Zhou Fangchun's plan was effective. In just one and a half months, the number of members in the mutual aid association increased several times. Now, more than a thousand members join every month, bringing in as much as 20 million yuan in funds.
Zhou Fangchun made two right choices in her life.
One time was when she married Mao Guangyu, becoming the wife of an official in the eyes of the people of Zhoujia Village.
One of them was to choose to establish a mutual aid association and become the president in the eyes of others.
Being an official's wife means relying on a man, but men are too risky; they might change their minds, fall from grace, or go bankrupt. You can rely on your own abilities, even if it means cheating people out of money.
But as long as you can hold onto the money, a mouth is more reliable than a man.
Zhou Fangchun has grown from an innocent woman to who she is today in just a few short months.
Her husband's extramarital affair and that illegitimate child subjected her to endless ridicule and cold stares. Now, she doesn't want anything but to get rich, make a lot of money, and make her daughter a superior person, living the life that others dream of.
Even if she is caught in the future, she is not afraid, because her daughter took the money she swindled and ran away abroad.
She was content as long as her daughter was doing well.
"I need to push a few more people out."
"How about Jiang Shengping? Old Li, who has over 30,000 yuan in savings and whose daughter is studying abroad, could also be developed. If all else fails, I'll hire a few more people from outside."
Zhou Fangchun also wanted to hire a few people; she was using the name of a financial company to swindle people under the guise of investment and wealth management.
Since it's a financial company, it needs a receptionist, employees, and a cleaning lady.
Zhou Fangchun wanted to find a few investment specialists who weren't very bright, preferably those with little education and easy to fool.
Pay them a high salary for a few months, and once they've successfully brainwashed them, have them brainwash the members and help Zhou Fangchun promote the mutual aid association's new policies. When Zhou Fangchun's misdeeds are exposed in the future, just push these people out.
After all, her accounts are cleaner than anyone else's; the money was handled by these employees. Even if she were arrested, there would be no evidence to prove that the money ended up in her hands.
These young employees all come from rural areas, have no family connections, and have no one to help them seek justice. They will serve their lives in prison in her place.
Zhou Jian'an actually had a suitable candidate.
He recently made some money and wanted to find some fun at a hair salon. There, he met a shampoo girl named Qiao Xiaomai. Qiao Xiaomai came from the countryside and was pretty and innocent-looking, like a college student who had just entered society.
This kind of appearance makes it the easiest to scam money.
Zhou Jian'an was completely infatuated with her, feeling that Qiao Xiaomai was his first love, but he knew in his heart that Qiao Xiaomai was uneducated and had no background, and was not good enough for a man like him.
He didn't intend to take Qiao Xiaomai seriously.
If she could bring Qiao Xiaomai in to develop a membership base, many middle-aged and elderly men would definitely fall for her trap.
Zhou Jian'an felt that mutual aid societies were similar to hair salons, and that elderly men were the most vulnerable to being scammed.
If we bring in more pretty shampoo girls, and they call the old man "Grandpa" this and "Grandpa" that, it won't be long before the old man puts money in to support the shampoo girls.
"Let's have a funding competition. The shampoo girl who brings in the most funds will be the sales champion for the month. There's a reward of up to 1,000 yuan and the title of 'sales champion.' The older folks will definitely help recruit people to help their favorite shampoo girls get funding, and we can attract more members this way."
Men are all the same, whether they're seventy or eighty. As long as a pretty woman says a few sweet words to them and gives them a sweet smile, they'll be fine.
These old men would give their lives for this, let alone a mere tens of thousands of yuan.
The elderly men in Beijing certainly don't lack money!
Just how far these retired old men will go for shampoo girls will be revealed by next month's sales figures.
Qiao Xiaomai met Zhou Jian'an not long after she arrived in Beijing.
Zhou Jian'an is a college student with exceptional eloquence and a willingness to spend money. Qiao Xiaomai's colleagues all say that Zhou Jian'an has fallen in love with her and will marry her sooner or later.
When Zhou Jian'an came to find her, Qiao Xiaomai was filled with trepidation, but a shy smile appeared on her face.
"Brother Zhou."
Zhou Jian'an sized up Qiao Xiaomai. Qiao Xiaomai had a face like a silver plate, fair skin, and a pure appearance. When she smiled, she had shallow dimples and curved smiling eyes. Men would inevitably be captivated by her.
“Xiaomai, Brother Zhou needs to talk to you,” Zhou Jian’an said, carefully choosing his words. “You’ve been in Beijing for a few months now, haven’t you? Staying here as a shampoo girl isn’t a long-term solution. Brother Zhou has a high-paying job with a base salary of 100 yuan per month and huge commissions. If you do well, you can earn a year’s salary in a month. Would you like to give it a try?”
Qiao Xiaomai thought he had come to confess his feelings to her, and was momentarily stunned when she heard that he was going to introduce her to a high-paying job.
She only has an elementary school education, and apart from being pretty and having a sweet voice, she doesn't really have any advantages.
Beijing is full of talented people and top students. What ability does she have to earn so much money?
"Brother Zhou, I don't know anything and I'm not well-educated. What kind of boss would give me so much money?"
Zhou Jian'an glanced at her disapprovingly, "Xiaomai, you are far more outstanding than you think. Don't underestimate yourself."
Qiao Xiaomai felt a sweet warmth in her heart. "Brother Zhou, the salary is so high, I definitely want to go. I wonder what kind of job it is?"
Zhou Jian'an took Qiao Xiaomai away and picked out a few more pretty girls from other hair salons, making a total of ten people.
He led the ten women to the mutual aid society, dressed them in tight red work clothes, put on sheer black stockings and black high heels, bought each of them a set of cosmetics, and had their hair done at a hair salon.
The already beautiful girl became even more eye-catching after dressing up carefully.
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