By the time I reached thirty, I hadn't managed to provide any of the happiness I wanted for my wife. I also still couldn't become the support my parents relied on. At this turning point in my fate, my income suddenly began to increase randomly. (A daily life tale in a wealthy family setting, featuring a single female lead and no harem.)
He had suddenly become wealthy.
Next, he didn't plan to operate daily.
Instead, following tradition, he would open once every seven days, thrilling four times a month; every day was a good day.
With continuous good news on his side, his sister Chen Qi had finally managed to invite her former manager over.
She was a 28-year-old young woman. The reason she was considered young was mainly due to her petite appearance, not seeming like the type of decisive leader.
The phrase "do not judge a book by its cover" had been fully proven by Mr. Ma.
It had taken over a month for Chen Qi to arrange a meeting with her.
According to her introduction, the girl had started learning beauty care at sixteen.
By seventeen, she had become an A-level beautician, essentially a pillar of the salon.
In the following three years, she worked her way up from beautician to consultant, manager, and now to the manager of a renowned beauty salon in Sha City.