The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

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Seeing his confused expression, Zhou Yaqin didn't answer directly. Instead, she flipped to the last page of the register and pointed to a name:

"Look at this last one, Sailimu Modern Agriculture Co., Ltd."

Zhao Xiaochui looked in the direction she was pointing.

"Do you remember that social media post by Evangeline Foster?" Zhou Yaqin asked.

Zhao Xiaochui nodded; he had a deep impression of that photo and the eye-catching logo.

Zhou Yaqin took out her phone, skillfully brought up the stock market software, and said while operating it: "Not long after Foster's update was released, it spread to China and some netizens found out that one of the main suppliers of high-end cotton textiles in our industrial park is this company that grows and produces high-quality long-staple cotton."

She tapped a few times on the screen, brought up the interface of a stock, and handed it to Zhao Xiaochui:
"Look, this is the company. In the stock market, its name is ST Xinong."

As she finished speaking, the stock market opened, and the trend line representing ST Xinong suddenly rose vertically, instantly hitting the daily limit.

Zhao Xiaochui stared at the abrupt straight line and the locked-in limit-up price, momentarily stunned.

Zhou Yaqin put away her phone and said meaningfully:
"Do you understand now? That's exactly what they're after."

"A name, a guess, brought a 1 million yuan increase in market value. This year, it will definitely achieve a positive net profit attributable to shareholders and remove the ST label."

“Even lunch with Buffett requires an auction. It’s not so easy for those people to get close to you, so for them, paying some rent for proximity and actually opening an office right next to ours is such a worthwhile investment.”

Zhao Xiaochui stared at the screen. One name, one guess—and this company had just gained an extra 100 million?

How did this 100 million come about? Where did it come from? Where did it go? What value did it create?
He was getting impatient and handed the register back: "Aunt Zhou, you can handle these matters yourself."

He recalled what Guo Ruixue had mentioned last night, and said to Zhou Yaqin:
"By the way, I heard someone mention something last night called 'spunlace nonwoven fabric,' which they said is used to make disposable face towels. It seems interesting. Think about it and see if we can make it, or whether we should."

Finally, remembering the school beauty's plea, he added:
"You don't need to worry about the money. I have enough. If you think it's feasible, then go ahead and do it."

Zhao Xiaochui didn't feel the slightest bit heartache at spending that money on real businesses.

After saying that, he didn't say anything more, quickly finished his breakfast, got on the eye-catching Rocket 3, and drove off towards the new, relaxed and leisurely road.

Today's first customer is a loyal client who deserves our appreciation.

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Hepingli Subdistrict Office, Dongcheng District.

At six o'clock in the morning, as dawn was breaking, Secretary Zhang woke up early in his office; or rather, he had barely slept all night.

He sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, trying to turn his neck or bend down to put on his shoes, but a sharp pain interrupted him.

It's been almost two months.

Since the store closed, his body, which had been in good condition after the relaxation and care, quickly returned to its previous state, or even worse.

During this time, he did try other methods. He went to a famous massage therapist at a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, and he could feel relaxed for a few hours afterward, but by late at night or early the next morning, he would feel the same again.

That's what makes leisurely, slow travel so precious.

It doesn't just provide temporary relief, but allows you to truly get a good night's sleep, have sustained energy and a pain-free body to stick to exercise, overcome chronic illnesses, slow down aging, and even be more engaged in your work.

Secretary Zhang once again considered retiring due to illness, until he opened the appointment mini-program last night.

To his surprise, the expected fierce bidding interface did not appear. Instead, the system, as before, opened a reservation slot for him at a price he was familiar with, for a specific time slot.

He paused for a moment, then subconsciously asked in the WeChat group to confirm that the bidding mode was not turned off.

At that moment, he suddenly recalled the series of strict investigation and rectification orders he had issued to the "Ugly Donkey" website not long ago in a fit of rage...

Without thinking twice, he immediately confirmed the appointment with trembling fingers. A confirmation screen popped up, simple and clear:
Booking successful
Service hours: 09:00 today
Service Technician: Zhao Xiaochui (Chief)

Service fee: 4888.00
The moment Secretary Zhang saw the words "technician" in the column, he froze, his breath catching in his throat.

Zhao Xiaochui!
This mysterious boss and chief technician, nicknamed "Hammer Bro" by netizens and a young masseur who is known for his "relaxed and slow" lifestyle, is someone that people in his position cannot contact for the time being.

With a starting bid of 48888 yuan, even if he could afford it, given his position, he would never dare to step into that threshold.

Now, the system clearly displays 4888, one-tenth of the rumored price.

An indescribable ecstasy surged through me.

This time, he may no longer be relying on the relaxed and slow-paced treatments of a senior technician, but rather on daily exercise to improve his physical fitness and quality of life.

Instead, they achieved goals they never dared to even dream of before...

cure.

The price difference between a chief massage therapist and a technician is tenfold; that's where the difference lies.

Thinking of this, Secretary Zhang couldn't help but curse the ugly donkey in his heart again. If it weren't for their messing around, that child might not have made such a big splash and been exposed to the public.

The honest young man ran his business discreetly, and his customers tacitly kept it quiet, allowing many to resolve their health issues at a price they could afford.

Now, everyone knows the answer: the market rule has changed to the highest bidder wins, and even with a lot of money, you might not be able to snag a spot.

As for Jinling and Choulv's gang, they don't even have the qualifications to register as TM members anymore.

Shabi!

……

"Stupid~"

Stroll leisurely outside the gate; it's not yet time for opening.

The two young women stood a few steps apart, and almost simultaneously, they exchanged this "friendly" greeting in their minds.

The gentle Pan Xiaoli and the capable Ou Xiaokui looked at each other, both wearing professional smiles, but their eyes were devoid of any warmth.

Their discord stemmed from their differing stances and varying degrees of closeness or distance with Zhao Xiaochui.

Ou Xiaokui was originally the store manager's assistant. During the turmoil, she temporarily assisted Zhao Xiaochui. After the incident, she returned to being an asset management elite. Normally, she would have to rely on Zhou Yaqin to get close to the big boss.

Although Pan Xiaoli is the director of the customer service department, she will not be moving with the office area this time, nor will she be serving Zhao Xiaochui.

The two women disliked each other from the very first time they met, for no apparent reason.

“Director Ou,” Pan Xiaoli said with a gentle smile, “if you forget anything, just write to me and I will personally deliver it to you.”

“No need for you to come,” Ou Xiaokui said sarcastically. “It’s just a short walk. You can come back anytime you want.”

The two exchanged a glance, their smiles impeccable.

In the end, amidst Zhou Yaqin's barely suppressed laughter and Zhao Xiaochui's utter bewilderment, the two completed a 'reluctant' farewell.

Watching the Yutong bus disappear into the distance, a hint of relaxation flashed across Pan Xiaoli's face. She straightened her clothes, put on a gentle smile, and greeted the first customer of the day.

"Good morning, Mr. Zhang. The boss is already waiting for you. Please follow me."

(End of this chapter)