Nangong Yue'e said that she didn't think much about it at first, but Nangong Mo kept telling her how good Young Master Qian was, how Young Master Qian was like this, and how Young Master Qian was like this.

He also joked about wanting to recruit him as a son-in-law, which made her embarrassed for a long time, but she eventually started to pay attention to him.

Yang Qianqian lamented, how many relationships are caused by gossip hype...

Fortunately, Nangong Yue'e is an open-minded woman. If someone like "Guo Fu" came, she really wouldn't know how to face it.

Under the surprised gazes of everyone in the Nangong family, Nangong Yue'e abruptly changed his name from "Mr. Qian" to "Brother Qian", and the marriage naturally fell through.

But Nangong Mo couldn't understand why his daughter, who was so angry and sad just now, suddenly changed her temper and acknowledged Yang Qianqian as her elder brother.

However, he has always been interested in Yang Qianqian's methods of coaxing his daughter.

However, Nangong Yue'e seemed to have colluded with Yang Qianqian and refused to say anything.

But since his daughter is fine, Nangong Mo is happy to have some free time and no longer cares about their children's affairs.

The days passed slowly, and the decoration of the beauty center was finally completed. The medicine cabinet took up half of the lobby, and all the necessary items such as small scales and pestles were also ready.

Lu'er and Ruyue are naturally the best candidates for the shop assistants, and the account book is currently managed by Yang Qianqian.

In the past few days, the news that she cured the eldest daughter of the Nangong family has gradually spread in the capital, especially in the upper class. People have lined up to get numbers early, waiting eagerly for her shop to open so that they can buy some so-called "beauty bible".

Of course, these were all made up by Nangong Mo. Yang Qianqian made a plaque and hung it up, which listed the main treatments: burns and scalds, dark skin with spots, and removal of new and old scars...

There were probably no less than a hundred kinds of diseases listed. She was afraid that the ancient people would not understand the modern terms, so she thought about it for many days and corrected many words before she made this sign. As a result, she couldn't even sort out the accounts of the medicines she had purchased in the past few days.

It really wasn't possible for her to handle so many things on her own. As a manager, she still needed a few capable assistants to help her with her work.

Has anyone ever seen a president personally handle the financial affairs?

So when the plaque was hung up, a recruitment notice was also posted.

Judging from the current situation, we don’t know how the business will be, so there are only two employees for now. If the business is booming and we can’t handle it, we can hire more.

The most urgent task should be to hire a financial officer, uh, in ancient times it should be called an accountant.

Yang Qianqian thought of Fan Zhi who worked in Prince Shen's Mansion before, and recalled that she had thought that if she wanted to recruit an accountant, she would not hire someone like that. Unexpectedly, after only a few months, she actually started recruiting.

The current market price for an accountant is eight taels of silver a month. Her store belongs to the Nangong family and it is quite large.

Although she didn't know how the business would be, with Nangong Mo's promotion, she believed that it wouldn't be too bad, so Yang Qianqian offered a high price of ten taels of silver.

Then he thought about it and realized that this price was even less than the monthly salary of a maid in Prince Shen's mansion. It was really sad to think about it.

When this price was posted, it naturally attracted a lot of competition.

The capital is a rich place, but it is also a place where many people linger. Many students wait here to take the imperial examination held every three years. Those who fail are ashamed to face their hometown elders, so they stay here, find something to do, and spend three years before taking the exam again.

Most of the people who came to apply were so-called "students", but Yang Qianqian did not dare to recruit them.

After all, she didn't just want to run this shop for three years and then sell it. If those students passed the imperial examinations, who would care about her name as the owner of a beauty center?

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