Chapter 928: Coming to the Door to Request Authorization
Chapter 928 -947: Coming to the Door to Request Authorization
After devouring her rice bowl, Qiuqiu brought out the spiritual power grading helmet and seized the spare moment to begin practicing.
Though the repetitive, mechanical training was boring, she had to admit that practice made perfect.
The first time was difficult, but after ten, a hundred, a thousand times, her Spirit Sea developed a kind of inertia, and her weightless spiritual power seemed to gain mass. She could perceive more and more details.
Whether the breaths were long or short, her breathing remained steady. With her spiritual power highly concentrated, Qiuqiu carefully divided her Spirit Sea, one portion after another.
She only opened her eyes when all the white lights lit up. Checking the results, the margin of error for the twelve portions of spiritual power had shrunk to under twenty percent.
Qiuqiu wiped the sweat from her forehead. She mused, “If I keep progressing at this rate, it will take another three to five months before I can master this skill perfectly.”
DING DONG. While Qiuqiu was lost in thought, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Startled, she set the helmet down and went to the door. She wondered, “Who would come here at this hour?” Glancing at the security camera, she was surprised to see it was Mei Lin. Qiuqiu opened the door.
“Hello, Ms. Jiang Qiuqiu.” Mei Lin looked rather formal.
Qiuqiu gave her a puzzled look. “What’s this about?”
“I’m here to talk business.” Mei Lin was dressed rather sharply today. With her bright, striking features and a makeup-free face, she looked every bit the serious businesswoman.
However—
“Business?” Qiuqiu asked curiously. “What kind of business do you want to discuss with me?”
A year or two ago, before Qiuqiu had become the Federal First Streamer and an S-class Spiritual Healer, she had been caught in a vortex of rumors. Back then, Mei Lin had spoken up for her out of a sense of justice several times. Later, when a rift formed between Little President Qian and the Qian Family, Mei Lin had also helped out. Through their subsequent encounters, Mei Lin’s passion, innocence, and goodness had left Qiuqiu with a very good impression of her.
Mei Lin pulled out her business proposal. “I think this is something with a lot of potential.”
The proposal looked quite thick—she had clearly come prepared. Qiuqiu glanced at the darkening sky, the falling snow outside the window, and the two sparsely dressed visitors. She stepped aside and said, “Come inside first, and we can talk.”
Once inside, the three of them sat on the sofas around the coffee table.
As Qiuqiu opened the proposal, Mei Lin immediately grew tense, feeling a bit embarrassed. She had drafted the document herself. Mei Lin was an expert at attending banquets, dancing, and picking out dresses, but this was her first time writing a business plan. The fear of making a fool of herself seemed to instantly drain half her entrepreneurial drive.
While she hesitated, a warm hand suddenly covered hers, sending a steady stream of heat. Mei Lin glanced at Jiang Xue beside her. His gaze was resolute as he nodded, his lips moving slightly.
“You can do this.”
Mei Lin suddenly felt a little more confident. Jiang Jiang was an outstanding student praised by all his teachers. If he said it was fine… it should be at least somewhat fine.
Qiuqiu skimmed the document, taking in ten lines at a glance. When she saw the core of the business plan, she was utterly shocked.
Uh.
A braised pork-scented perfume?
If this were the 21st century, showing up to a social event with your clothes reeking of braised pork would be considered incredibly rude. However, Mei Lin also presented highly upvoted comments and a recent survey she had conducted within the foodie community: “If a braised gugu meat perfume were released, would you buy it?”
The majority of respondents had said yes. The market demand was undeniable.
Mei Lin’s goal for this visit was to negotiate the licensing rights for Qiuqiu’s “scents,” after which a specialized team would be brought in to extract the fragrances.
Granting authorization wasn’t a big deal for Qiuqiu.
But—