Chapter 179: Chapter 43 The Sixth Supporting Character Jiang Ziyan
"What’s up?" Xiang Yiren asked languidly.
Her hand firmly grasped Jiang Ziyan’s buttock. "He asked me if I had ever thought about leaving the gym to work elsewhere," Jiang Ziyan replied truthfully. "What did you say?"
"Of course, I don’t want to leave you, Sister Yiren," Jiang Ziyan said, sounding aggrieved.
"That’s good!" Xiang Yiren released her.
"But he said he could buy that beauty salon for me, and in the future, it would be our own private playground."
This statement tempted Xiang Yiren. The beauty salon she frequented wasn’t one of those places that were all show and no substance. It had genuine standards; otherwise, she wouldn’t have wasted so much money there. The prices were quite high, which was why its clientele was sparse. It was only surviving because of regulars like them. Otherwise, it would have gone bankrupt long ago.
"Did he really say that?" Xiang Yiren asked.
Jiang Ziyan knew instantly that Sister Yiren was interested. To be honest, I was very tempted too. That’s why I agonized over it for so long before finally bringing it up, she thought. I was trying to figure out how to convince Sister Yiren, and it seems this ’private playground’ idea is working quite well.
"Yes, that’s exactly what he said," Jiang Ziyan nodded affirmatively.
In reality, he had only mentioned buying the salon for her so she could strike out on her own. The rest was her own invention. Of course, it wasn’t a complete fabrication. Once the beauty salon was hers and she was the boss, her word would be law. So, in that sense, her statement wasn’t wrong. She had just made the promise a little prematurely.
Xiang Yiren didn’t need to consider it for long before she nodded in agreement.
"Zi Yan, you should agree to his offer. It’s not like you have much to do at the gym anyway.
"It’s nice for us sisters to be at the same place, but he owns so many businesses, and we only control one. That’s a huge loss for us. If we don’t take it, some other woman will.
"I support you. Go take over that beauty salon. It’ll be more convenient for our own treatments in the future, too."
As expected of Sister Yiren, Jiang Ziyan thought, filled with admiration. She’s so sharp. In just a moment, she came up with so many sound, convincing reasons.
"Should I go and tell him then?" Jiang Ziyan felt this matter couldn’t wait. Bedside whispers were most potent when you were actually beside the bed.
Sun Dasheng was a bit surprised by her return. He pulled the woman back into his arms and held her warmly. "What’s wrong? Want more? I thought you said you were spent?"
Jiang Ziyan blushed. "It’s not about that. It’s about what you mentioned earlier."
"What was that? Speak clearly, don’t talk in riddles," Sun Dasheng said, giving her backside a slap.
She silently cursed. Why are you two exactly the same? You both love to slap me there.
"It’s about the beauty salon."
"Oh, that? It’s no big deal. You could have told me tomorrow. There was no need to run all the way back here this late at night."
What seemed like a massive deal to her was obviously trivial in Sun Dasheng’s eyes. She gazed at him with pure admiration.
"Brother Sun, you promised me. Is your offer still good?"
"Of course. When I get to work on Monday, I’ll instruct the department below to begin acquisition negotiations."
"Thank you, Brother Sun!" She gave him a quick kiss and then beat a hasty retreat. She was completely spent for the night; there wasn’t a drop left.
「Monday morning.」
The first thing Sun Dasheng did when he got to the company was to instruct the investment department to acquire the beauty salon. As it turned out, the owners were also looking to sell, so the two parties struck a deal immediately. The beauty salon changed hands for a purchase price of fifteen million.
Jiang Ziyan’s status soared. She went from being a yoga instructor to the assistant manager of the main gym, and now, to the manager of her own beauty salon.
Her old colleagues from the gym all rushed to congratulate her. Those who didn’t know the inside story were filled with envy and resentment. Of course, those who knew the truth kept their mouths shut. They still had to make a living under the big boss. Who would dare spread rumors and risk their job?
Feeling exceptionally cheerful these past few days, Jiang Ziyan selected a few photos of the salon’s dazzling, magnificent interior, mixed them with some of her own beautiful selfies, and posted them to her social media feed.
Caption: Here’s to my new career! Time to work hard and make it happen!
The post was instantly flooded with likes and comments, mostly from old classmates and former acquaintances.
[Wow! You’d expect nothing less from our class belle! Congrats on your successful career, beautiful!]
66 likes.
[Zi Yan, you’ve made it big! Don’t forget us poor sisters who did yoga with you!]
88 likes.
[You must have snagged a sugar daddy, haven’t you, Jiang Ziyan?]
111 likes.
There were plenty of well-wishes and even more people looking to ride her coattails, but the snide comments were the most numerous.
Soon, the long-dormant university class group chat suddenly buzzed with activity. No matter what topic they discussed, it would somehow, intentionally or not, circle back to Jiang Ziyan.
She had been the class belle, arguably the most beautiful girl in their entire department. Whether she qualified as the campus belle for the whole university was debatable, since the school was just too big. Most people couldn’t even recognize all the girls in their own class, let alone vote on a campus belle. The whole concept was mostly nonsense anyway. Every guy has his own idea of who the campus belle is.
In any case, the success of the class belle, Jiang Ziyan, had stirred the group to life.
Before long, someone suggested that since it had been three years since graduation, perhaps it was time to organize a class reunion. If it weren’t for Jiang Ziyan’s recent success, no one would have brought it up. Everyone knew it was just an excuse to see if they could cozy up to someone influential.