The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 339 Settle the matter peacefully?

Tower cranes stand tall, machinery roars, and the giant arms of dozens of large construction machines swing in an orderly manner on the construction site, while heavy trucks come and go, kicking up dust that symbolizes rebirth.

The entire construction site is bustling with activity, with workers operating in shifts 24 hours a day.

Around the preserved old factory buildings, the new factory area road network has been rapidly compacted and formed. Construction machinery from state-owned enterprises such as China State Construction Engineering Corporation and China Railway Construction Corporation are working around these old buildings, with newly excavated foundation pits and the reinforcement of the old factory building foundations proceeding simultaneously, creating a spectacular scene of blending the old and the new and working together efficiently.

Zhou Yaqin's voice-over came on at the right time:

"This place was once a forgotten ruin. But now, it is being transformed into a new home that integrates innovative materials, precision manufacturing, and green processes."

“When we invest every penny, we don’t think about how much we can earn back, but how much real value we can create, how many jobs we can provide to support families, and whether we can bring this land back to life.”

“Over the past week, we have worked alongside Jinghai City and done more than just launch a project.”

“Our initial investment has exceeded 3 million RMB. This money has not been used for any vague or unrealistic concepts, but has been injected into the local real economy.”

"It brought us:"

More than 5000 direct re-employment jobs have allowed laid-off skilled workers and technicians to return to the machine tools and production lines they are familiar with;

It saved seven high-quality companies that possessed core technologies but were on the verge of bankruptcy, allowing their patents and technologies to continue.

It resolved nearly 2.4 million yuan of bad debt risk for several local banks in one go, stabilizing the local financial chain;

More importantly, we have maximized the utilization of these dormant state-owned assets, which is expected to save the local government from potential future losses of hundreds of millions of yuan in state assets.

"What we did was simply put the energy and resources that were originally used to deal with malicious competition back where they should have been—creating real value."

"We firmly believe that focusing on doing our own thing well is more powerful than any excuse. That's who we are, taking it easy and slow, and that's what we're doing right now."

The live stream froze on the bustling construction site in Jinghai. Zhou Yaqin's voice faded, but the storm in front of the screen had only just begun.

After a brief period of silence, the bullet comments and comment sections erupted like a tsunami:
"Holy crap!!! 3 million?! In just one week?! Is this something a massage parlor would do???"

"5000 jobs... saved 7 companies... resolved 2.4 million yuan in bad debts... all from a massage parlor?! Industry can save the nation!???"

"Where are those people who called her a gold digger and a liar? Come out and see! The 'dirty woman' you're talking about is doing things you could never have done in eight lifetimes!"

"@Those internet celebrities and influencers who stirred up trouble before, aren't you ashamed? What else can you do besides making easy money?"

"I'm taking it easy this time! Damn, this is what a company should be like..."

"Those who insulted me before, come and apologize! If we weren't driven to the brink, who could pull off something like this in such a short time?"

Those who had previously "spoke out" and exerted pressure for various purposes, and were now watching the live broadcast, were inwardly turbulent, their faces growing increasingly grim.

Meanwhile, those who had just been angrily calling Secretary Liu and his ilk to put pressure on them were also watching the same live broadcast.

In a luxurious office, a man who had just been yelling on the phone, "Tell them to consider the bigger picture," now stared blankly at his phone screen. The live stream had ended, but the roaring construction site scene seemed etched onto his retina.

His hands trembled slightly, and his face burned as if he had been slapped hard by an invisible hand.

"Considering the bigger picture?"

His own words echoed in his mind, and he felt they were utterly absurd.

He, and those behind him, what they call the "big picture" is nothing more than the interests and face-saving within their small circle. They are furious because a small massage parlor disobeyed their "instructions," causing them to lose prestige within the circle.

But what are they doing?
They are in Jinghai, a national-level economic development zone, working with the local government to leverage hundreds of millions of yuan in capital, and doing something that can be written into the local annual report!
While they were arguing heatedly over the ownership of a single tree, the other party had already quietly planted an entire forest.

He thought the question, "You guys are so awesome, can't you make it reopen?" was just an unreasonable accusation.

Open for business? How to open? What reasons should be used to "persuade" them to do so?
Should we say to Zhou Yaqin, "President Zhou, put your multi-million dollar project on hold for now, and also put aside the livelihoods of those thousands of workers. Hurry back to Beijing and give us a massage?"

The phone rang again. It was someone else from his circle, their voice filled with unprecedented panic and frustration:

"...Old Zhang, did you...see it?"

“…I have seen it.”

"This...this is fucking...we've become idiots."

Yes, a group of self-righteous smart people did the most foolish and stupid thing.

…………

2020年9月12日，11:30
Shanghai Stock Exchange Announcement:

"The delisting of Jin Dayang Co., Ltd.'s shares is approved, and the company will enter the delisting period starting from September 13, 2020."

Jinling Capital issued a simultaneous announcement: "As resolved by the Board of Directors, Ms. Wei Lan will no longer serve as the company's Chief Executive Officer (CEO) and Chairman of the Strategic Decision Committee, effective immediately."

The simultaneous release of the two announcements sends a clear signal: Jin Dayang has been officially declared delisted, while Wei Lan has become a pawn abandoned by Jinling Capital in its attempt to cut its losses and ultimately bear the responsibility for its strategic mistakes.

At the same time, Jinling Capital announced that it would assume all losses caused by this incident and voluntarily abandon all business confrontation measures against Easy Slow Travel.

Market estimates suggest that Jinling suffered hundreds of millions of yuan in stock price losses and related business losses in the secondary market. Meanwhile, Qingsong Manxing ultimately completed the acquisition of Jin Dayang Company for a transaction price of 32 billion yuan.

To everyone, this was undoubtedly a public admission of defeat and compensation from Jinling Capital to Easy Slow Travel.

The decision to dismiss the leader and bear huge losses was a textbook example of crisis management and appeasement. Many people breathed a sigh of relief, believing that this turmoil could finally end in such a "dignified" manner.

The matter should have ended there.

Will things really calm down?
……

11: 45.

Shortly after several announcements caused a stir, the official livestream room, which had been operating in a relaxed and unhurried manner, quietly reopened.

The camera doesn't focus on any grand scenes, but rather on a quiet, softly lit studio.

Amidst the soothing classical zither music, netizens saw the girl who had been curled up in the corner lying face down on a massage bed. Her breathing was still somewhat rapid, and her shoulders were trembling slightly, clearly still immersed in the aftershocks of the stress response.

Guoguo, a top-level technician, stood by the bed.

Voiceover: "Many people ask, what makes a massage parlor so special?"

In a close-up shot, Guoguo begins her six-character mantra, her fingers lightly pressing on the Baihui acupoint above the puff.

"It's this skill that can truly penetrate emotional barriers and heal physical and mental wounds, and this commitment to never abandoning one's own people in any storm."

Puff's tense neck and shoulder muscles relaxed slowly and gradually, and her breathing became deep and steady.

"We don't understand the games of capital, nor do we shout slogans."

"We simply believe that the power to calm people down from a breakdown and help them regain inner peace is the rarest and most powerful value of our time."

The live broadcast signal was cut off at this moment.

……

Atherton, San Francisco Bay Area, California, USA.

On a quiet, shaded street, a Cadillac Escalade with tinted windows is parked silently by the roadside.

Zhao Xiaochui sat in the passenger seat, his phone screen silently playing a live stream of a relaxed, slow-paced domestic film—a close-up of Guoguo giving Puff a massage.

He spoke briefly into the Bluetooth headset:

"Deepen the Qi at the Tanzhong acupoint by three points, and guide it along the Jueyin meridian, not the Yangming meridian."

"Her spirit hasn't dissipated, she's just startled. Guard the inner gate."

After saying that, he hung up the call and threw his phone aside.

He turned his head and looked at the driver's seat. There sat an Asian man with no distinguishing features, wearing an ordinary gray jacket, as ordinary as a pebble on the roadside.

"I heard you can stand a pencil upright like in 'Wanted' and kill someone through the butterfly effect?" Zhao Xiaochui's voice was calm, making it impossible to tell whether it was a question or a statement.

The Asian man's expression remained unchanged; he simply nodded slightly. "Mr. Zhao, my abilities aren't that dramatic. Like your use of internal energy cultivation techniques, my brain needs three months to a year to recover after each such 'coincidence' is designed."

Upon hearing the affirmative reply, Zhao Xiaochui's lips curled into a cold smile: "My request isn't that complicated. No killing. Just creating two 'accidents'."

"Two cases?" The Asian man's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, a hint of reluctance in his voice. "Is there a time limit?"

"It depends on my mood," Zhao Xiaochui added before he could refuse, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Don't worry, I'll help you recover using my methods afterwards."

He paused for a moment: "This is what you owe me. It's the price you have to pay for taking money but not doing your job, or doing your job slowly and in a timely manner."

The Asian man remained silent for a moment, a complex struggle flashing across his face, before finally nodding slowly.

Zhao Xiaochui stopped looking at him and lowered her head to flip through the documents in her hand. On the A4 paper filled with information, two bold black characters stood out conspicuously.

The Asian youth's gaze inadvertently swept over them, and his pupils flickered slightly—

Wei Xiaoting!
(End of this chapter)