The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 239 Comfort

"Hey, why is there a shop window?" The male college student made another discovery, and then realized what was happening and tapped the bottom of the screen with his finger.

A simple yet sophisticated product showcase popped up.

"Holy crap! They actually sell things!" one student exclaimed.

"Selling...towels? Bathrobes?"

"Wait a minute... am I seeing things?" The male college student's eyes widened as he pointed at the screen, his voice trembling slightly. "This small square towel... 58 yuan? This bath towel... 458 yuan?!"

This price is utterly unbelievable for ordinary college students like them. Why would a towel cost over four hundred yuan? Is it edged in gold?
However, when his gaze fell on the sales figures, he froze.

The small, unremarkable handkerchief priced at 58 yuan had two bright red characters prominently displayed in the lower right corner of the product image: "Sold Out".

Below it, a line of small print clearly reads: [Pre-sales open, monthly sales 10+]

The male college student's mind went blank for a full three seconds. He instinctively pulled out his phone, opened the calculator, and his fingers trembled as he typed in a few numbers: 58 x 100000…

When that long string of zeros appeared on the screen, he gasped, nearly dropping his phone into the boiling hot pot.

“5…5.58 million…” he muttered to himself, his voice hoarse, as if someone had choked him, “just this little towel…”

This number, even more so than the previous 1980 million views, was like a bombshell, exploding in the hearts of all the students.

If the viral video brought them excitement and novelty, then the staggering sales figures completely overturned their understanding of "making money."

Traffic is a sickle used to harvest wealth.

Liu Li is one of the sharpest among them.

An eerie silence fell over the entire table. The university students exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with shock and confusion…

In the dead silence, Guo Ruixue's gaze never left Zhao Xiaochui.

However, Zhao Xiaochui was also stunned by the new data.

The college students are also unable to view this new friend with normalcy for the time being.

So the late-night snack ended early.

Since the Ghost Fire Guys were still recovering from their injuries, and Zhao Xiaochui was worried about the college students who were drunk, he personally took them to school without their late-night outing.

Along the way, Zhao Xiaochui didn't tease Guo Ruixue as usual, but instead discussed the changes in her figure with her in an almost professional tone.

Speaking of which, this beautiful and charming school beauty, Guo, is also a masterpiece created by his "golden touch".

If she persists in exercising and fully sculpts her hip curves, her future appearances on short videos will likely be no less impressive than Liu Li's.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaochui couldn't help but recall the image of Guo Ruixue being the center of attention in front of the camera.

However, he immediately shook his head to himself. Given Guo Ruixue's family background, her parents would never allow her to do such a public thing.

He couldn't help but feel a little sorry for the netizens, but this regret was mixed with a sense of unique joy.

After all, those perfect curves are something others can't even admire from afar through a screen, but he can touch them with his own hands... no, I mean "adjust" them.

"Then... goodbye."

At the school gate, the college students tacitly walked ahead, while Zhao Xiaochui scratched his head, smiled sheepishly, and said goodbye to Guo, the school beauty.

Guo Ruixue tried hard to hide the reluctance in her eyes: "I know you're busy, but you should also take a break from work. Let's meet up again when we're free?"

His tone carried a barely perceptible expectation.

"it is good!"

Zhao Xiaochui didn't know why, even though he had mentioned Liu Li during the late-night snack, Guo Xiaohua still acted this way.

He nodded, glancing at her buttocks: "Don't forget to exercise. Once the effect diminishes, don't book the second floor anymore. Just text me and I'll send you the invitation code for the first floor."

Guo Ruixue nodded emphatically, a bright smile spreading across her face: "Mmm~"

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"Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get."

Zhao Xiaochui doesn't like sweets, nor does he like this saying, but he agrees with changing it because he never knows what the next woman he meets will be like.

A busy and exciting day has come to an end. For Zhao Xiaochui, it was an information-overloaded day; he knew that several new companies would soon be registered under his name.

The jobs, livelihoods, health, and even the future of countless employees will weigh heavily on his shoulders.

However, these thoughts lingered in his mind for a moment before he actively dispelled them.

He was very clear about his role: a massage therapist with magical techniques.

Company management, capital operation, market competition... these are not his expertise.

Professional matters should be left to elites like Zhou Yaqin to handle.

Having figured this out, Zhao Xiaochui instantly felt relieved. All he had to do was return to his job and serve each customer properly, step by step.

This is the true contact.

So in the days that followed, Zhao Xiaochui returned to his old ways.

The only difference is that the breakfast delivery to the chubby receptionist is gone, but there's more leisure time to ride around on the Rocket 3.

In the morning, I guided the morning exercise mutual aid group in practicing the "Six-Character Formula," practiced the revised version of "Eight Pieces of Brocade," and explored the "Mawangdui Guiding Techniques."

Since the female academic star couldn't practice, he would occasionally ride his Rocket 3 to that coffee shop full of English letters for a light breakfast. Sometimes, he would bring a few portions for Lao Gu and the others so they could try to make them.

The addition of several senior-level employees to the breakfast shop filled him with anticipation for the future free cafeteria.

Before starting work, he would look for Lao Qin and Ma Jinfang. Only when they were behaving themselves could he work with peace of mind. If he found the two of them acting suspiciously, he would be on edge for a day, fearing that the two of them would get into a fight with Six Fingers.

Of course, he wouldn't forget the most dangerous presence.

So when he was working on the first floor, he would bring Yangyang, who was five years old and dared to shoot, with him. During the summer vacation, the university students had enough time and ability to tutor him in his preschool studies.

He enjoys this kind of life without trouble or surprises.

He was delighted that every customer recovered their health, and even happier about the growth in his bank account balance.

He also completed all of actress Wang Churan's treatment, and the rehabilitation diagnosis he posted on Weibo made the actress and the relaxed, slow-paced lifestyle trend on social media again.

While shaping her persona, Wang Churan also gave "free" publicity to the "Relaxed and Slow Travel" brand. Although she didn't mention names, those who needed to know already knew.

Oh, it shouldn't be considered free, but rather paid.

After recovering her health, Wang Churan finally made an appointment with top-notch technician Guoguo for a spa treatment, a specially blended essential oil treatment, and ten bottles of essential oils.

In other words, Wang Churan spent millions of yuan to promote the business.

Why is there a limit of ten bottles per purchase?

The actress, who earns a lot through easy access to resources, doesn't care about 'this small amount of money' at all.

"Because the breathing frequency you experience from one service will disappear after you've used ten bottles of essential oil."

This was Zhao Xiaochui's perfunctory answer.

Why are your skin-rejuvenating and whitening products so effective?

"Because through our techniques combined with the effects of essential oils, we can significantly shorten your skin's metabolic time."

This is Zhao Xiaochui's scientific answer.

These two sentences instantly spread throughout a specific circle of friends.

This circle of friends certainly included Jiang Ying; her treatment was down to one last, albeit unnecessary, session.

The fact that this strong woman is delaying her diagnosis at Peking Union Medical College Hospital must mean she's up to some kind of 'scheme'.

There's also been no word on Yu Xiaoning's "big boss" position.

Zhao Xiaochui was unaware of the situation. He continued working methodically, patiently waiting for news from the two women.

So, when he received news of the establishment of his two new companies, both women wrote to him at the same time.

The requirements are the same:
Door-to-door service!

(End of this chapter)