"With two young miracle doctors and the two of you keeping watch, what else can I worry about?" Princess Yong took off her outer clothes, lay on the soft couch specially customized by Ye Wanwan, and let Shu Jin apply medicine on her face.
Looking at other private rooms in the Begonia Club, a group of well-trained women in uniform have already prepared the necessary items. After the guests enter, they provide one-on-one service and introduce the new products of the Begonia Club.
It depends on the individual. Rather than minimizing the disadvantages, it is better to magnify the advantages, or to cleverly combine the two to achieve miraculous results.
"No? Is this really my face?" Princess Yong's hand gently stroked her face. This skin was as smooth as a peeled egg. Could she really have it?
After washing off the mask, Shu Jin gently applied a layer of cream on her face. "Of course. I haven't had any special hobbies over the years, so I thought about tinkering with these. I was in a hurry when I went out, but I didn't bring anything with me. Otherwise, I would have let you try it a long time ago."
Not only Princess Yong, but everyone who washed their face and put on the mask was extremely surprised. But after putting on makeup, they realized what the technique was. What were the few strokes they usually put on?
Unlike the guys in other shops, every makeup artist in Haitang Club was personally selected by Ye Wanwan. Moreover, more than a hundred people were trained for a month, and only less than twenty people were left.
Perhaps compared to other jobs where hard work can make up for lack of talent, makeup artists need more of a sense of aura and an ethereal feeling. They need to transform decay into magic, but they cannot just use the same old makeup. They need to make appropriate changes according to different people. This is the real test.
Ye Wanwan sat in the hall, bored, playing with the VIP card token of the Begonia Club in her hand. Each small token was exquisitely made and had an anti-counterfeiting mark. The crabapple flowers on the token were blooming beautifully.
The maids who came and went were placing the snacks they had prepared long ago one by one. Huai Shi opened a package of rabbit strips, chewed them slowly, and handed it to Ye Yan. "I didn't feel that way when he was here, but now I miss the stinky old man a little. I wonder if he has food to eat?"
"That's great. There's absolutely no need to worry about that. I'm just worried that Shi Bo might be absent from work." Thinking of Shi Huan's personality, Ye Yan couldn't help but worry about whether there would be a teacher for those who wanted to study medicine in the academy.
Huai Shi couldn't help but laugh. Compared to her worries, this seemed to be the most likely scenario. "True, but I guess Master will find a coolie to replace him."
However, human joys and sorrows are not the same. The doctor who does hard labor has a smile on his face. He only needs to bring a group of apprentices to get the guidance of the miracle doctor. This deal is very cost-effective.
When the ladies had finished chatting, they started to discuss what kind of things to take back. Then the new sales champion Ye Wanwan spoke, and her tone was full of the flavor of pyramid schemes. It was so authentic.
"The Begonia Club opens today. Thank you ladies for not disrespecting us. We are offering twenty limited-edition VIP cards. All members who come here to spend money will receive a 12% discount, and they will also have the opportunity to be the first to try new products."
"And if you activate your membership card today, you'll have the opportunity to have our young doctor help you recuperate. Don't miss it."
"However, today's expenses are half the price Shushu mentioned earlier. But everyone already knows how good our products are. We are absolutely fair to everyone."
"Instead of nine hundred and ninety-nine taels of silver, only six hundred and sixty-six taels are needed to enjoy the VIP card of the Begonia Club. First come, first served."
"Boss Ye, I wonder if the young doctor can help to treat a patient at your house?" The person who spoke was obviously about the same age as the ladies present, and the white hair on his temples could no longer be concealed.
A seventh-rank Zhongshu Sheren was not worthy of her position in the huge capital city. She was not even qualified to participate in the previous banquets. She only heard that the female doctor had opened a shop, so she thought of going there to try her luck.
Ye Wanwan nodded, "Of course, Madam, do you have any intention?"
"Yes, yes. How about Boss Ye open it for me now? Here is a silver note for one thousand taels. The extra money can be considered a small gift to the miracle doctor." Mrs. Zhang was excited. She took out the silver note directly from her sleeve and stuffed it into Ye Wanwan's hand, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw.
Ye Wanwan took it and swiftly wrote down the account on the paper. She felt very touched. "Madam, you are joking. I will put this one thousand taels of silver on the account. You can spend it in any shop in Haitang later."
"I just don't know when the little doctor will be free?" Mrs. Zhang looked at Ye Wanwan and didn't care about the small and exquisite VIP card token at all.
Ye Wanwan looked at the remaining seven or eight people in the room. Many of them had already gone downstairs to pay, and none of them seemed to have bought much to take away. "If Madam doesn't mind, why don't you wait a moment? Once we're done here, we can go together. Or, Madam, please leave your name..."
"Boss Ye, please go ahead and do your work. I'll just wait here." Mrs. Zhang responded and stepped aside, silently praying that this miracle doctor really had some skills.
Huaishi and Ye Yan followed Madam Zhang to see a doctor. Ye Wanwan sent the ladies out with their bags and carefully checked the accounts to see if there were any mistakes. Only then did Ge You lie on the homemade sofa and began to review his performance.
With twelve VIP tokens still left, Ye Wanwan couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Could it be that their products weren't good enough? That shouldn't be the case. Compared to what's available on the market, her products are much better, and everyone who comes out is visibly satisfied.
The people who came out to spend money were all high-ranking officials. Their satisfaction shouldn't be fake, right? She wasn't the type to force sales, so there was no need to do that.
Was her marketing inadequate? Was it not compelling enough? Okay, it seems her ingenuity wasn't fully utilized. Damn it, I just have to wait for the next opportunity, but who knows when it will be!
However, the fact that she was so busy after a while proved that she was overthinking it. It was just that for 666 pairs of young ladies from official families who were still in their boudoirs, it was still a little too much to take out at one time. They all hurried back home, but they were all anxious to ask for help from outside.
"Mom, let's apply for the VIP cards first. Look at so many people here, it will be too late for us to get one soon." The little girl pouted, pulled her mother's hand and acted coquettishly, looking at the queue at the card application counter, feeling a little anxious.
The little girl's mother touched her forehead, puzzled. She wasn't like this normally. What happened? "Could she be possessed by an evil spirit?"
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