Peerless Little Divine Doctor: The Beautiful CEO Falls for Me

After Su Qingyan entered the room, she looked at the faded New Year picture hanging on the wall for a few seconds.

The New Year picture was in the style of the 1970s or 80s. The chubby baby in the picture was holding a big carp, and the colors had faded to just the general outline.

Several pieces of plaster have peeled off in the corner, revealing the yellow soil underneath.

She sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), her back very straight, her legs together and slightly tilted to one side, looking just like a big star being interviewed on TV.

Chen Yuanbao took out an enamel mug with the words "Model Worker" printed on it from the cabinet, rinsed it with boiling water, poured a cup of coarse tea, and handed it to the other person.

"Mr. Su, we don't have anything fancy at home, but you can have a drink."

Su Qingyan took the water vat, looked at the tea stems floating on the surface, and then smiled:

"Mr. Chen, you're too kind."

She picked up the enamel mug and took a small sip.

The gesture was just like how one would normally hold a crystal glass and drink red wine—very elegant, worthy of being on a magazine cover.

Chen Yuanbao watched from the side and burst into laughter.

Widow Liu stood at the door, unsure where to put her hand, and after a while said:

"Then...then shall I cook you two dishes?"

"No need, sister-in-law," Chen Yuanbao quickly waved his hand and said, "You come in and sit down too."

After hesitating for a while, Widow Liu finally brought over a small stool and timidly sat down at the doorway.

Assistant Zhou placed the black briefcase on the table and opened it with a "snap".

He took out the bound documents from inside and handed them to Chen Yuanbao with both hands:

"Mr. Chen, this is the letter of intent for cooperation written by our General Manager Su. Please take a look."

Chen Yuanbao took it and turned to the first page.

The document was filled with various clauses, such as "Party A and Party B," "equity distribution," and "profit sharing," which made him dizzy.

Although he had a breakthrough in his thinking a few days ago, these legal provisions are still a bit difficult for him to understand.

But he didn't show any fear, slowly turning the pages one by one, pretending that he was reading seriously.

Su Qingyan noticed that he was struggling, so she took the initiative to speak:

"Boss Chen, let me give you a brief introduction."

"you say."

"I came here this time," Su Qingyan said after putting down the enamel mug, "to cooperate with you and open a health center in the provincial capital."

"A health and wellness center?"

"That's right." Su Qingyan nodded and said, "We'll take the high-end route, catering specifically to the wealthy, socialites, and wives of the city's elite. I've already decided on the pricing; a single treatment will cost at least 50,000 yuan, and it will be a membership-based system."

Chen Yuanbao raised an eyebrow:

"Fifty thousand times?"

"Boss Chen," Su Qingyan smiled slightly and said, "you probably don't know much about people in the provincial capital. They spend 50,000 yuan on a treatment, which is the same as you buying a bottle of water for 50 cents. The key is whether it works, not the price."

Chen Yuanbao smacked his lips.

He had previously given Wang Fugui a few injections and made 100,000 yuan in one go.

At the time, it seemed like a lot, but now it seems like it's just the beginning.

"President Su, please continue."

Su Qingyan leaned forward slightly, her tone more solemn than before:

"Boss Chen, I want to tell you the truth. I didn't come here for myself."

"Oh?"

"There are many circles in the provincial capital," Su Qingyan said in a low voice, "and the wives in them all have powerful backers."

After they learned from me that you have this skill, they were all very interested.

Some have even expressed their willingness to pay high prices to have you treat them.

Widow Liu listened with her heart pounding.

The biggest number she'd ever heard in her life was about a family in the village whose son got married and the bride price was 188,000 yuan, a story that had been circulating in the village for three years. Now, beautiful women just throw around tens of thousands of yuan, and she felt her heart pounding in her throat.

After putting the contract back in its place, Chen Yuanbao gently tapped the table with his finger.

His mind raced.

Su Qingyan's suggestion was a great opportunity for him. With a stable place to live, he could stay in the provincial capital and interact with people from the real upper class. However, he couldn't be too hasty and had to maintain a certain level of composure.

He couldn't let Su Qingyan think he was a greedy country bumpkin.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuanbao raised his head and said with a smile:

"President Su, your suggestion is excellent. However, I have three conditions to meet."

Su Qingyan's eyes lit up:

"Please speak, Mr. Chen."

"First," Chen Yuanbao said, holding up one finger, "I'll only provide the technology, not the money. You'll cover all the start-up capital, venue, renovations, and other expenses for the health center. But I want a 40% stake."

Upon hearing this, Assistant Zhou frowned slightly.

Forty percent is a bit high for a partner who is "investing technology as equity".

However, Su Qingyan did not hesitate at all, and simply nodded and said:

"OK."

Chen Yuanbao was a little surprised, but he didn't show it, and continued:

"Secondly, you will be responsible for the location selection, decoration, and daily management of the health center. However, for major decisions, such as those involving major clients or brand direction, you will need to consult with me."

"That's only right." Su Qing nodded again.

"Third," Chen Yuanbao paused before continuing, "I still have a business to run in the village, so I can't stay in the provincial capital for long. I can only stay in the provincial capital for a maximum of fifteen days a month, and spend the rest of the time in the village. You have to accept that."

Su Qingyan looked at him, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

Most people who become rich overnight would want to move to the city to enjoy life immediately, but this young man from the countryside offered to spend half of his time in the village.

"Mr. Chen, may I ask why you want to stay in the village?"

Chen Yuanbao smiled and said:

"Because my roots are in the village."

For some reason, Su Qingyan paused for a moment.

She remembered that her father had said something similar when he left the village.

"Okay," Su Qingyan nodded. "I can agree to all three conditions."

Assistant Zhou immediately took out another contract from his briefcase; this was the final version. After adding the three conditions proposed by Chen Yuanbao, he printed two more copies and gave them to Chen Yuanbao.

Chen Yuanbao flipped through it and found no problems, so he picked up a pen and signed it.

Su Qingyan also signed the document.

After signing, Su Qingyan proactively extended her hand:

"Boss Chen, from now on we're partners."

Chen Yuanbao squeezed her hand:

"President Su, I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation."

Widow Liu watched intently from the side.

She had never seen such a scene before, where a multi-million dollar deal was decided in just a few minutes, faster than she could buy two cabbages at the market.