After all, Maupassant is a businessman and a very smart businessman. He just promised Chen Xuan to build 50 Baozhitang branches in major cities in France. First, to thank Chen Xuan for saving his daughter Sophia, and second, to see Chen Xuan's medical skills so superb, it is not unreasonable to open a traditional Chinese medicine clinic in France with Chen Xuan's name.
That's why I promised so readily.
But now Chen Xuan requires that the ownership and profit of the branch belong to him, and he is also assigned by the branch manager, which makes Maupassant hesitate.
In this way, he basically couldn't get any benefits from the 50 branches, which was that he just helped Chen Xuan work.
He is a super rich man with a net worth of tens of billions of dollars, helping a Chinese traditional Chinese medicine practitioner to work purely, which violates the principle of capitalists chasing capital and profit.
However, thinking that Archbishop Feilin respects Chen Xuan very much and regards Chen Xuan so highly, that is to say, Chen Xuan is more valuable than an archbishop who is respected by millions of people.
In the end, Maupassant gritted his teeth and decided to agree to establish the funds for 50 branches, which was regarded as pure investment in Chen Xuan.
He is a businessman, capitalist, and also a world-class gambler who pursues high risks and high returns! A bet on Chen Xuan may bring him more than 50 traditional Chinese medicine clinics.
"Doctor Chen, I unconditionally agreed to all the requirements you mentioned. Starting tomorrow, I will ask my business team to draw up a plan and promise to complete the establishment of 50 Baozhitang branches within one year."
Maupassant said this very solemnly.
Western doctors such as Nava did not expect that the rich man in their country would agree to Chen Xuan's many almost unreasonable requests.
It's comparable to the unequal treaty of that year.
It can only be said that these Western medicine doctors have less vision and courage than Maupassant, and they have far underestimated Chen Xuan's value.
When Chen Xuan heard Maupassant's promise, he wanted to make further requests and change the establishment plan within one year to half a year. However, after thinking about it, Maupassant promised so readily and could not be too hasty to build 50 branches, so he nodded and said with satisfaction: "Mr. Maupassant, I am very happy that you can agree to all my requests, so I will wait for your plan."
He could not stay in France forever to supervise the establishment of a branch plan, so he could only read the plan and wait for a while before coming to inspect it.
"No problem, within three days, I will send you the complete plan."
Maupassant smiled and said, but he suddenly thought of a question, "By the way, Mr. Chen, I don't know how their medical skills are compared with you?"
The reason why I asked this question was because Maupassant remembered the imperial doctor in the capital of Huaxia who came to see his daughter last month.
At that time, the Chinese medicine doctor was helpless about his daughter's illness, so Maupassant was worried that the Chinese medicine doctor assigned by Chen Xuan was far inferior to Chen Xuan's level.
At that time, he will open 50 traditional Chinese medicine clinics, but the level of traditional Chinese medicine in the museum is not good. In addition to having no profit, his reputation will plummet, and even cause scolding from the people of France across the country. At that time, it will seriously affect his career. This is a chain reaction that must be taken seriously.
"Mr. Maupassant, don't worry, the Chinese medicine I assigned is definitely qualified to be the head of every Baozhitang branch, and I have taught my acupuncture to these Chinese medicine practitioners. At that time, you French people will be amazed by the magic of our Chinese acupuncture."
Chen Xuan said, showing a very confident smile.
After hearing Chen Xuan say this, Maupassant feels much more relieved: "I am very much looking forward to the day when your acupuncture technique shines in France."
Having said that, Chen Xuan had nothing to add. He nodded slightly and said goodbye to Maupassant.
Maupassant took his family members to send Chen Xuan and Qin Feixue to the gate of the villa, and then sent a car to take Chen Xuan and Qin Feixue back to the Versailles Academy of Fine Arts.
On the way, Chen Xuan saw that Qin Feixue was getting more and more sleepy, so he asked softly: "Feixue, do you want to sleep?"
"I don't know why, I suddenly felt very sleepy tonight."
Qin Feixue rubbed her eyes and tried hard to get up.
Chen Xuan felt something was wrong, so he immediately turned on his perspective divine pupil and checked Qin Feixue's body, but found no abnormalities.
It seems that Qin Feixue is just simply sleepy.
Therefore, he felt relieved for the time being.
"It's so late, you won't let your school dormitory enter, right?
We found a hotel to open a room to sleep.”
Chen Xuan suggested.
"ah?"
Qin Feixue's face turned red, and she felt that Chen Xuan seemed to have other ideas, "Chen Xuan, I..." "Haha, Feixue, have you misunderstood something?
What I mean by sleeping is simply sleeping, not to mention that when we were in Yancheng City, we had already slept in the same room once."
Although Chen Xuan said it seriously, there was inevitably some ambiguity in these words.
Qin Feixue couldn't help but become even more shy: "I didn't misunderstand anything... I'll listen to you."
Thinking of Chen Xuan coming to Barley to find her, he has been obedient to her, Qin Feixue also thought about listening to Chen Xuan for a while.
Moreover, she was so sleepy that she couldn't stand it anymore, and she just hoped to lie down in bed and sleep. It would take more time to go back to the school dormitory.
Seeing Qin Feixue agreeing, Chen Xuan asked the driver of Maupassant's house to take them to the nearest hotel.
When he arrived at the hotel entrance, Qin Feixue was already asleep in the car.
Seeing this, Chen Xuan shook his head slightly, smiled, then picked up the sleeping little girl and walked into the first floor of the hotel with the driver.
The driver took out a black gold card and handed it to the front desk, who immediately opened a luxurious suite.
Then the driver said goodbye to Chen Xuan respectfully.
Holding the room card and holding Qin Feixue's soft body, Chen Xuan quickly entered the luxury suite.
He put Qin Feixue on the big bed with a gentle movement. Looking at Qin Feixue's pretty and charming face and graceful figure, such a sleeping beauty couldn't help but not have any thoughts.
But he couldn't do anything extraordinary to this pure school beauties while Qin Feixue was sleeping soundly.
He just lowered his head and kissed Qin Feixue's delicate red and tender cherry lips.
Qin Feixue moaned in her sleep, then turned over, unconsciously avoiding Chen Xuan's kiss.
Chen Xuan smiled silently, pulled up the quilt to cover Qin Feixue's delicate body, then sat on the single sofa beside the bed, turned off the lights in the room, and began to think about the death hunting game tonight and the day after tomorrow.
On the first night he arrived in Paris, he experienced a series of bizarre things.
First, in the underground chapel of Area 18, it was discovered that the Demon Son could inject dark power into the person who was exposed to the blood through the blood left by the pagans, thereby controlling the person.