The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 222 The Outbreak of Traffic

What's it like to have a technician worth a million?

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The video was posted at 8 a.m., and by the time Zhao Xiaochui saw it, it was almost 10 a.m. when the business opened.

Zhao Xiaochui was unaware of what this data meant. He casually scrolled through the comments section and was immediately amused by the lively scene.

"Taking it easy and slow? It was trending on social media recently, even among actresses! Olympic champion Chen Yanqing also mentioned it in her post-competition interview a couple of days ago!"

"Stop talking nonsense, you want to take it easy and slow, right? How do I make a reservation? Message me."

"Brother, I asked for you directly. This place is by invitation only. You can't get in even if you have money."

"I hereby declare that from today onwards, my new wife's name is Liu Li! Who agrees? Who disagrees?"

"I object to this marriage! Lili, for your sake, I'm going to become a security guard!"

“职业习惯，先逐帧查了一遍——1、门框透视正常无拉伸 2、地板反光符合柚木纹理 3、铜管敲击声频段真实（特意对比了自家德国龙头）……最离谱的是1分23秒转身时的臀部弧度，居然没！有！液！化！（摔耳机）这身材科学吗？？“

"Heh, another one trying to grab attention with her figure, guys, I'm reporting her! — Holy crap, is that waist-to-hip ratio real?!"

"With that figure... I feel like my 200,000 yuan dowry isn't enough."

@President of Liu Li's Global Fan Club: "Sisters! Our slogan is: When Lili smiles, life and death are unpredictable! We'll stand by Lili, we'll go crazy for Lili, we'll bang our heads against the wall for Lili!"

In the comments section, various verified business owners also joined in.
"General Manager Zhang of Jinmei Coal Mine": Xiaoli, Uncle's mine just finished building a hot spring resort.
"Dongguan Furniture King": Ignore the upstairs nouveau riche! Come to me and I'll give you 5% equity directly.
"Hangzhou Ma Xiaoyun": My secretary has contacted you. Please check your Alipay account for the large red envelope.

"Sure enough, going off-topic is what netizens excel at." Zhao Xiaochui laughed heartily.

This situation aligns with the business model: the individual becomes famous through a video, but the business's reputation suffers.

Zhao Xiaochui laughed so hard he almost fell over, and his hand holding the phone slipped, accidentally tapping the window display button.

The sales figures for the first two hours immediately appeared:
2299 yuan silk bathrobe: 87 pieces sold.

1362 thick fleece scarves with a cloud-like feel, priced at 489 yuan each.

A 59 yuan pure cotton handkerchief: Orders surged, and it showed "out of stock".

Zhao Xiaochui's smile froze on his face, his fingers stopped, and his eyes widened in shock.

"Two hours?" he muttered to himself, even doubting whether he had misread the decimal point.

"Are you surprised?"

Just then, Zhou Yaqin's voice came from beside her, and the old lady walked over, her high heels clicking on the floor.

"By using a top-tier service that is not accessible to the general public as a starting point, we have successfully transformed the emotions of 'longing' and 'desire' into enormous consumer power for concrete, purchasable 'lifestyle symbols'."

Dressed in an elite outfit, Zhou Yaqin casually tossed her limited-edition handbag onto the desk and gracefully sat down in the customer's seat.

"Turn our technological barriers into brand premium."

Zhou Yaqin tapped her fingertips lightly, referring to the results of the brainstorming session among the office elites over the past two days.

There are too few skilled technicians who can work at a relaxed pace. Those elites over 35 who are re-entering the workforce are planning to open up new career paths for their "good employers" in order to live up to their high salaries.

Thus, this short video and the quickly created shop window came about.

Of course, there was also Zhou Yaqin's report from the morning. "Currently on the market, a top-tier luxury spa costing 3,900 yuan can shut out 99% of potential customers. They yearn for it, but they hesitate and wait and see."

"How about taking it easy and slow?"

The old lady stared intently at Zhao Xiaochui, her eyes filled with appreciation, affection, and admiration.

"On the first floor, apart from the old neighbors, I won't guess what you're up to by using medical records as a threshold and a key."

"Second floor, lowest price 8888! That shuts out 90% of the remaining customers."

What if a customer looks for you?

After hearing Zhou Yaqin's question, Zhao Xiaochui thought for a moment and replied, "As for the second floor, to use Sister Xiaoning's words—I have a pricing monopoly. What customers are buying is not a massage, but health and a significant improvement in the quality of life. Its value is priceless!"

Hearing Zhao Xiaochui use some 'professional' terms, Zhou Yaqin smiled with satisfaction, then spread her hands:
"So, top-tier customers who enjoy priceless services do so for exclusivity, while those who spend two thousand or four hundred on linens do so for a sense of participation."

"Little Hammer, wealth doesn't just belong to the 1%. High-income earners, business owners, financial elites... even urban white-collar workers willing to pay in installments for their 'dreams' should all be our customers!"

Zhao Xiaochui thought for a moment and nodded: "These people can be sold."

“No!” Zhou Yaqin shook her head, her tone becoming serious. “It’s everyone. Including the students, the newly hired interns, and the fans who just came to watch the fun. They have limited budgets, but we must satisfy their sense of participation! That 59-yuan scarf was prepared for them.”

He hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "Sister Zhou, it's best to stock fewer of these kinds of products in the future. And don't encourage people to spend money on short videos, after all... making money isn't easy."

As soon as he finished speaking, the studio fell silent.

Zhou Yaqin glared at him, and Zhao Xiaochui glared back without giving an inch.

"Business is business, why play the victim?" Zhou Yaqin retorted sarcastically.

Zhao Xiaochui retorted, "I'm not short of money! I pay everyone a good salary and benefits, so what if I'm a little capricious!"

"Pfft~" Zhou Yaqin couldn't help but laugh, got up and stepped forward to rub Zhao Xiaochui's head, "Okay, whatever you say."

Zhao Xiaochui chuckled, then, as if struck by a thought, asked in confusion:
"Aunt Zhou, can Qian Yuzhe handle these sales volumes?"

"..."

Zhou Yaqin was so flustered by the question that she couldn't catch her breath, and the scene fell silent again.

This reaction made Zhao Xiaochui realize that he had asked a stupid question.

Seeing Zhao Xiaochui's appearance, Zhou Yaqin couldn't help but ask, "Xiaochui, have you really never experienced the harsh realities of life?"

Zhao Xiaochui scratched his head: "I started working as a bricklayer after graduating from junior high school, and I also worked as a food delivery driver. After I finished studying those professional books, I came here through a fellow villager's introduction."

If we're talking about being brutally beaten by society, no one has ever beaten me as badly as I have.

At this point, Zhao Xiaochui lowered his head, his voice becoming much softer. He looked down at his toes.

"Honestly, the country has been very good to me. They supported me until I graduated from junior high school, and afterwards they never let me be homeless, hungry, or cold. As long as I work hard, I can sometimes even have a good meal!"

Hearing Zhao Xiaochui's words, Zhou Yaqin felt as if she had been struck hard in the softest part of her heart. She hugged him and remained silent for a long time.

(End of this chapter)