Shuiyun Elegant Beauty

A wave of sudden wealth had arrived.

He wasn't planning to activate it every day.

Instead, he'd follow his usual pattern—once every seven days. Four times a month, ensuring that every day remained exciting.

While good news kept pouring in on his side, his sister, Chen Qi, had finally managed to invite the former manager over.

She was a young woman, only twenty-eight. The reason she seemed so young was because of her petite frame, making it hard to picture her as a capable and decisive leader.

But if there was one thing life had proven, it was that appearances could be deceiving—just look at Teacher Ma.

Chen Qi had been trying to get her to come for over a month.

According to her introduction, this young woman had started studying beauty therapy at sixteen.

By seventeen, she had become an A-level beautician—essentially the backbone of the salon.

Over the next three years, she climbed the ranks, moving from beautician to consultant, then to manager, and finally to the prestigious position of salon director at one of Shacheng's most renowned beauty clinics.

Her annual salary was around 300,000 yuan.

She had heard Chen Qi talk about her brother's investment plans multiple times—he was setting up a beauty salon and was willing to offer her 20% equity just for joining.

Beauty salons were undoubtedly a lucrative business.

Despite working in Shacheng for years, she had never received any shares in the business—the owner never gave employees any stake.

Naturally, she had considered switching jobs or even starting her own business.

But hearing about an opportunity was one thing—seeing it with her own eyes was another.

No matter how persuasive Chen Qi was, nothing beat witnessing it firsthand.

So, during her break, she decided to come.

"Pure Sister."

"Xiao Qi."

Chen Qi had previously worked as a receptionist at her salon. She was outgoing and well-spoken, so she got along well with everyone.

But after all these years, she had never heard that Chen Qi had such a wealthy older brother.

Naturally, Chen Pingsheng wasn't the one picking her up—it was Song Yanxi, who was far more eager about the beauty business investment.

She arrived in a convertible Bentley.

It was actually Chen Qi's idea—Bentleys made a stunning first impression. One glance screamed wealth.

Seeing Chen Qi arrive in a convertible Bentley, Zhou Chun no longer doubted her brother's financial capability.

"You must be Zhou Chun. I'm Xiao Qi's sister-in-law, Song Yanxi."

Song Yanxi introduced herself warmly, flashing a friendly smile.

She had Zhou Chun take the front passenger seat, while Chen Qi was unceremoniously pushed to the cramped back row.

That was the downside of sports cars—they were perfect for two people, but the third had to squeeze in the back.

The rear space wasn't great—just enough to stretch out your legs.

Song Yanxi suggested grabbing a meal first, but Chen Qi insisted on visiting her brother's company first.

She wanted her to meet her brother before anything else.

Chen Qi knew Zhou Chun well—she came from a poor family and had fought her way up in society.

If the topic was making money, she could talk for three days straight without sleeping.

But if it was anything else, she'd barely give you a few polite words.

She had many beauticians under her, most of whom would follow her wherever she went.

In short, convincing Zhou Chun meant the salon could practically open itself.

Tengsheng Fruits was no longer the small business it once was. There was even a stone lion at the entrance now.

The Tengsheng Group logo stood prominently, exuding an imposing aura.

Chen Pingsheng's CEO office remained simple and unpretentious.

He didn't pretend to be cultured by stacking his office with books—watching video lectures was fine, but reading books always made him sleepy.

That was something he needed to change.

Though, no matter how much he tried, he remained the same.

"Brother."

Chen Qi introduced Zhou Chun to him.

Despite working in high-end beauty, Zhou Chun had seen plenty of wealthy clients—she wasn't intimidated at all.

Chen Pingsheng always preferred straightforwardness—he never liked beating around the bush.

"My sister has mentioned you several times. Today, I'll take you to see the salon I plan to invest in. If you're interested, we can sign the deal immediately."

"Brother, since when did you pick a salon? Why didn't I know?"

"If I told you, you would've rushed back to Shacheng immediately."

Pingsheng took them downstairs. This time, he didn't use the sports car.

His Navigator was parked outside.

A million-yuan, seven-seater vehicle—practically a moving sofa.

Chen Qi was still too young to handle someone like Zhou Chun.

When talking to money-minded people, it was best to talk about money—sentiment was useless.

That kind of talk only worked on fresh graduates.

The salon he had chosen was also in Shijingshan—named Tianxiang Pavilion Luxury Beauty Club.

The name alone suggested that if you didn't have at least tens of millions, you wouldn't dare step inside.

The owner was a young woman—extremely beautiful.

She spoke in a soft, charming voice.

Only twenty-four years old, she dressed stylishly, often leaning toward a more provocative style.

A natural flirt.

Pingsheng had only met her once, but with his street-smart experience, he was certain she didn't come from a wealthy background.

She had a sugar daddy.

Someone had given her a limitless credit card, and she, unwilling to be idle, had started a business.

The total investment was 8 million yuan, covering an area of 1,200 square meters.

This was no longer just a beauty salon—it was a luxury beauty club.

Aside from beauty services, it had a café for casual conversations and a music hall for afternoon tea.

A grand piano stood in the corner, often played by guests.

The decor was classically elegant, with all eighteen beauty rooms named after traditional Chinese landscapes.

Even lying inside doing nothing gave you a sense of tranquility.

Now this—this was a true luxury beauty club.

"What do you think? If you're willing to bring your team, this place is yours to manage. Apart from finances, we won't interfere in any operations."

Pingsheng continued, "Honestly, I only invested in this because my sister has been in beauty for years. Otherwise, I wouldn't have bothered. Consider it fulfilling her dream and giving her a business to run."

Zhou Chun was speechless.

Compared to the Shacheng salon, this was on a completely different level.

If managed well, it could easily make 4-5 million yuan a year.

"Forgive my bluntness, but a place like this must have cost more than 3 million to acquire, right?"

She had previously heard from Chen Qi that her brother planned to invest 3 million in a beauty salon.

But for a place like this, 3 million clearly wasn't enough.

"3 million is just a number. I negotiated with the owner—she's asking for 6 million. She's willing to take a 2-million loss and let it go."

Pingsheng explained, "I think 6 million is reasonable. Besides, my wife enjoys beauty treatments, and having our own salon is a bonus. As long as she's happy, spending a few extra million doesn't matter."

"Oh, and aside from the 6 million, I'll also provide an additional 1 million as working capital—for marketing and product purchases. In total, that makes about 7 million."

Zhou Chun agreed without hesitation.

After seeing the salon and discussing the investment, anyone with a business mindset would recognize this as a rare opportunity.

Chen Qi was ecstatic. According to her sister-in-law, she would get a quarter of the shares.

If this succeeded, she'd never have to rely on her brother again.

Living off herself? Not a bad deal.

As for Song Yanxi, the thought of getting beauty treatments in her own salon was simply delightful.

It was prestigious too.

Zhou Chun didn't stay in the capital long—after a day, she returned to Shacheng.

When she came back, she brought twelve young women.

All beauticians.

Each had worked under her for years.

Meanwhile, Chen Pingsheng quickly finalized the deal for Tianxiang Pavilion and officially renamed it Shuiyun Elegant Beauty Club.