The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 360: Acquired a company in one day

Before his rebirth, if Zhao Xiaochui spent a whole day's wages on something, he would inevitably feel heartbroken for a long time.

Now, he bought a Ferrari with a day's wages, but the feeling wasn't joy, but rather trepidation. It was as if he were walking on cotton.

This feeling got to him, so he decided to indulge himself this once.

Thinking that I still had one of the fat receptionist's license plates left, I decided to use it all today.

He viewed the salesperson's claim of "the final swan song of the V8" as nothing more than a marketing gimmick. If you're going to buy, buy the true pinnacle, buy the most advanced and complex mechanical heart on the planet—the W12.

So he spent less than a day's wages to buy a Bentley Continental GT Speed ​​W12.

This is what truly deserves the title of "the swan song of the era of top-tier internal combustion engines".

As for the emerging new energy sector, Zhao Xiaochui is not in a hurry.

He decided to wait a few more years until a domestic car company started using a domestically produced chip designed with Deep Dive's EDA software. At that time, he would not hesitate to have all his companies purchase domestically produced cars from that brand in bulk.

Fortunately, both cars were in stock in his preferred colors. As for the dazzling array of options already selected by the dealers, he didn't bother to inquire about them one by one and accepted them all. By the time all the formalities were completed and he had received his initial training, night had fallen, and the myriad lights of Beijing gradually illuminated the skyline.

……

The sales consultant at the Bentley showroom respectfully accepted the keys to the Continental GT and, as instructed by Zhao Xiaochui, drove the car directly back to the "Easy and Slow" headquarters.

Zhao Xiaochui, ignoring the saleswoman's obvious hints, got into the red Ferrari GTC4Lusso, the Rosso Corsa.

He awkwardly adjusted the seat and rearview mirrors, his fingers touching the red start button on the steering wheel. With a deep and powerful roar, the W12 engine was awakened, and the entire car vibrated slightly.

"Holy crap, holy crap~"

This feeling was completely different from the feeling of being one with the wind when riding the H2. This was a sense of security and control enveloped by powerful force. Zhao Xiaochui always had the urge to floor the accelerator.

He took a deep breath, carefully merged his car into the evening rush hour traffic, and headed towards Kyoto University.

Half an hour later, the car slowly came to a stop on the side of the road not far from the school gate. As soon as he unbuckled his seatbelt, a traffic policeman knocked on the window and handed him a speeding ticket—clearly, he hadn't been able to completely resist speeding on a stretch of open road earlier.

Zhao Xiaochui awkwardly accepted the ticket. Looking up, he saw several figures gathered at the school gate not far away—it was Zhou Xuan's research group. They seemed to have just finished a discussion and were saying goodbye.

He steeled himself and slowly drove the car closer and stopped.

Several students looked up at the sound, their eyes immediately drawn to the flamboyant design and vibrant color of the Ferrari Shooting Brake.

After a moment of silence, their reaction was different from what Zhao Xiaochui had expected.

There was no amazement, no envy, and certainly no disdain.

Their gazes were mostly fixed on Zhao Xiaochui, who was getting out of the driver's seat, with a hint of confusion in their eyes.

In their view, although Zhou Xuan is very beautiful and famous, she is usually low-key, hardworking, and outstanding, and is the biggest contributor to the breakthrough of this project.

But her boyfriend...

Is this showing off wealth?
Zhao Xiaochui felt the probing and distant gazes falling on him, and his palms became slightly sweaty.

At this moment, Zhou Xuan walked over quickly, a slightly helpless smile on her face. She took Zhao Xiaochui's arm and introduced him to the classmates, "This is my boyfriend, Zhao Xiaochui." Knowing that her classmates in the research group were all very innocent, she deliberately omitted his profession to avoid having to explain later why she knew a masseur. Instead, she said, "He came to pick me up today. Sorry to interrupt your discussion."

The top students then realized who it was and politely nodded to Zhao Xiaochui. Some simply replied with "Hello," some pushed up their glasses and gave polite smiles, but others suddenly understood and waved enthusiastically at him, unconsciously placing their other hand on their waist.

Zhao Xiaochui nodded awkwardly in response: "Hello."

Seeing this, Zhou Xuan immediately smoothed things over: "Then we'll go first, see you in the research group tomorrow!" With that, he pulled Zhao Xiaochui toward the car.

Zhao Xiaochui only breathed a sigh of relief after getting into the car.

Zhou Xuan fastened her seatbelt and couldn't help but chuckle: "Don't drive such a flashy car to school next time. My classmates are all capable of focusing on basic mathematical research; they wouldn't understand this stuff."

Zhao Xiaochui scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.

The two quickly decided on a place for dinner, and the Ferrari smoothly merged into the traffic.

Zhou Xuan turned her head to look at Zhao Xiaochui's profile as he focused on driving, and asked softly, "When did you get back? Why didn't you tell me beforehand?"

"I came back a week ago." Zhao Xiaochui looked ahead, hesitated for a moment, and then tentatively asked, trying to keep her tone casual: "There were some messy rumors online recently, but... they didn't affect you, did they?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xuan looked bewildered: "Online? What news? I've been practically living in the research group for the past two months. What's going on outside?"

She paused, as if remembering something, "Oh! Didn't you believe that the massage parlors temporarily closed because of a group trip abroad? Isn't that why?"

Looking into her clear yet confused eyes, Zhao Xiaochui felt a weight lift from his heart. He was somewhat relieved that his company had really protected these women very well for his sake.

"When will your store reopen? I'd like to bring my senior classmates from our research group to experience it; they haven't been feeling well lately."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaochui instinctively turned the steering wheel and slowly pulled the car to the side of the road. He turned his head and stared blankly at Zhou Xuan: "You... why didn't you say so earlier? I could have given them a massage to relieve the pain right there."

Zhou Xuan was amused by his sudden seriousness and waved her hand, saying, "Oh, no need for that! They're all academic fanatics, their time is very precious, and besides..."

She blinked, a hint of slyness in her eyes, "The research group has plenty of funding, I'd like to bring them to patronize your business!"

Zhao Xiaochui felt a warmth in his heart, but quickly shook his head: "Um... the fees after the massage parlor reopens might be different from what you're thinking."

He carefully chose his words, trying to explain tactfully: "In the future, massage parlors... won't be accepting regular physical therapy anymore. The cost of one service might... be higher than your research group's reimbursement limit for consumables."

He looked at Zhou Xuan's slightly widened eyes and joked, "It's not too late for me to start charging when your classmates, seniors, and fellow students have become industry leaders who can easily afford it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Xuan's phone suddenly rang with a crisp sound, a notification tone related to the research group.

She glanced down at the screen, her smile instantly freezing. A few seconds later, she abruptly looked up, her eyes wide with disbelief:

"Little Hammer, my research group's qualified company, BGI Jiutian, has just been acquired."

"..." Zhao Xiaochui stared blankly at the female academic star, "Huh?"

Zhou Xuan glanced at his phone, his expression equally bewildered: "Little Hammer, do you even know what kind of company Deep Search is?"

(End of this chapter)