Chen Ze frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said, "Sister Yu, look at this dazzling and extravagant city of Shanghai. There are countless wealthy women here, especially those who are forced into marriage due to family alliances. They hold large sums of money, but they have a marriage relationship that is not based on genuine feelings and is entirely based on an exchange of interests."
As Zhao Qingyu listened, she nodded repeatedly, her beautiful eyes sparkling with approval. She then gave Chen Ze a thumbs-up and exclaimed in praise:
"Chen Ze, you're absolutely right! Among my friends, many of my sisters are in the same situation. They all complain about their husbands not coming home at night, but they feel helpless about it."
Chen Ze's lips curled into a confident smile as he continued his eloquent speech:
"These women, though they live glamorous lives on the surface, are actually miserable inside. It's because their husbands spend all their time having fun and indulging in debauchery, completely disregarding the feelings of their wives at home. As a result, they naturally find it difficult to experience true happiness in their daily lives."
Zhao Qingyu nodded: "That makes sense."
Chen Zeran smiled and continued his analysis: "These women who were forced into arranged marriages still yearn deep down for a genuine and pure love."
"If you can seize this opportunity and hire a group of handsome male models at high salaries to provide them with attentive and thoughtful service, wouldn't that be a sure-fire way to make money? In this way, your club can earn a considerable amount of profit every day."
After listening to Chen Ze's insightful analysis and guidance, Zhao Qingyu stared wide-eyed at the quick-thinking and intelligent man before her.
She sighed inwardly, thinking how outstanding this man was, whose vision and knowledge far surpassed those of ordinary people.
He was practically her dream partner! It's just a pity that such a promising young man had already been snatched up and wasted by the Wang family women.
Thinking of this, Zhao Qingyu couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. If only she had met him sooner!
Today, Zhao Qingyu wore a pink low-cut V-neck dress, which perfectly outlined her graceful figure.
Zhao Qingyu, with her graceful figure, leaned forward slightly, her head slowly approaching Chen Ze, and softly asked through her parted lips:
"Chen Ze, I'm willing to give you 30% of the club's shares. You don't need to invest a single penny. All you need to do is give me some advice. What do you think?"
Just as Zhao Qingyu leaned forward, her full, fair breasts were displayed before Chen Ze's eyes without reservation.
Those white, fleshy lumps looked like two jade rabbits, almost ready to leap out, exuding a captivating charm.
Chen Ze couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "So white, so big..."
He glanced at it briefly before quickly looking away, afraid that looking at it for even a second longer would cause him to lose his composure.
Then, Chen Ze composed himself and calmly declined, saying, "Sister Yu, I'm really sorry. As you know, I'm a public figure. If I accept such shares in a business, it might cause unnecessary trouble and controversy. So, I can only appreciate your kind offer."
At this moment, the younger brother, who had been standing silently to the side, heard this and his eyes lit up. He quickly whispered, "Sis, since Chen Ze doesn't want it, why don't you just give it to me? It's free anyway, so why not take it?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingyu glared at her younger brother and said irritably, "Hmph! Shut your mouth. No one will think you're mute if you don't speak! Do you think it's easy for your older sister to earn money? I work hard to earn some pocket money, and you have the nerve to covet it."
After being scolded by his older sister, Zhao Qingyang looked helpless and secretly groaned, "Sigh, why do I feel like I'm the outsider now..."
Zhao Qingyu and Chen Ze discussed some more business details and precautions before Chen Ze got up and left.
Immediately afterward, Zhao Qingyu left with me. She returned to the Jade Concubine Club, immediately called all the models and staff to a meeting, and announced the dismissal of all the models, retaining only the club's management personnel.
Twenty minutes later, the tall, leggy models left with their wages, and some of them were gossiping about it.
[Is the landlady going through menopause? Why did she suddenly dismiss all of us?]
I heard she's been losing money year after year; I guess she's out of money and is probably planning to close down.
One by one, tall, slender models dragged their suitcases and left the Jade Concubine Club.
Onlookers, witnessing this scene, remarked, "Another club has gone bankrupt. This is what happens when you follow the crowd in business."
Just then, a man in a suit with a refined demeanor slowly walked towards Zhao Qingyu. He wore a pair of exquisite gold-rimmed glasses, which revealed his shrewdness and competence.
With a smile on his face, he softly asked Zhao Qingyu, "Sister Yu, those people have all left. What should we do next?"
Zhao Qingyu raised her head slightly, her gaze falling on the eye-catching signboard above.
She pointed to the sign with her slender, long finger and said firmly, "Xiao Su, find someone to remove this 'Jade Concubine' sign immediately. Then contact a reliable manufacturer to remake a new sign and name it 'Prince Club'."
Xiao Su nodded quickly and replied, "Okay, Sister Yu, I'll go arrange it right away."
After saying that, he quickly took out his phone, dialed the number of the renovation company, and briefly explained the situation and his requirements.
Before long, the renovation company dispatched a group of professional workers to the site. They were skilled and efficient, and soon successfully removed the original billboard.
Subsequently, the workers immediately began a comprehensive renovation of the clubhouse. From painting the walls to laying the floors, from arranging the lighting to placing the furniture, every detail was meticulously crafted.
A full month has passed, and the renovation company has finally completed the task successfully.
When Zhao Qingyu stepped into the club again, she was shocked by the scene before her eyes—the entire space was like a magnificent European palace.
She strolled through the space, the soft carpet beneath her feet feeling as light as a cloud; the dazzling crystal chandeliers emitted a mesmerizing glow, illuminating every corner; the exquisite murals on the walls were lifelike, showcasing a classical and elegant artistic atmosphere.
Zhao Qingyu continued walking, admiring the beautiful surroundings. Her assistant, Xiao Su, following behind her, maintained a smile and asked with concern:
"Sister Yu, what do you think of the interior design style this time? If you find anything you're not satisfied with, I can immediately notify the renovation company to make modifications and adjustments."
Zhao Qingyu waved her hand gently, a satisfied smile on her face, and replied, "No need, Xiao Su. It's fine as it is. This style is exactly what I wanted, and I like it very much."
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