The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 244 Low-End Business War
Due to technician Liu Li's unexpected absence, Zhao Xiaochui, the store manager of Relax and Slow Travel, has experienced a sudden surge in workload recently.

The longest booking period for the relaxed and leisurely trip is two weeks, so Zhao Xiaochui will have to work at this intensity for another three or four days.

The absence of technicians is the responsibility of Xiaoshouxing. According to the compensation mechanism, Liu Li's customers can enjoy the services of chief technician Zhao Xiaochui at the original price.

However, the truly "unlucky" ones, besides Zhao Xiaochui himself whose income plummeted due to his inability to serve high-rollers, were the international high-rollers whose booking period was at most three days – they simply couldn't get a spot.

To make up for Liu Li's customers, Zhao Xiaochui closed the reservation portal after dealing with the wealthy customers who had made appointments.

It prioritizes serving its members!
In order to prioritize making up for Liu Li's customers, Zhao Xiaochui decisively closed the reservation portal after dealing with the VIP customers who had already made appointments, and devoted all her energy to membership services.

Therefore, if the "unique and customer-sufficient" business philosophy of Easy Slow Travel, outside of its core business, makes it seem out of place in traditional industries, and even "automatically" brings negative effects;

Within the core business, the competition for relaxed and leisurely travel is indeed the fiercest and most brutal business competition from industry giants!
Everyone could see that, given Easy Slow Travel's near-monopoly on technology and extreme scarcity, if left unchecked, all the high-end customers of large chains would be lost like a tidal wave.

This is a life-or-death business war, and the one leading the charge is Liuzhisheng Chain, backed by the "Ugly Donkey" Group. Its vanguard is the local Fatou branch.

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Ma Jinfang was pulling a silent cart along the wall. Her relaxed and leisurely pace gave her a superior status, earning her the respect of all the employees. As a result, all the countless recyclable waste generated by the store every day was neatly sorted and waiting for her to take it away and deliver it to the sanitation workers outside.

As long as the "three guarantees" (cleanliness, order, and safety) in front of the door remain in place, this measure will continue.

Outside the door, two sallow-skinned sanitation workers were already waiting under the scorching sun. Upon seeing Ma Jinfang, they immediately and eagerly offered their help.

"The boxes above contain slightly chilled lemon honey water and barley water. Please choose according to your needs."

Ma Jinfang specifically instructed her former colleagues.

Relax and Slow Travel has always provided free tea for people in special professions. Just tell the security guard at the entrance and they will bring it out anytime.

But it won't put free things at the door, because on Jinchan North Road, there are at least ten convenience stores and tobacco shops that also need to rely on cold drinks to keep their businesses afloat in the summer.

"Thank you, Sister Ma."

Ma Jinfang looked up at the blazing sun and said, "Don't be so polite, go back now."

"Sister Ma, please let me know if you need anything."

After seeing off her former colleagues, Ma Jinfang didn't rush back to the cool shop. She braved the scorching sun to approach Zhao Xiaochui's "Rocket 3" motorcycle, cautiously surveying her surroundings. In the shadow of the Rocket 3, Yangyang, who had sneaked out, was crouching.

"Did you find anything?" Ma Jinfang asked in a low voice, looking just like a spy making a rendezvous.

"Someone tried to poach the security guard, but he was fired."

"There are always people harassing customers who are leaving the store. I took pictures of those people with my smartwatch."

"A few elderly people were spreading rumors on the livestreamer's end. I overheard a couple of sentences. They said we were promoting feudal superstition and mythologizing the effects of massage; that our service was poor, the environment was unsanitary, and the prices were inflated," Yangyang reported the investigation in detail.

"There was also a clearly new guest who was being instructed something by two furtive people before he came in."

“A delivery guy who looked like an ugly donkey tried to hit my uncle’s motorcycle, but he turned and ran away after seeing me.”

"Someone even brought spray paint to spray the motorcycle, but I scared them away by brandishing a knife."

Ma Jinfang's expression hardened: "Why do you have a knife?"

Yangyang grinned and took out a plastic box: "An electric pencil sharpener. He ran away when he saw I wanted to hit him."

Ma Jinfang forced a smile and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Yangyang took out a notebook from his small bag, examined it carefully, and then said uncertainly, "There's an airplane statue at the entrance of Six Fingers School, does that count?"

"Yes!" Ma Jinfang nodded firmly. "But we've already ordered the flagpole and national flag. Tomorrow morning, our store's red flag will be flying high in the wind!" Yangyang's little face lit up with a smile upon hearing this.

Ma Jinfang continued, "How's Six-Fingered Man's business?"

"Their business is booming!" Yangyang's little face fell, and she replied unhappily, "They put Old Man Gu's picture on the storefront, claiming he was our former chief technician. If customers have our store's membership code, they can get a 40% discount."

"They offer a buy-one-get-one-free deal plus a free milk tea, and they partner with nearby gyms and beauty salons, recommending each other's customers." Under the scorching sun, little Yangyang pressed his small notebook against his ear, reading aloud word by word.

Although he didn't understand the meaning of many sentences, he read them very carefully, much more carefully than Zhao Xiaochui had made him study.

At such a young age, he already understood the principle that "fighting with others is endlessly enjoyable."

Ma Jinfang wanted to laugh, but the little boy's report made her increasingly serious. "They've really given them face, they're never going to stop~" Ma Jinfang sent a message with a gloomy face, "I'll have my old buddy catch a few dead rats tonight, and you can throw them in tomorrow morning."

"Okay~" Yangyang happily agreed.

"And one more thing."

"What's up?" Yangyang pointed in the direction of Six Fingers: "They're here."

Following Yangyang's gaze, Ma Jinfang saw two technicians dressed in six-fingered uniforms helping a man who clearly looked like a customer slowly walk towards them. The customer looked thoroughly satisfied, putting on a good show.

Ma Jinfang knew immediately what they were there for. "Are they going to pass by our door and show off their skills to others?"

“It’s even worse than that,” Yangyang said angrily. “It happens every hour. They come to our door and shout, ‘The people next door are so comfortable after their massage they can’t walk away.’”

"Damn it..." Ma Jinfang reached out to roll up her sleeves, only to realize she was wearing short sleeves. She strode forward, and Yangyang, seeing this, immediately followed closely behind with a fierce little face.

"What do you want?" The two, one big and one small, faced off against the three middle-aged men with six fingers, their imposing manner holding its own.

"Everyone goes their own way. What we do is none of your business," said the technician, disguised as the shop manager, in a gloomy tone.

Ma Jinfang stared at him with the same sinister expression: "You think you're so great? Believe me or not, we'll blow you up again."

"You can try."

"Let's give it a try, Yangyang~"

No sooner had she finished speaking than Yangyang suddenly leaped into the air. Ma Jinfang turned her head in a daze, only to find that Zhao Xiaochui had picked up Yangyang. So, she quickly lowered her head and acted like a quail, no longer displaying her arrogant and domineering demeanor from before.

Zhao Xiaochui picked up Yangyang, not scolding him, but instead took out sunscreen and carefully applied it to his little face. Then she handed him to Ma Jinfang: "Aunt Ma, go back to work."

With her head down, Ma Jinfang replied softly, "Master, I've finished all the work this morning."

"Then watch Yangyang do his homework," Zhao Xiaochui said irritably.

"Oh." Ma Jinfang looked up, glared fiercely at the shop manager Liuzhisheng, and then looked cautiously at Zhao Xiaochui: "Master, do you want to take them down? Count me in, I'm strong."

"Me too, me too." Yangyang seemed to thrive on chaos.

Zhao Xiaochui, unable to bear it any longer, roared like an aircraft carrier commander: "Let's go!"

"Whoosh~" Ma Jinfang ran away with Yangyang.

Zhao Xiaochui, meanwhile, walked slowly towards the old shop under the scorching sun. Throughout the entire walk, he didn't glance at Six Fingers or the others.

The shop manager, finally losing his temper after being ignored, said, "Goodbye, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Xiaochui stopped and turned to look at him with a puzzled expression.

“Mr. Zhao, I know you’re practically invincible right now,” the store manager said with a grim face, “but what about your employees? Those… those skills…”

A sudden change arose from Zhao Xiaochui, and the terrifying aura made the shop manager unable to utter the last word.

He and the two shop assistants watched with fear as Zhao Xiaochui slowly approached, grabbing the shop manager's collar and pulling him in front of him.

Have you ever heard of a person in society called Wu Shisan?

The shopkeeper asked, trembling, "No Thirteen?"

Zhao Xiaochui nodded, his expression seemingly returning to the moment when the household registration was wiped out: "Yes, nameless, surnameless, fatherless, motherless, brotherless, sisterless, wifeless, friendless, sonless, daughterless."

"So that's only twelve 'nothings'? What's the other one?"

"Invincible!"

Store manager: "..."

Zhao Xiaochui raised his hand and patted the store manager's left cheek expressionlessly: "You can do whatever you want to me, but if it involves my employees..."

"I am invincible!"

(End of this chapter)