My Wild Wife in Shanghai

What he lacks most right now is clients.

"How big is the big client you're talking about?" Chen Ye asked.

"Your net worth is over 100 million!" Song Yao said. "You have a very strong spending power. You once recharged over 500,000 yuan in one go at our store."

Chen Ye nodded, thinking to himself, "This client is indeed very big. Just securing one client like this will guarantee that my new sales performance will be in the top ten this month. In that case, my trip to headquarters is pretty much guaranteed."

However, there are also problems here.

Major clients are the key targets of each beauty institution, and they are not something you can poach just by trying.

Chen Ye tentatively asked, "Such a big client, how could we possibly poach them so easily?"

"Sure!" Song Yao said, her eyes sparkling. "We have a very good relationship."

Chen Ye sensed a lack of confidence in her tone, so he said, "How about this, you find a time to arrange a meeting with your client and bring me over for a talk. If, as you say, the client is interested in accepting the services of our Shanghai beauties, then you've passed the interview. Moreover, if you can secure this client, I can apply for early promotion for you, so you can start earning higher commissions sooner."

"Huh?" Song Yao was taken aback.

"What? Is there a problem?" Chen Ye frowned.

"No, no problem!" Having said that, Song Yao could only bite the bullet and say, "Okay, I'll go make an appointment with the client."

... ...

As soon as Song Yao left the Shanghai Beauty store, she called Wen Yu.

"I'm so angry!"

"What's wrong, Yao Yao?" Wen Yu asked.

"Your ex-boyfriend has absolutely no sense of chivalry!" Song Yao said angrily.

Song Yao didn't want to directly say that she was going to seduce Chen Ye, so she continued, "He wants me to help him find a client before he'll let me go to work."

"Don't you have a lot of clients? Just send one or two over!" Wen Yu asked.

"He wants big clients!" Song Yao said, "Big clients like An Nan."

"An Nan?" Wen Yu said, "That woman is incredibly arrogant!"

"Yeah! She never even looks at me properly." Song Yao frowned, pouting, "She's my only big client, what am I going to do?"

Wen Yu's eyes darted around, and she said, "Here's what you'll do: you arrange to meet An Nan and let Chen Ye talk to her. You don't say a word the whole time. If you can't reach an agreement, blame Chen Ye for not doing a good job and shirk your responsibility."

"Um, is this okay?"

"What's wrong with it!" Wen Yu said, "Chen Ye is a very responsible person. He messed it up himself, so he won't blame you."

"Wen Yu, didn't you say you still like him? Why are you digging a hole for him?" Song Yao chuckled.

"Oh, this isn't really setting a trap. He doesn't lose anything. Besides, wasn't I thinking of getting you a job at the store?" Wen Yu said. "We made a deal: if you go to work at the store, you have to find all sorts of opportunities to get close to him, bring us together, and help us get back together."

Song Yao smiled and said, "That's for sure."

"Then do as I say."

"good!"

... ...

Nighttime, Jiuxi Villa, Sheshan Tourist Resort.

The mountain wind howled, blowing through the carved stone corridor of Jiuxi Mountain Villa.

An Nan sat gracefully with her legs crossed on a mahogany chair, sipping a cup of floral tea.

She was wearing a cheongsam with a slit, her makeup was exquisite, and she had a great figure.

As a real estate tycoon with assets exceeding 100 million, the years have not left any trace on her face; instead, they have endowed her with a mature charm and proud aura that young girls simply cannot possess.

At that moment, Chen Ye and Song Yao were sitting opposite her.

Song Yao asked An Nan to meet her tonight. An Nan was originally busy, but her client drank too much, so she asked the driver to take the client home. She was bored at the resort, so she asked Song Yao to come over.

"What do you want to talk about when you asked me to meet?"

When An Nan spoke, she didn't even look up at Chen Ye and Song Yao.

"Mr. An, let me introduce you. This gentleman next to me is Mr. Chen Ye, the manager of the flagship store of Shanghai Beauty!"

Song Yao gave an irrelevant answer, then winked at Chen Ye.

Chen Ye said, "Hello, Mr. An, it's a pleasure to meet you."

An Nan frowned, and said impatiently, "I'm asking you, what do you want to talk about when you asked me to meet?"

"Oh, it's like this, Mr. An. I'm working at Shanghai Beauty Salon now, and I think it's much better than the Tianyuan Beauty Salon I used to work there, so..."

As they were talking, Song Yao quietly tugged at Chen Ye's clothes, signaling him to come and talk.

Chen Ye said, "Oh, it's like this, Mr. An, I'd really like you to come and experience our Shanghai beauties..."

"Experience? Ha!" An Nan said coldly, "Isn't it just a ploy to get me to spend money and take money out of my pocket?"

"Forehead!"

Chen Ye was speechless.

In front of a powerful and elegant lady like An Nan, he appeared somewhat naive and awkward.

"Oh!"

An Nan glanced at Chen Ye sideways, a disdainful sneer playing on her lips.

In her eyes, a man who works as a manager at a beauty salon is nothing more than a parasite who survives by pleasing rich women.

She hates men who live off women the most, just like she hates the good-for-nothing in her own home.

She stood up with a look of disdain, picked up her expensive handbag, and said coldly, "Let's go down the mountain. My car is taking a client. I'll hitch a ride with you. If you can't convince me on the way, then we're not meant to be."

"Yes, Mr. An!"

Chen Ye had no choice but to nod.

A moment later, the three arrived at the parking lot, and Chen Ye gentlemanly opened the back door for An Nan.

Just as he was about to close the car door, Song Yao gave him a wink.

In an instant, he understood.

"Mr. An, may I sit in the back with you and chat on the way?" Chen Ye asked.

After all, this is the last chance, so we must seize it.

"Your car is yours to use!" An Nan said indifferently.

From beginning to end, she never looked directly at Chen Ye and Song Yao.

Afterwards, she sat in the back seat, closed her eyes to rest, and exuded a cold aura that kept strangers at bay.

The atmosphere inside the carriage was oppressive and suffocating.

Song Yao took a deep breath, stepped on the gas, and the black SUV drove onto the winding mountain road and headed forward.

Chen Ye forced a smile and said, "President An, our Shanghai beauties offer special therapeutic services, guaranteed to satisfy you..."

"Manager Chen..." An Nan suddenly interrupted Chen Ye, coldly saying, "You're a grown man, spending all your time surrounded by women, making a living by pleasing them. Don't you feel suffocated? My husband, who's never home, may be a scoundrel, but he's still much better than a gigolo like you."

Years of unhappy married life have made her despise weak men.

Chen Ye frowned, not expecting the other party to be so impolite.

However, since the other party is a client, you have to control your temper.

"Mr. An, everyone has their own way of life. I make a living with my skills, I don't steal or rob. Your family is so big and powerful, you naturally look down on us little people," Chen Ye said.

"hehe!"

An Nan smiled faintly and continued to close her eyes to rest.

"ah!!"

Just then, Song Yao suddenly exclaimed and slammed on the brakes!

The tires screeched as they rubbed against the ground, the car shook violently, and then came to a quick stop.

"What happened?"

An Nan nearly bumped into the back of the seat in front of her due to inertia, and her pretty face immediately fell.

"The road is blocked!" Song Yao said.

At the bend ahead, several dead trees as thick as a thigh were blocking the entire narrow road.

"It was perfectly fine when we arrived!" An Nan said, frowning.

Suddenly, two dark figures darted out from the dense forest on both sides.

They wore black masks and held gleaming machetes, moving with lightning speed to surround the car.

"Chen Ye, the target Qing-jie ordered to be killed, is sitting in the back." One of them said, a cold glint in his eyes, "Kill him!"

"OK!"

The latter went to the car door and used a professional window breaker to smash the window.

boom!

With a loud crash, the rear window shattered, and countless shards of glass flew everywhere like rain.

"Ah!" Song Yao exclaimed in surprise.

Chen Ye reacted extremely quickly. The moment the glass shattered, he grabbed An Nan's head and pressed it down hard.

This action was to protect An Nan.

Unexpectedly, he used too much force and pressed An Nan's face against his crotch.

"Hmm!"

An Nan's mouth was instantly gagged, and she couldn't make a sound.