The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 347 A New Relaxed and Slow-Paced Travel

Jiang Ying turned her gaze to the other half of the live stream screen.

What's on display there is the brand-new production workshop of Jin Dayang Textile Enterprise, which has been fully acquired, delisted, and completely renovated by New Easy Travel.

The scene before them completely overturned the stereotypes held by American netizens about traditional Chinese textile factories as "labor-intensive, noisy, and producing low-end products":

Inside the clean and bright dust-free workshop, automated spinning equipment and intelligent weaving machines are operating at high speed and smoothly, with robotic arms precisely performing yarn docking and fabric roll replacement.

The camera zooms in on the faces of several workers, dressed in uniform, clean work clothes, their eyes focused, a stark contrast to the tired and numb image of traditional female textile workers.

The jacquard fabrics currently in production feature intricate Eastern aesthetic patterns that are input through digital design and reproduced on high-precision looms. Their exquisite details and vibrant colors are comparable to haute couture.

This is no longer a mass-produced, cheap product, but an art-grade industrial product that blends traditional craftsmanship with modern technology.

Who would have thought that the "industrial upgrading" slogan that local departments had been chanting for years would be realized by an "ordinary" young massage therapist.

She had been sitting on the sofa for an unknown amount of time when her assistant's gentle voice interrupted her thoughts: "Ms. Jiang, Mr. Zhao is ready. Please come with me."

She took a deep breath, stood up, and followed her assistant through a quiet corridor to a heavy solid wood door.

The assistant knocked twice, then pushed the door open and gestured for her to enter.

The light inside the room was softer than outside, and the air was filled with a familiar blend of herbal scents.

Zhao Xiaochui stood in the center of the room, wearing a well-fitting dark cotton and linen uniform. He seemed to be taller than when he was in Beijing, and he had matured a lot. In particular, his eyes had lost all the immaturity and irritability of a young man.

It hasn't been that long since they last saw each other!
Jiang Ying stared at those eyes in shock, her mind racing, trying to guess what he had been through.

"President Jiang, you've come all this way, thank you for your hard work."

The way he addressed Jiang as "General Manager Jiang" was polite and standard.

All the words Jiang Ying had prepared caught in her throat for a moment when faced with that calm "President Jiang".

She could only nod and lie down on the professionally designed massage bed, which looked extremely comfortable.

Zhao Xiaochui placed his hand on her wrist, asked no questions, and quietly checked her pulse before carefully examining her abdomen.

When his fingertips touched her lower abdomen, his movements were no longer hesitant or frivolous as before, and his eyes were focused and clear.

"The lesions have been reduced by 90% and the Qi and blood are flowing smoothly, but the last bit of cold stagnation in the uterus has not been completely resolved. Please bear with it."

During his month in America, he mingled with Silicon Valley elites, East Coast celebrities, and Hollywood stars, witnessing countless top-tier beauties, wealth, and temptations, and had long since developed self-control.

The treatment was conducted in a highly efficient manner, almost in silence.

Until the very end, Jiang Ying saw that Zhao Xiaochui only had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

She finally found an opportunity to ask the question that had been lingering in her mind for so long: "When...do you plan to go back to China?"

Zhao Xiaochui, without pausing his work, replied directly:
“I have to finish the treatments for the last few clients.” “Why, Little Hammer?” Jiang Ying looked at Zhao Xiaochui and said, still using that familiar address, “We…we all hope you can go back as soon as possible, especially since you still have many clients in Beijing whose treatments you haven’t finished.”

Zhao Xiaochui paused with a wry smile, then sighed:
"Sister Jiang, compared to those guests, isn't the livelihood of the hundreds of thousands of people behind me more important?"

Hearing this, Jiang Ying nodded in understanding: "It's a pity about your musical note account, if only..."

“Sister Jiang,” Zhao Xiaochui looked at her in surprise, “didn’t you notice the name of this shop when you came?”

Jiang Ying was taken aback: "What name?"

Zhao Xiaochui finally reverted to his youthful appearance, grinning as he said, "New, relaxed, and leisurely."

"..." Jiang Ying covered her mouth with both hands and burst out laughing.

"So, even one top-tier account can't meet the production capacity of that industrial park?" she asked curiously.

Zhao Xiaochui nodded: "With such a large output, and the local authorities not wanting us to seize other companies' low-to-mid-end markets, I have no choice but to stay here and work on getting things done."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ying asked with a face full of curiosity, "What results have you achieved?"

Zhao Xiaochui had already tidied up the massage bed. Turning to face the powerful woman, he boasted with a proud tone:
"Mr. Leo Bellini, Chairman of the Frette Group, 82 years old, who has suffered from migraines and arthritis for 20 years, completed his final treatment at his winery last week. In return, he personally signed an invitation that New Easy Slow Travel will be the first Asian brand to be co-branded with Frette in its more than 160-year history."

“Ms. Eleanor Vance, Chief Buying Officer of Bergdorf Goodman, suffered from severe insomnia and relied on medication for over a decade. Now she can finally get a good night's sleep. As a token of gratitude, the entire new Easy Slow Mood line will be featured in Goodman’s central Fifth Avenue window display this Christmas season.”

"And then there's Mr. Marcus Jr., the heir to Neiman Marcus, whose allergic rhinitis prevented him from enjoying life. Now, he's one of my most loyal customers. He's committed that the new Easy Slow Travel will receive top-tier promotional resources at all Neiman Marcus stores."

Jiang Ying was completely stunned. Her mouth was open, but she couldn't make a sound.

These are names that resonate throughout the world of luxury, people that she and her team had spent countless efforts trying to meet but were unable to. In Zhao Xiaochui's words, they were just "guests" who needed to be served.

"As for the CEOs and founders of those tech companies, their anxiety, insomnia, and neck problems are more serious than we imagine. They believe in data, and I gave them the most intuitive physical data to improve their health."

"Easy Mobility has already secured routine employee benefits procurement orders from three major companies."

In the studio, to the accompaniment of soft background music, the strong-willed Jiang Ying stared blankly at the young massage therapist.

Frette's global collaboration!
Bergdorf Goodman's signature window display!
Neiman Marcus's top-tier promotional resources!
Long-term welfare orders from Silicon Valley giants!
Any one of these would be enough for a local brand to spend ten years trying to achieve, but Zhao Xiaochui managed to acquire them all in just one month in a way that she could understand but couldn't comprehend!

It should be noted that, apart from acquisitions, Chinese companies have never had a precedent of starting from scratch and independently creating a truly international luxury brand that is recognized by the top Western markets.

"You..." Jiang Ying's voice was dry and hoarse from extreme shock, "Do you know... what these things you've done... mean?"

"Transfer payments?"

He clearly didn't fully understand the disruptive significance of his actions in the business world and brand strategy, and only tried to explain it based on the most basic intuition: "Could it be... to earn back some of the money that my compatriots spend on international luxury goods?"

“Make it back…haha…yes, you’re right, it’s about making it back.” Jiang Ying laughed, her smile full of emotion. “But this isn’t just ‘some,’ you’re going to uproot all the pricing power and brand premium that they’ve accumulated over a century and put it directly into your own pocket.”

(End of this chapter)