Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

The business of her beauty salon was not good at first, and she has always been at a loss, so she has been considering whether to close the beauty salon.

But my friend Yang Shuhuifei said that there might be a chance to revitalize her beauty salon.

Even if Zhang Ling is a rich woman, who doesn't like money?

She lost her husband in her early years, and her son was studying abroad six months ago. Zhang Ling, who was always alone at home, felt that money was only reliable.

But who knew that Bai Chuwei could speak so loudly.

Bai Chuwei is not annoyed, ordinary people will get angry no matter who hears this split account. They will contribute money and work hard to get 30% of the money.

Unfortunately, the ancestors were not ordinary people.

Bai Chuwei did not answer Zhang Ling's question, and chuckled softly: "Aunt Zhang, don't you wonder why your beauty salon is located in the city center and why the business is so bad?"

Zhang Ling was questioned for a moment, but she never figured it out.

Yang Shuhui knew the identity of Bai Chuwei's "hundred-year ancestor of the Bai family", and she was shocked and asked, "Isn't it haunted?"

Bai Chuwei's mouth twitched lightly and emphasized: "People die like a lamp, there are no ghosts in this world."

If there are ghosts, then why does that person leave nothing behind when he dies?

Bai Chuwei smiled and said: "A basin of water is clean and half a cup of sewage is poured in. This basin of water is also dirty. The same goes for people."

Zhang Ling wondered: "You don't mean to say...Is there a dirty person in my beauty salon?"

Bai Chuwei smiled without saying a word.

Bai Chuwei stood up and walked outside, with a lazy voice: "Aunt Zhang, I just want to remind you, be careful of people around you, don't go abroad recently."

What do you mean?

As soon as Bai Chuwei opened the door, she almost ran into that Zhao Yu. Bai Chuwei glanced at his hand, gently covering her nose under her nose, and walked outside.

Zhang Ling was very angry, and spit at Yang Shuhui: "Xiaohui, this is really not because I don't give you face. A high school student I am willing to cooperate with her, but I can't accept it. What else is my beauty salon? Are there unclean people? The staff here are carefully selected and they are absolutely clean."

Yang Shuhui was a little anxious: "If this is 37 cents in the hundreds of millions, can you accept it?"

Zhang Ling was speechless for a moment.

If this is a three-seventh of several hundred million in revenue, then these three-seven points are also a big profit...

Zhang Ling looked at Yang Shuhui dumbfounded, and said in surprise: "Can she bring me hundreds of millions of dollars in income?"

Yang Shuhui couldn't just tell outsiders about Bai Chuwei's true identity. She could only be anxious and suddenly said, "I'll let my servant give you some vegetables later. You'll know after you eat it."

Before Bai Chuwei gave them a cloth bag with vegetables, Bai Hongmin smiled and said that it was not enough for him to eat alone.

The result-at least seven or eight hundred catties of vegetables were poured out of it!

This scared the group of people in the Bai family's big room. Fortunately, Bai Ze was calmer, saying that this should be a spatial magic weapon, and there is no one or two hundred years of Taoism that cannot be created.

At least his master Qingxuan didn't have this ability.

It seemed that Bai Chuwei was the ancestor of their Bai family for one or two hundred years.

Not to mention, the taste of the vegetables is nothing to mention, especially the white businessman who loves to work overtime every day would rather bring a box lunch than eat the company.

No wonder the old man has been thinking about Bai Chuwei's vegetables all day long.

So, give Zhang Ling half a catty of vegetables, as long as Zhang Ling is not stupid, let alone three to seven points, even two to eight points can be agreed!