aura is truly addicting.
At this time, a foreigner outside the crowd saw the long line at Aura’s door, stunned, thinking Veridians sure know how to create buzz. It’s just selling skincare, why such a fuss?
Curious, he joined the queue and finally got a sample, casually stuffing it into his bag.
Returning home, his wife found the sample during laundry, asked where it came from, he narrated the story.
The wife found it amusing, why such frenzy over a skincare sample among Veridians?
She opened it, squeezed some, applied it to her hand, noticing the applied hand was noticeably whiter, and naturally so.
She paused, incredulous.
Isn’t this lotion? How does it have such whitening power? Did it have bleach added to achieve this?
Regardless of ingredients, the effect is incredible. She tried it on her face going out in the sun and sweating—returning home, her makeup remained intact, no fading.
She couldn’t contain her surprise.
During removal, it wasn’t like foundation—no yellow residue wiped off.
On waking up, though her complexion wasn’t as white, it was better than before.
She believed it absorbed the lotion.
She treated the sample like a miracle lotion, always applied before going out.
But it’s only a sample, despite being frugal, she finished it.
Once it was gone, her skin seemed better than before; the whitening lotion didn’t harm her skin.
Sadly, it’s gone, only left with her previous products; she felt awkward returning to them.
Applying makeup was cumbersome, evening cleanup, resisting water, touching up were all involved...
No wonder even Veridians fought for samples. With such a product, she’d fight for it too.