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Chapter 111

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It was true that three women were like a drama.

Xiao Yan, Xiao Tian, and A Yun were talking and laughing. Zhang Zian could not get a word in. He could not understand what they were talking about, and what he could understand was very dirty, so he could only pretend that he did not understand.

In this all-female clubhouse, his dirty power was off the charts! It was beyond the limit!

Especially Xiao Tian and A Yun. They were dirty, but they also flirted with Zhang Zian from time to time. He wanted to call the police!

They were standing near the front desk and chatting. Many customers would greet Xiao Yan when they saw her, and Xiao Yan could almost remember everyone's name. She was very polite, and at the same time, she paid attention to the surroundings so that Zhang Zian, Xiao Tian, and A Yun would not feel left out. It would take Zhang Zian several years to learn how to do this.

Success may have an element of luck, but it was just an opportunity. Whether one could seize the opportunity or not depended on their own strength and efforts. Xiao Yan was like this. If she only had good craftsmanship, but did not know how to deal with the customers, she would not be so successful today. Zhang Zian felt that today's trip was not in vain. At least he learned something.

At the front desk, there was the owner of the beauty salon, a rare male customer, and a cat with an amazing expression. All the customers passing by were looking at them.

Many women liked cute little animals, especially cats, especially good-looking cats. Fina's golden fur was like a magnet that attracted their attention.

From teenage girls to rich women in their fifties or sixties, they could not help but look at Fina when they passed by. They even tried to guess Fina's species, but of course, no one guessed correctly.

Since 2000 years ago, Fina had been used to being admired by humans. It did not care about it at all. It thought that humans should worship it. However, if someone tried to touch it, it would immediately show its fangs to scare them, which made the girls and young women scream in a low voice. After a while, they found that Fina did not want to attack them. As long as they kept a safe distance, they could enjoy it.

Many people took out their phones and took photos of Fina. Some even tried to take photos with Fina from the right angle. Zhang Zian immediately reminded him that he could take pictures, but he absolutely could not turn on the flash, or else it would go berserk.

Xiao Yan saw that this wouldn't do. The customers were all here, and they were almost blocking the door. Even some employees had come to watch, so she suggested, "Store Manager Zhang, let's go to my office to talk."

In fact, Zhang Zian was fantasizing about how great it would be if the girls' interest in Fina shifted to him … Hearing Xiao Yan's suggestion, he woke up from his daydream. "Oh, okay."

She then said to Xiao Tian and A Yun, "I won't entertain you anymore. Go to the spa. It's almost time for the appointment, right?"

Xiao Tian and A Yun looked at their watches. It was almost time for the appointment. They couldn't help but say in admiration, "Sister Xiao, don't tell me you have to recite the guest appointment list every day?"

Xiao Yan said half-truthfully, "Maybe I just saw it before I came here?"

They laughed and went to the spa together.

"Come, this way please." Xiao Na said to Zhang Zian. She turned around and glared at the onlookers, scaring them back to their posts.

"Let's go, Fina," he said.

Fina stretched lazily and jumped off the sofa. She also turned around and glared at the receptionist at the front desk. The girl's neck shrank, and her hair stood on end. She thought that the boss's stare was powerful enough, but this cat's stare made people's hair stand on end. It was as if she was staring at the deepest part of her soul.

The majesty of a king was like a mountain, and the kindness of a king was like the sea. Fei Na used to get along with Cleopatra VII day and night, so she was naturally influenced by the majesty of the last female pharaoh. In terms of aura, even a few Xiao Yans couldn't compare with it.

There were two small elevators in the club. One was for the customers, and the other was for the employees. Zhang Zian followed Xiao Yan into the employee elevator. Fina also came in and curiously looked at the big iron box.

Xiao Yan gave a brief introduction of the club. The first floor was for whitening, eyebrow tattooing, nail salons, etc. There were also weight loss classes. The second floor was for spa baths. The third floor was for offices and some more private rooms. In short, from the bottom to the top, it was getting more and more private and luxurious.

Zhang Zian understood what she meant. Don't wander around on the third floor. If you went to the wrong door and opened it, it would be a naked woman who would have an ambiguous relationship with you. This kind of fantasy would only happen in online novels. It was more likely that she would call the police and ask for compensation from the beauty salon.

The elevator stopped on the third floor, and the door opened.

The first and second floors were all shiny marble floors, and the third floor was covered with dark red carpet.

Quiet — this was Zhang Zian's first impression.

The first floor was very lively. He didn't know the second floor because he hadn't been there. The third floor was very quiet, just like a high-end hotel. On both sides of the corridor, the solid wood carved doors were tightly closed. Some of the doors had a small sign hanging on the doorknob, and some didn't, probably to distinguish whether there were guests in the room or not.

The elevator was directly facing the office. There was also a reception desk outside the office. The person in charge was a female employee in her forties. She had a serious expression on her face, and her lips were tightly pursed. She was probably very tight-lipped. Seeing Xiao Yan coming out of the elevator, she slightly bowed.

Xiao Yan nodded and went straight into the office.

Zhang Zian followed her in and closed the door.

"Please take a seat."

On the other side of the door, Xiao Yan seemed to have changed into another person. She relaxed and was no longer as slick as she was outside. She changed from an iron-blooded strong woman to an ordinary woman, just like the day when she walked into the pet shop with the cat.

On the desk, her Dragon-Li cat, Xiao Yu, was lying.

"You are probably too embarrassed to ask, but I don't have any illegal business here." She took out two bottles of drinks from the small refrigerator and handed one to Zhang Zian.

He couldn't deny that he did have this kind of suspicion. After all, the more secret something was, the more curious it would be.

"I believe you." He took the drink. "You are doing a good job here. There is no need to take that risk."

Xiao Yan shook her head. "There is no limit to people's desire for money. You know, my VIP members only account for 5% of the total number of members, but they contribute 30% of the turnover and 50% of the profit margin. "

Zhang Zian pricked up his ears to listen. He knew that Xiao Yan was intentionally reminding him. These were all words of experience that she had gained through hard work.

She asked him to sit down, and she also sat on the sofa across from him.

"Of course, I don't know anything about the pet industry. It is not an exaggeration to say that I don't know anything about it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been unable to find a satisfactory place to take a bath in so many pet shops. However, I think that since we are both in the tertiary industry, we must have something in common." Her tone was very calm, without any aggressiveness of a successful person.

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