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Chapter 59 Top-Tier Rich Woman Nursing Club
Inside Ning Meng's living room.

Meng Bai sat on the sofa, looking around.

This was his first time visiting Ning Meng's home.

With an interior area of ​​over 200 square meters, owning such a house in Shenzhen is a dream that many people can only dream of in their entire lives.

However, the richest person in Ning Meng's family is her eldest uncle.

After the demolition, his father started a company with his uncle and became a small shareholder.

The two brothers had a good relationship, but Ning Meng's aunt, cousins ​​and other relatives looked down on Ning Meng's family.

This is why Ning Meng had such a gloating attitude when she told him that her uncle's family lost money buying a villa.

That villa was bought by her aunt on her own initiative.

At the same time, it was also the reason why Ning Meng and Ning Le did not go to work at their family company; they simply couldn't stand the way their aunt looked at them.

"Come on, strategist, have some lychees." Ning Le carried a plate of fruit, stepped forward, and squeezed past Ning Meng to sit next to Meng Bai.

Seeing this, Ning Meng said helplessly, "We have important things to discuss."

"Isn't this a serious matter?" Ning Le said, peeling a lychee for Meng Bai in a very obsequious manner.

Just then, Wang Zhilin came out carrying a sliced ​​watermelon.

Looking at Wang Zhilin, Meng Bai inexplicably thought of Rosamund Kwan.

You know what, they do look a bit alike.

It seems that Ning Meng and Ning Le inherited Wang Zhilin's good looks.

In other words, while he was looking at Wang Zhilin, Wang Zhilin was also sizing up Meng Bai. To be honest, she didn't believe Ning Le's statement that "A Suan tried to pursue him but failed."

But now, I have some doubts.

This guy has grown up to be incredibly handsome.

Suppressing her own thoughts, she praised, "Xiao Meng, that jade of yours... uh..."

“Jade lotus root paste,” Ning Meng added.

"Haha, this name isn't good. I recommend it to Auntie. It should at least be something like 'Imperial Concubine's Pearl Dew and Jade Frost,' don't you think?" Meng Bai suddenly interjected.

Wang Zhilin was taken aback at first, then realized what he meant and burst into laughter.

Meng Bai then turned his head and said, "If we were to give this to the girl that Brother Le is pursuing, it would at least be something like a Pro-Xylane + Glutathione Molecular-Level Brightening Cream."

"Huh?" Ning Le was completely confused. "What glass anal-soothing eye cream?"

"Just kidding, it's just a name I made up, don't take it seriously." Meng Bai laughed.

Ning Le and Ning Meng didn't realize that Meng Bai's two jokes had already given him control of the conversation.

In fact, Meng Bai himself was unaware of this.

This is just his personal habit; it's muscle memory.

He then turned to Wang Zhilin and asked, "Auntie, do you usually have a lot of cosmetic procedures done?"

“My mom has spent a lot of money on this,” Ning Meng said.

"I've heard that many effective cosmetic procedures are actually uncomfortable to experience. For example, thermage (light-based), minimally invasive injections and fillers, and chemical peels all cause discomfort."

“That’s true.” Wang Zhilin nodded. “Some procedures even have a recovery period. This ointment of yours works quickly and doesn’t cause any discomfort. It’s really amazing.”

After saying that, she asked curiously, "Xiao Meng, do you know how long it can last?"

"If someone else asked me, I would definitely exaggerate the number. But since you asked me, to be honest, I don't know," Meng Bai first tried to establish a connection.

He then added, "But it's probably related to age, skin condition, and lifestyle habits. Perfect, you and Ning Meng can be used as a comparison." "You know what, my mom's changed more than mine," Ning Meng suddenly realized.

The effects of the lotus root paste on Wang Zhilin were indeed more significant.

This is normal, because as you get older, you have more problems, and you also have more opportunities to improve.

Of course, the older you get, the faster the effects will disappear.

"Xiao Meng, are you planning to sell this in the future?" Wang Zhilin asked again.

"It's not that I want to sell it in the future, it's the reason why Ning Meng and I resigned from our previous company, that we planned to start a business with this." Meng Bai's lies came out of his mouth without hesitation.

He didn't mention Su Xintang either, because from Ning Meng's parents' perspective, how could a couple who were helping their daughter start a business get along well in the future?

Will they form cliques and exclude others?

After hearing Meng Bai's words, Ning Meng glanced at him but did not refute them.

She genuinely felt this was a huge business opportunity, regardless of how long it would last; there were ways to sell it long-term and short-term.

Those "emergency face masks" are selling very well.

It's not necessary for everyday use, but it's essential for going on stage, appearing on camera, or attending important events, all in order to quickly improve the condition of your skin.

Wang Zhilin then asked, "So you're planning to apply for a 'makeup' license?"

"No, this lotus root paste is purely handmade, and the production is quite limited. We can't sell it on a large scale as a skincare product; we have to do it like a high-end medical aesthetic project."

For example, if we were to do it for someone else, we couldn't just apply it to their body and wash it off after two hours like you and Mengmeng do.

The service needs to be extended. For example, start with a 20-minute medicinal bath, then get an oxygen chamber for oxygen therapy, and maybe add some other fancy touches.

At this point, Meng Bai paused for a moment, then continued, "Extending the service duration is one aspect, but the packages also need to be differentiated, such as full-body care and partial care, according to different levels."

Most importantly, the sales chain needs to be extended. Should we just give the customer the service as soon as they walk in? No, we can't. We need a membership system and a referral system. We need to tell the customer first that this is a customized project based on each individual's situation.

It's like those DNA masks from overseas—completely useless, yet they sell packages for hundreds of thousands a year. So, our project requires a trial first. If it doesn't work, we're sorry, we can't serve you at this time.

"How do we try it?" Ning Meng asked, puzzled. Ning Le and Wang Zhilin were also listening intently.

"Skin test, do you remember when you just used it and your skin was two different colors? We'll use diluted lotus root ointment and find a hidden spot for the customer to test the effect. It's free, and it's more effective than any sales pitch."

Without waiting for a reply, he continued, "Furthermore, we can't let everyone experience the effects. It's like a group of people coming together."

That means it has to work for some people and not for others, creating a difference. Then tell them, "This is Formula 9," without explaining what Formula 9 is.

At that time, those who benefited from the treatment would feel superior, believing that it was because of their good foundation, and would inevitably spend money to maintain this sense of superiority.

If it doesn't work, comfort her and say you'll prepare a new formula for her and let her know when it's ready. Do you think she'll keep thinking about it after she goes home?
How would she feel if she saw her fellow travelers getting better and better? She'd be so anxious and would urge us to quickly come up with the new formula.

Then we'll pull out seven or eight more recipes for her to try, and subtly mention that the cost isn't low, but we'll still charge the original price. She'll still have to remember our favor.”

The call was over.

Ning Meng and Ning Le stared with their mouths slightly open, unsure of what to say.

As a long-time client of cosmetic surgery, Wang Zhilin's eyes lit up more and more, and she felt that the more she listened, the more promising it seemed.

Of course, the main reason is that the lotus root paste is a tough product.

It is indeed useful.

If it works, everything is negotiable.

It's useless; no matter how many fancy tricks you try, it's all in vain.

Seeing that they were digesting the information, Meng Bai changed the subject and said to Ning Le, "Brother, do you think the girl you're pursuing would like to come and experience this once our high-end nursing club opens?"
Why bother sending her lotus root paste? Would she even understand how to use it? Let her experience a service reserved for the wealthiest women in Shenzhen; that's far more effective than giving her a porcelain jar.

(End of this chapter)