The Young Matriarch

Chapter 265: Chapter 265 Can She Bring Me Hundreds of Millions in Revenue?

Her beauty salon business was already struggling, constantly on the verge of losing money, which is why she had been considering whether to shut it down.

But her good friend Yang Shuhui insisted there might be a chance to turn her beauty salon around.

Even if Zhang Ling was a rich woman, who doesn’t like money?

Having lost her husband in earlier years and her son having gone abroad for studies six months ago, Zhang Ling, who was always alone at home, felt that only money was reliable.

But who would have guessed that Bai Chuwei would make such a greedy demand?

Bai Chuwei wasn’t annoyed, any ordinary person would get angry upon hearing such terms—putting in the money, the effort, the venue, and after working oneself to death, only to get thirty percent of the profits.

Too bad, the ancestors were not ordinary people.

Without answering Zhang Ling’s question, Bai Chuwei chuckled and said, “Auntie Zhang, aren’t you curious why your beauty salon, located in the city center, is doing so poorly?”

Zhang Ling was taken aback, as she had never really understood why either.

Yang Shuhui knew about Bai Chuwei’s “Bai Family hundred-year-old ancestor” identity and gasped with a start, “It couldn’t be haunted, could it?”

The corners of Bai Chuwei’s mouth twitched as she emphasized, “When people die, they are like extinguished lamps, there are no ghosts in this world.”

If there really were ghosts, then why didn’t that person leave anything behind when they died?

Bai Chuwei said with a smile, “A basin of water, no matter how clean, becomes dirty once half a cup of dirty water is poured into it. The same goes for people.”

In her heart, Zhang Ling speculated, “Are you saying… there could be unclean people in my beauty salon?”

Bai Chuwei smiled without a word.

Bai Chuwei stood up and walked towards the outside, her voice lazy, “Auntie Zhang, I’m just giving you a little heads-up, be careful of the people around you, don’t go abroad anytime soon.”

What did that mean?

Bai Chuwei almost bumped into Zhao Yu as she opened the door. She glanced at his hand, lightly covered her nose with her jade hand, and walked outside.

Zhang Ling was seething with annoyance and complained to Yang Shuhui, “Xiaohui, it’s not that I don’t give you face, I’m willing to partner with a high schooler, but I can’t accept a thirty-seventy split. And what’s this about someone unclean in my beauty salon? All my staff from top to bottom have been carefully selected, absolutely clean backgrounds.”

Yang Shuhui became a bit anxious, “If we’re talking about a split of hundreds of millions, could you accept that?”

Zhang Ling was instantly at a loss for words.

If it was a thirty-seventy split of revenues in the hundreds of millions, then that split would be a huge profit…

Staring at Yang Shuhui wide-eyed, Zhang Ling exclaimed in shock, “She can bring me revenues in the hundreds of millions?”

Yang Shuhui couldn’t just casually reveal Bai Chuwei’s true identity to outsiders and was getting desperate when suddenly her eyes lit up, “I’ll have my servant bring you some vegetables later, you’ll understand once you’ve eaten them.”

Previously, Bai Chuwei had given them a cloth bag filled with vegetables. Bai Hongmin even joked that it wasn’t enough for one meal for him.

The result—there were at least seven or eight hundred pounds of vegetables poured out of it!

This scared the big room full of people from the Bai Family quite a bit, but thankfully Bai Ze was calm and said this must be a Space Artifact, something that couldn’t be crafted without a couple of hundred years of cultivation.

At least his master, Qingxuan, was not capable of this.

It seemed that Bai Chuwei’s identity as the Bai Family ancestor who had lived for a couple of hundred years was confirmed.

Not to mention, the flavor of those vegetables was out of this world; even Bai Shang, who loved to work overtime, would Rather bring a lunchbox from home than eat at the company cafeteria.

No wonder the old man was always thinking about Bai Chuwei’s vegetables. @@novelbin@@

So, giving Zhang Ling just half a pound of vegetables, as long as Zhang Ling wasn’t foolish, she would agree to a thirty-seventy split, or even a twenty-eighty split, without hesitation!