There's a black hole inside me

The following week.

It was a week when Wei Ming's Qi beauty business volume skyrocketed.

The number of customers he served in the past few days showed an almost exponential growth trend.

On the first day, there were 8 people.

On the second day, there were 11 people.

On the third day, there were 15 people.

Then there were 18 people, 22 people, 25 people, and 28 people.

And his working hours per day also increased from about eight hours to ten hours and twelve hours.

Even if Wei Ming found a way to speed up his work efficiency, he was busy from eight in the morning to eight in the evening in the next two days, with almost no time to rest in between.

The money he made was also considerable.

15 sets of weight loss packages were sold.

12 sets of facial beauty packages were sold.

Just adding up these package services, Wei Ming received 3.576 million.

Adding the income from individual services, the total cash on Wei Ming has exceeded four million.

Breaking through five million may happen in the next two days.

It can be said that Wei Ming, who is not far from achieving financial freedom, has gradually become numb to the daily income of 100,000 or 200,000 yuan. The sudden increase in income does not stimulate him much. On the contrary, he has also developed a feeling of boredom and irritability for the increasingly mechanized work content. More importantly, it would be strange if he could be happy facing all kinds of middle-aged aunts and greasy rich women all day long. Wei Ming was puzzled: "Why are all the aunts coming these days, and there is not a single young person?" "By the way, didn't that Li Sujuan help me advertise after returning, and didn't she use her own experience to help me promote and promote?" "I thought that the flight attendant girl would help me attract a lot of new customers the next day." "Or, except for that Li Sujuan, the other girls in her school are all beautiful women who feel perfect, and they don't come to me for beauty needs?" Wei Ming shook his head and felt very disappointed. He felt that if this continued, those middle-aged aunts would eat him alive! Sooner or later, they will stretch out their claws to him, throw out jaw-dropping material conditions, force him to submit, and tempt him like a devil 24 hours a day, waiting for him to relax and waver.

For example, He Yanyu, she has been driving a sports car every night recently, waiting at the door of his Qi beauty salon to pick up Wei Ming from work. Even if she has been rejected many times, she will still come the next day.

This is the first time Wei Ming has experienced the shamelessness of women.

To be honest, Sister Yu is still very beautiful, exuding a mature temperament. At the age of 37, after the Qi therapy service, she looks radiant and only looks like 30 years old.

She should also have fertility.

There are dozens of big hotels, and the value is estimated to exceed 1 billion.

As long as he submits, he can get rid of this working environment surrounded by middle-aged women all day long, and he can choose a more suitable industry and have a better future.

But this idea only came to his mind for a moment, and Wei Ming immediately shook his head and dispelled it.

What a joke, he is a man with a golden finger, how can he think of eating gigolo?

Besides, his beauty salon may not be able to continue to operate forever. As long as he persists for a while and makes enough money, he can choose to work in other industries with his first pot of gold. It is impossible for him to deal with middle-aged women forever.

"It's impossible to live on money. I want to live on money!"

...

There is another thing.

That is the original painting task assigned to him by the female writer Tao Su. Although Wei Ming is busy every day and returns to the rented house exhausted every night.

But after taking a shower and taking a short rest, Wei Ming will still pick up the digital tablet and try to finish a picture before 12 o'clock.

Even if he is not in good condition sometimes, he will still draw until 1 o'clock in the morning and insist on completing the task of one picture.

In this way, his sleep time every day is often compressed to less than seven hours.

But even so, Wei Ming still feels that he can bear it, and even finds the feeling of being energetic and full of fighting spirit. He doesn't feel how hard it is, but rather very fulfilled.

After all, his body of only 26 years old is still very young, and he can still fight and work. It is the most suitable age for struggle.

However, Zheng Xuewei saw all this and felt a little distressed. She persuaded him more than once.

"Brother Wei, you should not work too hard. Pay attention to the balance between work and rest. You haven't rested for more than half a month. You have to paint when you come back at night. How can your body bear it?"

Zheng Xuewei came in with a thermos bucket of chicken soup. Seeing Wei Ming, who was obviously much thinner, she couldn't help but speak again.

"Didn't I tell you not to send food? I've already had dinner."

Wei Ming frowned and said.

"This is the black-bone chicken soup I made at noon. I can't finish it by myself, so I left a little for you. Brother Wei, this chicken soup is still warm, drink it while it's hot."

"Put it there first, I'll drink it later, thank you."

Wei Ming shook his head gently and devoted himself to painting again.

Zheng Xuewei sat by the bed as usual and played with her mobile phone, but her attention would still involuntarily shift to Wei Ming. Soon, two or three hours passed unknowingly.

In fact, Wei Ming was not unaware of Zheng Xuewei's thoughts. Just from the fact that she came to his room to "sit for a while" for eight consecutive days and brought him food six times, Wei Ming was aware that this woman , seems to have some thoughts about himself.

This makes Wei Ming feel honored. He, who has never been popular with women since he was a child, is actually so favored. Any man would be at least a little happy in his heart.

The same goes for Wei Ming.

But this does not mean that he will not be selective about food.

Although Zheng Xuewei is good-looking and a good person, and her cooking skills are a plus, but in terms of personality...

In short, Wei Ming still prefers girls who are gentle, cute, and a little simple. They have good tempers, are not too strong or violent, and can get along with each other and understand each other. After all, he works so hard outside every day. How can he come home? Still want to be scolded?

…

October 24, morning.

Zhenqi beauty parlor.

I just finished 100 grams of fat elimination service for a client who purchased a weight loss package.

Suddenly I heard a commotion coming from downstairs.

Wei Ming walked to the reception hall on the first floor and took a look.

I found that among the middle-aged aunts, there were a few more young women.

One of them even looked familiar to him.

When she saw Wei Ming, she immediately waved to him and said hello: "Boss, I am Li Sujuan. I have brought you a few customers and I have introduced business to you."

"Li Sujuan?"

Of course Wei Ming recognized her, walked over in two steps, looked at the young and beautiful girls beside her, and asked: "I haven't seen you for a while, why did I just introduce your friend here today? "

"Boss, this girl in our dormitory is very bad!"

The tall girl next to her couldn't help but said: "Actually, on the day Juanniu's face-lift was successful, we asked her where it was done and if she could help introduce it, but this little bad guy didn't say anything, so we treated her to a week-long meal After eating and drinking milk tea for a week, she brought us here.”

"Yes, boss, Juanniu is so bad, deliberately hiding your existence here!"

"But boss, how did you do it? Not only can you help people slim down their faces, but they can also remove moles. There are no traces of surgery. None of the teachers in our college can do anything about Juanniu. Even the students in the class Other students are also asking where the surgery was performed.”

The other two girls also spoke one after another, chirping questions.

Wei Ming glared at Li Sujuan, raised his eyebrows, and was a little annoyed: "Didn't you say you would help me promote it? Instead, you blackmailed your friends?"

"Don't be angry, boss~"

Li Sujuan stuck out her tongue: "Didn't I bring them here? It's just a few days late. Besides, if they were nicer to me, I would have brought them here long ago. I can only blame them. ”

"Okay, since you're here, I'd better say thank you. However, there are a lot of customers waiting now. Let your friends line up at the back. I will speed up the efficiency and get their turn as soon as possible."

Seeing that several middle-aged customers were about to cause trouble and accused a few young girls of jumping in line, Wei Ming had to satisfy the needs of these customers first and then deal with the new young customers.

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