Chapter Forty-Four

  The villa is still very rough.

  The female staff are too young, their techniques are not sophisticated enough, and their smiles are not warm enough; most of them wear uniforms that are not very clean or tidy, it seems they wash and take care of them themselves instead of having unlimited free replacements; some girls have acne and freckles on their faces, which absolutely doesn't match the advertisement of the club; what's even more frightening is that there are fake products, watered-down products, and inferior products being used, with seriously insufficient concentrations of effective ingredients, and the equipment, towels, etc. are not thoroughly disinfected.

  Membership system also has many problems.

  "... these are easily 'cross-infected'. After taking a look around, Chen Huasheng also experienced it and didn't hide his disappointment. "However, the 'laser' is absolutely marketable, especially for removing freckles and tattoos... I suggest offering this to members at ultra-low discounts, and in the end, the profit will be even higher."

  The boss was stunned. Chen Huai-sheng even disdained the French "imported" goods in the club, and there were hair creams that cost over a dozen euros per can and massage gels that cost thirty or forty dollars. As an ordinary working-class family's new graduate, how did she know about these things?

  "Besides, cooperating with banks for discounts is equivalent to doing advertising."

  In short, the boss's proud work became a street bathhouse! By the way, can uniform cleaning uniforms really bring in more business? How much money does it take to 'blossom'?!

  Miss Feng Lei left with her head hung low, but the next morning she called several managers of the club to discuss with Chen Huaicheng.

  "I checked, that aromatherapy institution has a training school, you can directly find experienced and certified aromatherapists from there, with basic salary plus commission or other ways. Anyway, they are not on the same level as those ordinary girls who can't even wash their faces properly... 'Laser' operations must be done by licensed doctors... Products must have inspection certificates, although I have connections, it's not always possible to cover up, if one person has an allergic reaction or gets infected, this club will get into trouble, everyone will come to investigate and find fault, even the media will intervene."

  Several managers were frantically taking notes, including the boss himself.

  Chen Haosheng is capable of this, without drafts, one by one suggestion is very clear, and the order of content will never be wrong.

  No wonder he's a top student at F University - everyone else thinks so except Chen Huaisheng himself.

  "Is it a loss for employees to experience it for free?" A manager asked what even the boss wanted to ask.

  "If there's a job that can make me look more beautiful, even if the treatment is lower, I'd be happy to stay and show it to my customers, and if they believe it, my performance bonus will increase, it's a virtuous cycle. Moreover, the most important thing is that the service staff don't know their own strength, don't know how much is suitable, if colleagues come over to experience it and find something wrong, can correct it immediately... I'm not making this suggestion for myself, free experience is the employee's own business experience, not other departments, otherwise it will be chaotic..."

  "Xiao Chen, aren't you going to try it? I'll give it to you for free."

  Chen Haotian smiled and shook his head, "I only use things I made myself."

  No wonder this girl sneers at the products in the store!

  "You're from the law department, aren't you? Not chemical engineering?"

  "No chemical expertise needed. I just mixed glycerin with aloe vera juice and rosewater, and once I find suppliers, I'll add yeast, hyaluronic acid, squalane, etc., making it equivalent to SK-II's miracle water."

  The other two 'ladies' present glared with blue light in their eyes.

  "Did you do it yourself? Is the effect the same?"

  "Close, I can only say close. After all, the processing technology of some raw materials and the final effect are directly related. And this has not been tested for sensitivity, so it's not certain that everyone can use it."

  "Xiao Chen! If you can make it happen, I'll buy it!" A woman manager in her thirties immediately spoke up.

  "I support you." The boss also expressed his stance.

  "Alright, I'll just cover the cost." Chen Xiao Cheng smiled to himself. Among the ten "females", at least nine of them were enthusiastic about the cheap and good maintenance products, but as for those who were willing to do it themselves, there wasn't even half a person - so in the end, branded products still dominated the market.

  But now the most crucial thing is still finding suppliers and import channels.

  Pang Hua suddenly sent a text message, saying that he had found an import wholesaler who would act as an agent for customs clearance and inspection, and also attach Chinese labels. The best part is that they have already started making the German-made natural pure plant 'essence' oil specified by Chen Huacheng.

  Chen Hui immediately made an appointment to meet at the trading company. Of course, before that, she had sent a small invoice and a labor contract sample to the factory by express delivery. As expected, the factory offered her a salary of 3,000 yuan to be a full-time legal consultant and administrative deputy manager - she and the boss politely declined together.

  What a joke! Just by her 'inserting' herself into the beauty salon's operation, the boss would have made more than enough pure profit; and her benefit is to use all the equipment, devices, products and premises for free... but she has to work for it.

  Pang Hua's face remained unchanged.

  Chen Haotian felt a sense of despair: it had been so long, so deep, and there were so many of them, the dermal layer must have been damaged and destroyed, this wasn't something that could be solved by just applying some ointment.

  "I'll 'fix' your face." Incidentally, she had already set her sights on the digital camera in the office and planned to take pictures of the whole process. This camera was state-of-the-art, using a data cable instead of floppy disks - nearly ten thousand yuan, it would have to be used for at least six or seven years to make it worth it.

  "Should I go for a master's degree in chemistry?"

  "What?" He isn't a Ph.D. candidate in physics, is he?

  "My minor is in chemistry. If I don't study it properly, what's the point of researching a topic like 'refined' oil? And what about those plant extracts you mentioned?"

  "......" Chen Hua's mouth was agape, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time. Look! This is what a top student looks like! Top student! "Recite it! Recite it! My god, double Ph.D.s in physics and chemistry... too awesome!"

  Oh no, what if mom hears about it and starts teasing me to get a PhD too?! omg...... She's always thought that in her past life, she ruined her body by working on her doctoral thesis. This lifetime, two bachelor's degrees are really enough.

  Yeah, if we start a company and do e-commerce, we need credentials for advertising. With Peng Hua's qualifications, a double master's degree in physics and chemistry, everyone will be impressed! Alright, let's just get him on board then.

  While thinking about the mess, Chen Huai-sheng quickly settled on a deal. The company also did wholesale business, and because the goods were too expensive and refined, they didn't stock up much themselves, especially for what Chen Huai-sheng wanted - except for lavender oil and jojoba oil, everything else was out of stock.

  In addition, Chen Huaisheng originally wanted to let them talk about a high-end brand in Taiwan, but unfortunately the other party was too vague and simply gave up.

  "What is this oil used for?" asked the middle-aged female manager of the trading company.

  "Each oil is different, but I want a formula for acne."

  "Acne?" The female manager looked at Pang Hua's face. "Is it really useful?"

  "Really. I can adjust a bottle for you, who around you has such, right, closed acne, can try it out, but later I will charge."

  Two women stared at Pang Hua without any scruples, neither with disgust nor curiosity, but just to discuss the matter. So this academic tyrant didn't even bother to blink.