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Chapter 62 First Sister Song Wenting!

"Sister Han, what is the situation in the beauty club now?" Zhou Wenbin quickly emerged from the grief of losing 15 million yuan in annual salary. He must have some destiny. He must have a good attitude, otherwise wouldn't he be able to get along with himself?

And even if God gives him the opportunity to make him choose again, he will refuse a tens of millions of annual salary and choose to stay in the blank. Who makes him regard money as... Well, the real reason is that he is reluctant to part with Sister Chen and Sun Xiaoping, and if he has a system in mind, he will sooner or later become a rich man.

Han Xinyi sighed lightly and said, "It's not good. The old members have lost nearly 60% of them, and the new members have no sales at all. The turnover has barely reached the previous level of 30%. I have to lose a lot of money every day. I tried to do everything I can, but it turned out to be no effect. If this continues, the club may go bankrupt within three months."

"The situation is worse than I expected!" Zhou Wenbin couldn't help frowning. Unlike the blank cafe, he had no idea about the beauty club. How could he help the beauty club through the difficulties? He had no idea at all.

Han Xinyi nodded and smiled bitterly: "Wenbin, tell you the truth. Even with the help of you, the top pastry master, the chances of the beauty club to overcome difficulties are probably less than 40%.

"Sister Han, I'm not just a top pastry master." Zhou Wenbin waved his hand and asked curiously, "Why has the beauty club become like this now? What did the insider do?"

"There are two insiders, one is the chef of the restaurant and the other is the senior beautician in the beauty department. The chef of the restaurant caused a collective food poisoning incident. The senior beautician deliberately used the wrong cosmetics when doing beauty treatment for customers, which caused the customer's skin allergies." Han Xinyi sighed again and said.

"No." Zhou Wenbin touched his chin and thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Although collective food poisoning and skin allergies are not trivial matters, it will not make the beauty club like this. Can you say that these two things are not as simple as they seem?"

"Yes, that customer with skin allergies is Song Wenting."

"Song Wenting? Who is it, is it very famous?"

Zhou Wenbin is from Tiannan City. If she doesn’t know Song Wenting, Han Xinyi didn’t find it strange. She nodded slightly and explained: “It’s very famous. Sister Ting is the undisputed number one sister in Nanling City. She has a great influence in Nanling City. The beauty club can be today thanks to Sister Ting’s help.”

After pausing, Han Xinyi continued: "Sister Ting's skin allergies this time are quite serious. Although it has not reached the level of disfigurement, it will take at least a few months to completely recover. In other words, my relationship with Sister Ting is good, so she gave me face and did not pursue it, otherwise the club would have closed now."

"Since Song Wenting has not pursued it, why..." Zhou Wenbin reacted quickly, nodded and said, "I understand. Although Song Wenting has not pursued it, it is completely impossible to say that she is not angry at all. So she will definitely not go to the beauty club again. If she doesn't go to the beauty club, it means that this matter has not been translated yet. Those who know her identity will naturally not go to the beauty club again."

"That's right."

"So, if the beauty club wants to overcome the difficulties smoothly, Song Wenting is the key. If you can't handle her, it will be useless for us to do anything, right?"

"right."

Zhou Wenbin took out the cigarette and a portable ashtray and asked Han Xinyi with his eyes. After seeing Han Xinyi nodding, he lit a cigarette and smoked, his brain quickly ran.

How to deal with Song Wenting?

With beauty skills, it is not difficult to cure allergies, but this alone is obviously not enough, and additional compensation is required, otherwise Song Wenting may not be relieved.

By the way, superpowers, this mission system also gave him a superpower - the primary time regression!

Zhou Wenbin hurriedly called out the virtual screen and opened the character attribute bar.

Initial time regression (only acting on local skin of the human body, and not affecting muscles, fat, or internal organs): When using it, you need to touch the local skin with both hands. One second can regress for one day and five seconds can consume a little mental power.

That's it!

Zhou Wenbin was very excited. Time went backwards. Using this ability, he could definitely deal with Song Wenting.

No woman doesn’t want to become young, and Song Wenting is no exception. As long as you use time to make her a few years younger, everything will be OK!

"Sister Han..." Zhou Wenbin wanted to tell Han Xinyi that he had a way to deal with Song Wenting, but as soon as he spoke, he suddenly thought of a problem. Time regression is indeed very good, but if Song Wenting had just had plastic surgery not long ago, time regression would be useless.

Han Xinyi looked at Zhou Wenbin with some confusion: "What's wrong?"

"Sister Han, Song Wenting hasn't had plastic surgery?" Zhou Wenbin asked nervously.

Han Xinyi waved her hand: "No."

"Can you be sure?" Zhou Wenbin was still a little worried.

Han Xinyi smiled and nodded: "Can you be sure, Wenbin, don't forget what I did. If Sister Wenting had plastic surgery, I wouldn't be able to see it. Moreover, Sister Wenting and I have known each other for more than five years. Since I met her, her appearance has not changed. Well, it can't be said to be completely out of the blue. Since the beginning of the previous year, Sister Wenting's face has wrinkles, crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, and wrinkles on her neck are particularly obvious. By the way, I have also seen Sister Wenting's previous photos, and those photos can prove that she has not plastic surgery."

"That's good." Zhou Wenbin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. As long as time goes back, it's enough to use it. With this big killing weapon, there is no reason why Song Wenting can't be dealt with!

Han Xinyi asked curiously: "Wenbin, why did you think of asking this?"

"It's nothing, just ask casually." Zhou Wenbin shook his head, and then said excitedly, "Sister Han, I have a way to deal with Song Wenting!"

"Really?" Han Xinyi was a little unbelievable. She had been running to Song Wenting's house many times in the past few days, apologizing, giving gifts, and saying good things. She had tried all the ways she could think of, but the results were only a small amount. Zhou Wenbin thought of a solution before he even finished smoking a cigarette. How could this be possible!

Zhou Wenbin nodded vigorously: "Really!"

"What the hell is this?" Han Xinyi's curiosity was immediately aroused when she saw that Zhou Wenbin was not joking.

Zhou Wenbin shook his head slowly: "Keep confidential for the time being."

"..." Han Xinyi wanted to hit someone a little.

Zhou Wenbin pinched the cigarette in his hand: "Sister Han, you have a good relationship with Song Wenting. It should be no problem to take me to see her, right?"

"Well, that's fine." Han Xinyi nodded. If it were someone else, it might not work, but Zhou Wenbin could do it. As a top pastry master, almost no woman would be reluctant to see him.

Zhou Wenbin suddenly thought of something: "Sister Han, how is your competitor now?"
Chapter completed!
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