Chapter 92 business plan solidifies
"They will definitely think we’re low-class and feel that we lack taste and respect for them," Lucy replied.
I pointed to the small private room over there. "We can set up private rooms for those wealthy ladies for one-on-one training, and we can also invite therapists. After they finish dancing, they can also do some therapy. This is much more profitable than just dancing."
"Do you want to go for the high-end route?" Lucy asked, her interest piqued.
"Half high-end. Without popularity, we will close sooner or later. Relying on those rich ladies alone, we can’t sustain the entire business." I smiled. "But we can have a mix of both. It’s like you’re a millionaire, but no one knows when you’re walking down the street. But if you’re wearing Prada, carrying LV, driving a Maserati in the crowd, everyone will envy you. Similarly, if high-end members come to our store and don’t feel superior, who will come?"
Lucy looked at me admiringly. "I didn’t realize it, but you’re quite insightful! I’ve been to those so-called high-end places before, and apart from the impeccable service, there’s really nothing special. On the contrary, I get a sense of superiority when I visit those more modest clubs."
"You see, you agree with me, right?" I smiled. "Let’s go; it’s time to talk to the property management."
Lucy nodded, then called the property management. After a long discussion, we settled on an annual rent of four hundred twenty thousand dollars, including property fees, of course.
However, the condition was to pay every six months or annually.
I directly paid a year’s rent, signed the contract, and stamped it with my and Lucy’s handprints.
I patted the contract and said, "Now, these two venues are ours."
Lucy also smiled. "5200 square feet. A very auspicious and festive number."