The Young Matriarch-Chapter 264 - : When I say seventy-thirty, it means seventy for me and thirty for you

Chapter 264: Chapter 264: When I say seventy-thirty, it means seventy for me and thirty for you

Bai Chuwei stared at Zhao Yu, the young man had delicate eyebrows and bright eyes, and his appearance was very outstanding, “Are you a college student?”

Zhao Yu smiled and said, “I have already graduated from college. I used to go to the same school as Lingling’s son.”

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At these words, Bai Chuwei felt a sense of admiration; this was the simple and unadorned life of wealthy people.

As long as you have money for good maintenance, a boyfriend might not even be born yet!

This saying applies to all wealthy people, regardless of gender.

“You guys chat, I’ll step out first.” Zhao Yu affectionately touched Zhang Ling’s face and left the lounge with a smile.

Zhang Ling looked at her good friend Yang Shuhui and her niece Bai Chuwei, and said with a slightly embarrassed smile, “Xiaoyu is young, his love is quite passionate, don’t mind him.”

Zhang Ling let out a sigh and said, “Weiwei, don’t think that your aunt is robbing the cradle. I lost my husband early on, and when my son went abroad to study in my middle years, if Xiaoyu hadn’t taken care of me during that time, I might not have made it through.”

“Besides, we’re both single and unmarried. Although there is some age difference, there’s no problem really.”

Bai Chuwei agreed completely; after all, she was an ancestor who had lived for more than five thousand four hundred years; no one in the whole world was older than her.

If she were to look for a companion, he would definitely be younger than her.

Zhang Ling looked at Bai Chuwei with great interest, “Xiaohui has become so young and beautiful now, is it really your doing, Weiwei?”

Zhang Ling looked at Yang Shuhui’s face, filled with envy, but at the same time, she started to doubt.

With such a quick effect, was it really useful?

Don’t tell me today she’s gorgeous, and in a few days, she turns directly into an old lady.

That’s how cosmetic injections work, once you start, you need to go every year.

Bai Chuwei smiled faintly, “If Aunt Zhang doesn’t believe, then there’s no need to discuss this further.”

She had said it before, get treated if you want, otherwise leave; she wasn’t short of patients. The same applied now.

Yang Shuhui hurriedly stopped Bai Chuwei, “Weiwei, wait.”

Zhang Ling frowned slightly at Bai Chuwei’s readiness to leave without further discussion.

She didn’t like this younger generation acting so high and mighty, as if their eyes were on the top of their head.

After all, wasn’t she a respected elder? It was just a question of doubt.

Zhang Ling’s smile faded a bit, and she asked, “Then Weiwei, how do you plan to cooperate?”

Bai Chuwei was straightforward, “The beauty salon can produce five Beauty Pills a month, but the condition is that they must be accompanied by Spiritual Medicine, which has to be worth at least two million on the market, and I get the Spiritual Medicine.”

Zhang Ling gasped at the words, thinking… wasn’t that a little too expensive?

Two million was something that the wealthy and distinguished ladies could accept for the sake of beauty.

But Spiritual Medicine, that’s something you might not even be able to buy with money!

Bai Chuwei was getting those beauty-loving rich ladies to find Spiritual Medicine for her!

This young lady seemed young, but she had plenty of ideas.

Zhang Ling continued to ask, “Then how do you plan to split the profits?”

Since it wasn’t her providing the Spiritual Medicine, as a wealthy woman, she was only concerned about making a profit.

Bai Chuwei smiled slightly, “After we cooperate, we split the salon’s income seventy-thirty.”

Zhang Ling let out a sigh of relief, a seventy-thirty split was reasonable.

Bai Chuwei reminded her, “What I mean by seventy-thirty is, I get seventy and you get thirty.”

What?

Bai Chuwei gets seventy? She gets thirty?

Zhang Ling looked at Bai Chuwei incredulously, blurting out, “Ridiculous!”

Bai Chuwei shrugged indifferently and picked up the juice in front of her to drink.

Zhang Ling’s voice carried a hint of shock and anger, “Young lady, I know you want to make money, but isn’t this profit split a bit too exaggerated and excessive? I do the work and yet only get thirty percent?”

How was she supposed to make money this way?