The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 401 A kind reminder

It was Zhao Xiaochui's usual dinner break time, so there was no way he could use "having to work" as an excuse to slip away.

He could only wait patiently for the new batch of essential oils to be blended and packaged, while sitting there chatting with the old woman to pass the time.

Foster suddenly remembered something, glanced at the plain towel on the massage bed with a slightly disdainful look, and asked, "I heard that you specifically acquired an industrial park to supply linens for the store?"

Zhao Xiaochui nodded: "That's true."

"How's the progress? Are you able to meet the demand here?" Foster pressed.

"It can't be that fast." Zhao Xiaochui shook his head with a wry smile.

Although he wasn't particularly interested in business outside of massage, he still made sure to read Zhou Yaqin's daily progress reports without fail.

He explained briefly: "We are working on quality control throughout the entire process, from cotton seed genes to spinning high-count yarn, and then to weaving and dyeing. The industrial park we acquired has just completed equipment upgrades and the processes need to be restructured. We are still far from being able to produce fabrics that meet the requirements in a truly stable manner."

Foster said thoughtfully, "As far as I know, there are quite a few factories in China that can do high-end OEM manufacturing."

“There are indeed quite a few,” Zhao Xiaochui affirmed, “but the top-tier production capacity has long been monopolized by international brands. We can only pay high prices to buy up the few remaining stock that occasionally leaks out of the market.”

Foster nodded: "So, how long until your industrial park is fully operational?"

Zhao Xiaochui recalled today's report: "Thanks to the best employees we recruited, we can start trial production within two or three months, not counting the product certification time."

Hearing this, Foster gained some understanding of her career as a therapist. At this moment, she reverted to her fashionable and sophisticated demeanor, swirling her teacup and softly reminding him, "Have you ever thought about who will be affected when your industrial park is fully operational and these products no longer always sell out in the market?"

"Block me?"

Zhao Xiaochui scratched his head and looked at Foster with a puzzled expression. "Isn't Bellini one of the industry giants? Back in San Francisco, he was the one who suggested that I do a production live stream; and he was the one who insisted on collaborating with me on a co-branded product."

"..." Foster was speechless for a moment, and rubbed his temples helplessly. "He is just one of them, and the Frette company he represents is at best a single luxury brand compared to those real textile giants. It doesn't even count as a large group."

"Let others try to blacklist us if they want."

Zhao Xiaochui didn't care at all, "If Frette is willing to cooperate, we'll continue supplying them; if they dare to breach the contract..."

He curled his lip. "That old man can forget about ever stepping foot in my shop again. As for the others?"

Zhao Xiaochui spread his hands, speaking casually: "I still hold the official account of the top short video platform in China. Just like the news reports say, the internal circulation alone is enough to support my 'small workshop'."

Hearing this, Foster couldn't help but smile wryly: "It's more than just internal circulation. We'll definitely continue buying. After all..."

She paused, her tone becoming complex, "We are the direct beneficiaries. Your technology, the towels you provide, the tea, the service... the whole experience combined has truly improved us. It's almost become... a near-superstitious dependence. However, besides the textile industry, there's something else you need to pay attention to..."

She abruptly changed the subject, pointing seriously to her temple, and solemnly instructed her therapist: "Many people, including myself, have found that your massages have unparalleled healing effects on the spiritual level. These days, I have stopped taking Trisherin, and as far as I know, others have also stopped taking Agomeradil."

"..." Zhao Xiaochui certainly knew about these two drugs—the former belonged to Pfizer, and the latter to AbbVie. Those were two global pharmaceutical giants with annual revenues of tens or even hundreds of billions of US dollars.

So, he not only touched the textile industry's pie, but may have also inadvertently touched the cheese of a much larger interest group?

"Is it possible," Zhao Xiaochui opened his mouth, organizing his thoughts as he tried to explain the logic, "that your bodies were first treated, you felt lighter and less uncomfortable, so... your mood naturally improved as well?"

“Mr. Zhao Xiaochui…” Ms. Foster explained to the young massage therapist with unprecedented patience, “The global market for central nervous system drugs is approximately $150 billion to $200 billion, of which at least 20% are due to physical illness. You should be able to do the math, so…”

Before you expand your business and open branches on a large scale, you should investigate how much it would cost to kill a billionaire on the black market.

Zhao Xiaochui: "..."

……

After seeing off Evangeline Foster, who had unusually shown kindness, Zhao Xiaochui returned to his empty studio and suddenly remembered that he owned a company called "Deep Exploration".

When Yu Xiaoning first introduced it, he downplayed it, saying that EDA (Electronic Design Automation) was only a market worth tens of billions of US dollars, and not very large.

What she didn't say was that this thing is the lifeblood of the entire trillion-dollar semiconductor industry!

Thinking further, the global AI chip and software market may seem to be worth hundreds of billions of dollars, but behind it lies the future economic lifeline worth tens of trillions of dollars!

Zhao Xiaochui counted on his fingers, and cold sweat almost broke out on his brow:
The textile industry is taking away the business of century-old European and American companies.
AI and EDA have directly disrupted the strongholds of Silicon Valley and the horse racing industry.

This doesn't even take into account the global healthcare giants that his massage parlor might offend...

What I'm doing isn't really doing business.
If more and more branches open, if other businesses grow bigger and bigger...

This is clearly an individual trying to take on the entire vested interest group of modern industrial civilization!

He belatedly realized what was going on: Yu Xiaoning and his gang...were they planning this all along, using me as a pawn?!

However, Zhao Xiaochui quickly shook his head and denied this conjecture. His generosity in giving away money and USB drives was a spontaneous act, and no one had asked him to do so.

On second thought, Zhao Xiaochui breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the massage parlor currently only has one main branch in Beijing, with a total of only twenty or thirty technicians, most of whom are senior technicians who are still in training.

As for those seemingly daunting ancillary industries, they are still in the early stages of entrepreneurship, spending money on infrastructure and setting up frameworks. They are far from truly shaking the cakes of those giants.

With this in mind, Zhao Xiaochui felt relieved and prepared to receive the first guest of the evening.

This time, it's not a tycoon or a powerful figure, but an ordinary person.

(End of this chapter)