Zhang Ailan was a person who loved to take advantage of small things.
A freckle removal package that costs 9,000 yuan, now discounted to 1,000 yuan, is an incredible bargain!
She agreed immediately!
Afterwards, Sister Tong arranged a double room for Zhang Ailan and Mei Yun and sent two employees to give them skin care treatments.
The woman serving Zhang Ailan was in her thirties and slightly overweight.
She first took out a bottle of serum, preparing to apply it to Zhang Ailan, but just as she was about to open it, she immediately exclaimed, "Oh dear! Sister, you have so many pimples on your face! This won't do, you have to get rid of the pimples first before you can remove the blemishes, otherwise the effect will be greatly reduced!"
"Oh, you need to get acne treated too?" Zhang Ailan asked nervously. "How much does acne treatment cost?"
The woman said, "The medicine for acne is quite expensive, probably around two thousand yuan!"
"Two thousand yuan?" Zhang Ailan felt a little uncomfortable. She originally thought that one thousand yuan would be enough, but she didn't expect that she would have to pay more at the last minute.
Mei Yun, who was standing next to her, quickly comforted her, "Oh, big sister, I also had acne treatment done the first time I came here. It's the most basic thing, and you don't have to do it every time. Once you get it done, you won't get pimples for a long time. It's a great deal!"
Hearing her say that, Zhang Ailan had no choice but to nod in agreement, "Okay, then give me a acne treatment first!"
When the woman saw that Zhang Ailan had agreed, she was overjoyed and began to diligently squeeze Zhang Ailan's pimples.
The tool she used was a small pair of tweezers covered with rubber. This woman was actually new; she had just finished her training. Last night she was massaging someone's feet, and today she was massaging Zhang Ailan's nipples. Her grip was incredibly strong, causing Zhang Ailan to scream in pain.
After squeezing the pimple, the woman applied a face mask to Zhang Ailan. The cool mask relieved the pain somewhat. Unexpectedly, the woman then brought over a hairdryer and blew on Zhang Ailan's face. This made Zhang Ailan shiver like a little chick from the cold.
After more than half an hour of work, it was finally over. The female employee brought a mirror and showed it to Zhang Ailan. "Sister, look, your pimples are all gone, and the scars have faded!"
Zhang Ailan looked in the mirror and exclaimed, "Wow, it's true! I look two shades lighter now, and I look ten years younger! No wonder those rich women go to beauty salons every day. They're really spending their money!"
Mei Yun, standing to the side, said with a smile, "How about it, eldest sister? It worked, didn't it?"
Zhang Ailan nodded repeatedly, saying with a pleased expression, "It's really great! Mei Yun, thanks to you for bringing my older sister this time. Next time you come, you'll have to call me too!"
The saying "old women start spending money on beauty treatments" is absolutely true.
Before she even left the beauty salon, Zhang Ailan was already looking forward to the next time.
After a while, the two of them finished their skincare routines.
At this moment, Sister Tong walked over and exclaimed in surprise, "Oh, big sister, look at your face! You look like an eighteen-year-old girl. See, all that skincare you've done has paid off!"
Zhang Ailan was a little embarrassed, "Hehe, it's because your technology is so good!"
"Wait, big sister!"
Tong Jie's expression suddenly changed, and she looked at Zhang Ailan's face with a startled expression.
Zhang Ailan immediately became a little nervous, "What, what are you looking at?"
Sister Tong looked her over for a while, then frowned and said, "Big sister, your nose is a little crooked!"
"Really?" Zhang Ailan quickly grabbed the mirror and glanced at herself. "No, I don't think so?"
Sister Tong said with certainty, "It's definitely crooked. You can ask them if you don't believe me! I've been doing plastic surgery for over ten years, I can tell at a glance!"
Zhang Ailan quickly asked Mei Yun, "Yunyun, do you think my nose is crooked?"
Mei Yun feigned surprise, "That's right, if Sister Tong hadn't pointed it out, I wouldn't have noticed. Big sister, why is your nose crooked?"
Zhang Ailan was still somewhat skeptical, and looked at herself carefully in the mirror.
Sister Tong shook her head. "Sister, don't look anymore. You're used to looking in the mirror from your own angle, so it's hard for you to notice your own flaws. But from my perspective, your nose is definitely crooked, and the bridge is too low, which affects the beauty of your entire facial contour!"
"Oh, really?" Zhang Ailan suddenly felt anxious. "Then what should I do?"
Sister Tong quickly said, "How about this, you should get a rhinoplasty to raise the bridge of your nose a little, that would look much better!"
"Rhinoplasty? That requires surgery!" Zhang Ailan quickly shook her head. "No, I'm scared. Let's forget about it!"
Sister Tong said earnestly, "Sister, a woman's face is for others to see! A beautiful face makes a person more confident and charming!"
"By the way, I heard from Mei Yun that you're single now? Won't you find a partner in the future? You have to understand, men are visual creatures. Only by having a perfect face can you attract more high-quality men!"
Sister Tong said in a serious tone, "Let me tell you something! Just a few days ago, a woman in her forties who was divorced and had a child got minor cosmetic surgery done at my place. Guess what? In less than a month, she found a husband who was 8 years younger than her. What's even more infuriating is that he is an unmarried self-made millionaire, 188 cm tall, owns his own company, is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and comes from a scholarly family!"
"Really?" Zhang Ailan's mouth watered upon hearing this. After being a widow for so many years, it was impossible for her not to crave a man's body.
When she was young, she did consider finding someone else, but the old lady was very strict and wouldn't allow her to look for other people outside! Otherwise, she would be kicked out of the Lu family!
How could she, a widow with two maids, survive if she left the Lu family?
So all these years, she could only endure it, and in countless dark nights, she would take care of herself by herself, wrapped in blankets.
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