Quick Wear: The female supporting role saves the luck of the male supporting role and loses himself

"If you like children, Ms. Zhang, you can come and see them when you're free." Lin Yi continued massaging her hands, her voice gentle, "But Xiaoyu and Huanhuan are still young, so don't say weird things in front of them. I want them to have a carefree childhood!"

Lin Yi finally softened her heart. If the Kang family still resorted to plundering, she wouldn't be so easy to talk to.

After many interactions, Lin Yi found that Zhang Cuilan was indeed a reasonable person. It might be a good thing for the two children to have a grandmother who was truly kind to them.

When Zhang Cuilan heard this, she was so excited that she sat up suddenly and the mud mask on her face almost fell off.

Zhang Cuilan's eyes sparkled with excitement: "Xiao Lin, do you mean that I can see the two children?" When she asked this, her voice trembled slightly because of nervousness.

"It's fine for you and your husband to see the child," Lin Yi said clearly, "but I don't want anyone else to have contact with the child."

As Lin Yi spoke, she gently pushed Zhang Cuilan back onto the recliner and continued to apply a mud mask to her.

Lin Yi could accept Kang Jianxin and Zhang Cuilan's behavior, but she would never let that irresponsible father and that unreasonable old lady get close to her child.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Cuilan was not angry, but showed a look of guilt: "It's my fault that I didn't discipline my son well. I am a failed mother and don't want to be an unqualified grandmother anymore." Zhang Cuilan's voice became low, with deep loneliness.

Then he assured Lin Yi: "Don't worry, I will keep an eye on the old lady and make sure she doesn't disturb the children!"

Lin Yi smiled and nodded, continuing to focus on caring for Zhang Cuilan. Her technique was professional and gentle, which gradually made Zhang Cuilan relax.

Zhang Cuilan and the four wealthy ladies she brought with her all applied for membership cards, and each of them purchased products worth nearly 300 yuan.

These five customers alone brought in nearly 4,000 yuan in gross revenue, a figure that astounded Song Jiahui, who was working at the cashier. Even though she came from a well-off family and was well-informed, she was still shocked by the women's spending power.

Song Jiahui didn't notice the envious looks from the female customers on the first floor when Zhang Cuilan and her group came down from the second floor.

These ladies had an extraordinary temperament when they came in, attracting a lot of attention. At this moment, they were radiant and made up exquisitely, and they were completely different from when they first came in. They were simply walking advertisements.

Some female customers with better conditions have quietly approached the cashier counter, also wanting to experience the VIP service on the second floor.

After a busy day, Lin Yi, ten beauticians and two makeup artists borrowed from the photo studio were all so tired that they collapsed on the recliners on the first floor, not wanting to move at all.

Song Jiahui, on the other hand, was working energetically at the counter. After she finished counting the bills for the third time, she was finally sure that she hadn't made a mistake.

"Yiyi, guess how much we earned today?" Song Jiahui excitedly rushed to Lin Yi and asked mysteriously.

"There must be at least 7,000 or 8,000, right?" Lin Yi answered calmly, giving people a particularly calm feeling.

Song Jiahui didn't see the expected shock on Lin Yi's face, and said with some regret: "You guessed it right, the total income is 8,134 yuan! If we still have this kind of income tomorrow, our investment will almost be paid off!" Her eyes flashed with excitement.

However, Lin Yi's words poured cold water on her: "Half of the people who signed up for membership today are acquaintances. There won't be any more tomorrow. And the products you buy can only be used for two or three months at least. It's impossible to maintain today's performance in the short term."

Song Jiahui's good mood was slightly ruined, and she retorted angrily: "Even if there is no such performance, I expect to make back my investment within a month. This is much better than I expected!"

Lin Yi then realized that her reaction was a bit disappointing. After all, in her world, those e-commerce platforms' Double 11 sales often brought in hundreds of billions of yuan, so this amount of income was nothing.

Lin Yi quickly adjusted her mood: "This is indeed a good thing worth celebrating! Today, everyone will receive an extra 50 yuan bonus. Go back and rest early. Tomorrow will probably be busy too. After the excitement of the opening a few days has passed, Sister Hui and I will treat you to a big dinner!"

This bold speech immediately received warm applause. The youngest beautician timidly asked, "Sister Yiyi, can we really get the commission like you said?"

This question spoke to everyone's concerns. When Lin Yi first mentioned the commission, they hadn't paid much attention, considering their base salary was already high. But after witnessing the spending power of high-end clients, they were all tempted.

"Of course," Lin Yi answered affirmatively, "As long as the customer is negotiated by you, 3% of the total consumption will be your commission, and this will be valid forever!" This promise brought happy smiles to the faces of the ten beauticians.

After seeing off the beauticians, Lin Yi prepared to give each of the two makeup artists 70 yuan.

“Master, we can’t accept it,” the two men quickly declined. “We agreed to come here to help. Without you, we wouldn’t have the good life we have now!”

These two makeup artists were trained by Lin Yi for Zhou Chusheng. They were borrowed to help today. The original agreement was that they would be paid 50 yuan a day for their services, plus a 20 yuan bonus.

"If you don't accept what your master gives you, then what about what I give you?" Song Jiahui interrupted, "You are definitely the heroes today. Without you, the cosmetics department wouldn't have such good results!"

Song Jiahui was speaking the truth. Color cosmetics are targeted at high-end customers, and the profit margins are much greater than those for skincare. A rough calculation shows that the color cosmetics division's gross revenue is over 1,600 yuan, entirely thanks to the two makeup artists.

"Master, Sister Hui, you are treating us as outsiders by giving us money. We cannot accept this money no matter what!" The two insisted on their principles. Lin Yi smiled with relief, thinking that it was worth her generous teaching.

"You don't have to take the money," Lin Yi compromised, "then Master will give each of you a set of cosmetics and skin care products. Don't refuse again!" Seeing Lin Yi say this, the two finally accepted it with pleasure.

Just as Song Jiahui and Lin Yi were about to close the shop, Pei Jingping and Liu Chengsheng walked in. They both had excited looks on their faces, as if they had some good news to share.

Lin Yi and Song Jiahui looked at each other. They also had good news to tell them.