Chapter 517 Is it really that profitable?

After Qin Ce left, the house became incredibly quiet and deserted; she didn't want to stay there for even a second longer.

So she ate a few bites of breakfast and went downstairs to find the old man.

The old man also gets up early, almost at six o'clock sharp, then goes out for a walk before coming back for dinner.

When Qiao Xing arrived at the door, he happened to run into the old man returning from his walk.

"Xingxing has come so early today," the old man greeted her with a smile.

Qiao Xing nodded and went over to help push his wheelchair. Dr. Chen also tactfully stepped aside and let Qiao Xing push it instead.

"Even earlier than you, it's still earlier than this. Have you eaten yet?"

"I ate. Xiao Chen took me out to eat. What about you? Have you eaten yet?"

"I've already eaten." Qiao Xing thought that since there wasn't much to do today, she might as well continue working.

She pushed the old man into the house, chatted with him for a while, and then went upstairs. The house was very big, and not only Qin Ce had a study, but she also had her own study.

Moreover, it was right next to Qin Ce's study, with the same layout and decoration. Qiao Xing went in, turned on the computer, and logged into WeChat. The group was quiet, and no one was talking.

Qiao Xing opened Sun Miao's WeChat and talked to her about the game map. Sun Miao replied instantly. Qiao Xing didn't know if she was up or still awake.

By noon, everything was pretty much settled, and Sun Miao wanted to draw a few sketches for her first.

Qiao Xing stretched and noticed it was almost midnight. She prepared to go downstairs to cook.

Qin Ce gave her a recipe, and she could just follow the recipe for lunch without Qin Ce having to call her again to tell her what to cook.

The vegetables were bought last night, so she could cook them right away.

While washing the vegetables, Qin Ce still called her to ask what she wanted to eat.

Qiao Xing reported to him and even took pictures to show him. Qin Ce saw that she hadn't gone out to eat anything indiscriminately, so he hung up the phone.

Just as she finished cooking, someone rang the doorbell. Qiao Xing was nearby, so she went over and opened the door.

Unexpectedly, it was Wang Ye who came.

"Cousin, why did you come here at noon?"

Wang Ye was also carrying a file folder in his arms, and Qiao Xing knew at a glance what he had come for.

"Where's Qin Ce? Is he home?" Wang Ye craned his neck to look inside, but unfortunately, he didn't see Qin Ce anywhere.

"He's definitely not here. He's at work. Why don't you wait a bit, or come back this afternoon?"

Wang Ye scratched his head, carrying a file folder as he came in. "I'm too lazy to run around, I'll just wait for him here."

Qiao Xing closed the door. "Have you eaten?"

"No, I was in a hurry to get here, I didn't have time to eat. I thought Qin Ce was at home."

"Let's eat together then."

Wang Ye wasn't one to stand on ceremony. He put the documents on the coffee table and said, "Okay, then I'll eat here."

He walked over and waved to the old man, saying, "Good afternoon, Grandpa Qin."

The old man smiled and nodded, "Okay, sit down and eat."

Wang Ye sat down without ceremony, and Qiao Xing went in to get him a bowl and chopsticks.

Having eaten too much rich and heavy food these past few days, Wang Ye couldn't help but praise her after tasting something light, "Cousin, your cooking is so delicious! Why don't you just open a shop with me?"

"Forget it, I'm too busy with my work right now, let's talk about it later."

"That works, but I'm sure my proposal will be approved this time."

Qiao Xing raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Of course it's true. I'll show you after we finish eating."

"OK."

Seeing his confidence, Qiao Xing became interested and even couldn't wait to see what progress he had made in the past two days after being criticized by Qin Ce.

The two quickly finished their meal, and Qiao Xing then asked him to show her the plan.

Wang Ye took out the file bag, took out the documents inside, and handed them to Qiao Xing, saying, "Look."

Qiao Xing took the proposal, sat down on the sofa and started reading. Putting everything else aside, the format and layout were quite decent.

"Did you really do this?"

"Of course, it's genuine, you've improved, haven't you?" Wang Ye grinned, a hint of pride in his eyes.

"Yeah, you're doing great. You could even go to work at a company without any problems." Qiao Xing glanced at him suddenly while flipping through the pages. "Did you hire someone else?"

Wang Ye was taken aback for a moment, then scratched his head sheepishly. "Not really. I just wrote it down and had Bai Yi organize it for me. But don't worry, I typed everything out myself."

"I know."

"It's good that you know, but don't go and tell Qin Ce that I asked Bai Yi to tidy it up."

Qiao Xing couldn't help but laugh, "He's not stupid, how could he not see it?"

"The document you made a couple of days ago looked like it was made by a ghost. Now it's so neat and tidy, I can tell you got someone to help you. How could he not tell?"

"That's true. Could he mistakenly believe that this rectification plan was all done by Bai Yi?"

"Of course not, there are so many typos on this, Bai Yi would never make such a basic mistake."

As Qiao Xing flipped through the plan, he suddenly felt a bit emotional. Team Leader Abi was indeed worthy of being Team Leader Bai. Although he helped Wang Ye organize the plan, he didn't help him correct the typos, nor did he even remind Wang Ye to correct them himself.

This shows that she knew Qin Ce would notice the typos, and the inclusion of them was to make Qin Ce believe that Wang Ye had written the plan himself.

Wang Ye said, "Then I'll borrow your computer to make some changes later."

"No need. If you change it, Qin Ce might really think that Bai Yi did this proposal. Just give it to him as is. Typos don't matter. What matters is your proposal."

After all, it's quite remarkable that Wang Ye, who doesn't use office software, was able to create this proposal. As long as the proposal is sound, Qin Ce won't make things difficult for him.

"Wow, how come I didn't think of that? Bai Yi is really amazing!" Wang Ye slapped his thigh, making no attempt to hide his admiration for Bai Yi.

Qiao Xing smiled and glanced at him, "So, how far have things progressed between you two?"

"What level?" Wang Ye looked blank, but quickly realized what he meant and said, "Oh, you mean the money she owes me?"

"……no."

Wang Ye said, "She told me that the shop was just the beginning and wouldn't be profitable anytime soon, but she also told me that she could pay back all the money she owed me in no more than a year."

Qiao Xing was somewhat surprised, knowing that Bai Yi owed more than a million yuan, yet she was able to pay it back in just one year.

"Is her shop that profitable?"

"It's not that her shop makes money, it's that her entire industry makes money. I was shocked when she said that. It's so easy to make money from you women."

Wang Ye told her that the beauty treatments in Bai Yi's shop cost tens of thousands of yuan, but the cost was only a few hundred yuan. For example, the water light injection treatment cost eight or nine thousand yuan per course, but the cost was only one thousand yuan. After deducting labor and water and electricity costs, they could still make a net profit of five or six thousand yuan.

Qiao Xing stared wide-eyed at Wang Ye in disbelief.

“There are many other projects there that are incredibly profitable. I’m tempted to do them, but they don’t want me.”

"What's infuriating is that many people still do it. These women also have a problem: they think that cheap things used on themselves must be of poor quality, so they specifically choose expensive ones, and the more expensive they are, the more they like them."

"Are all women like this? It's really terrifying."

Qiao Xing touched his nose. "No, I didn't do it, and I don't know anything about it."

"That's true, those are things only rich people do, and rich people have nowhere to spend their money."

Qiao Xing disagreed with him, saying, "It's a woman's nature to love beauty. How can it be that she has money but nowhere to spend it? At least she spent the money and became more beautiful."