The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 423 Exaggerated Service Prices

That's just how the world is:
If you have enough money, you will be surrounded by kind people who are happy to help you.
If you have extraordinary abilities that can benefit others, then before any trouble comes your way, people will be eager to clear it away for you.

The awe-inspiring effect of the leisurely stroll on the onlookers is far from over.

Just ten minutes after the $6.65 million was deposited, another notification of a $5 million deposit popped up on the monitor screen.

The people in charge, who had managed to maintain their composure just moments before, were now completely speechless.

There are no physical products!

Purely a service industry!

Can this still be called high-end consumption?
Is Evangeline Foster an idiot?
Can a fool wrest the fashion center from Europe? Can a fool single-handedly redefine global aesthetics? Can a fool sit firmly on the throne of "Fashion Devil" and stand at the top of the industry pyramid for decades?

The answer is obvious.

Foster is not only not stupid; her insight and judgment are among the best in the world. There's only one explanation for why she's willing to pay such an astonishing price for those fifteen minutes—

The relaxed and leisurely driving experience is absolutely worth the price! In fact, it's excellent value for money!
This conclusion ignited a fire in the hearts of all those in charge who received the message. They were all tempted, whether for their own health or other benefits.

The same instruction was issued again, this time with a stronger tone.

"Use all resources and cooperate fully. Speed ​​up the search nationwide!"

……

Zhao Xiaochui was completely unaware of everything that was happening behind the scenes.

At this moment, he was leaning against the studio door, bored out of his mind, trying to suppress his impatience and waiting for the fashion tycoon to calm down on her own.

Out of professional ethics, he couldn't ask the customer to leave, so he could only wait patiently.

Inside the studio, Evangeline Foster stared at the full-length mirror on the wall, her body trembling slightly with excitement.

The person in the mirror was so unrecognizable to her that she almost didn't dare to see them.

The warm current from the massage still seems to be flowing through my body. My previously loose skin is now firm as if it has been highlighted, radiating a healthy and luminous glow.

The stubborn wrinkles on her face had been smoothed out considerably, becoming much fainter. What shocked her most was that even her once-dry, straw-like blonde hair, caused by years of perming and dyeing, now looked soft and smooth.

Is this still considered a beauty massage?

She would believe it if someone told her they had traveled through a time machine.

Watching her admiring herself in the mirror from every angle, Zhao Xiaochui silently thought to himself, "The effect is pretty good, but does she have to keep looking at herself like this endlessly..."

He was covered in sticky sweat. Although he didn't use any heat exchangers for this order worth over ten million, he certainly did his best.

This anti-aging effect lasts for about a week on Foster, and she doesn't suddenly revert to her original appearance after that time; instead, she gradually recovers according to the laws of nature. However, for this wealthy woman, as long as money isn't an issue, she can maintain her best condition forever.

The most ingenious part was that the shrewd female boss had already come up with a plan—she directly designated all the follow-up services to Guoguo under the guise of a "beauty treatment".

For a tenth of the price, you can have a top-tier technician maintain the amazing effects of a chief technician long-term – it's an incredibly good deal no matter how you look at it. Before leaving, Foster stopped and looked sincerely at Zhao Xiaochui: "Thank you, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Xiaochui waved his hand, his tone sincere: "It's only right, you paid for it."

Foster chuckled and shook his head. "You know what? Some of my old friends would find it unbelievable if they knew I spent 'just' ten million to achieve this change."

Zhao Xiaochui: "..."

A wave of regret washed over him—he had sold it too cheaply!
I should have asked Jiang Ying about the spending habits in that circle first.

But then I thought about it again, and I doubted that Mrs. Jiang's circle in China could possibly know the full extent of the wealth of the top European and American tycoons.

Forget it, this price is already high enough. Unless the customer base explodes due to these additional services, let's keep the original price.

However, not long after he made this decision, reality slapped him hard in the face.

Since Relax and Slow Travel is not yet officially open, all services are currently being provided in the studio on the first floor.

For these high-profile billionaires, there is no privacy whatsoever.

After Foster sincerely thanked Zhao Xiaochui, Zhao Xiaochui, in turn, personally escorted her to the front door because of the huge sum of money she received.

At that moment, Foster, radiant and looking as if she had become ten years younger, immediately attracted everyone's attention as soon as she appeared.

Especially the five international billionaires who had arrived early in the waiting area stared in disbelief at this familiar yet unfamiliar fashion icon.

The five worldly-wise billionaires completely lost their composure at that moment. Some subconsciously took off their reading glasses, while others forgot to drink their coffee, their eyes fixed on the woman.

Foster, being astute as she was, understood that she was Zhao Xiaochui's living advertisement. She gracefully walked through the waiting area, her smiling eyes sweeping over the crowd, and said casually:
“Relax, Delorme. Now that we’ve come this far, we should believe that anything can happen here…”

Zhao Xiaochui, listening from the side, twitched his lips slightly: "..."

As expected of the queen of pretentiousness, he could never say such a thing.

Seeing that these old acquaintances were about to start an endless round of small talk, Zhao Xiaochui completely lost his patience. Taking advantage of their inattention, he quietly slipped back to his studio to change clothes and rest.

Anyway, the time spent serving these people is only one hour, so it's not his time that's being wasted.

Besides, he'd already made enough money tonight. Compared to these foreign customers, whose average age was over fifty and who were quite demanding, he preferred serving his fellow countrymen. At least they didn't have such strong perfume scents, which meant he always had to expend extra effort to get the essential oils through that chemical fragrance barrier.

These people only have some slightly serious underlying chronic diseases, but compared to the exorbitant expenses they spend every month on top medical institutions, private medical teams, and health management, Zhao Xiaochui's fees are practically "dirt cheap".

Moreover, the "Easy and Slow" method here uses physical techniques combined with all-natural ingredients, resulting in better effects. Unlike their customized Western medicines, which are not only slow to take effect but also accompanied by a series of side effects such as liver damage and hormonal imbalances, and may even cause new problems.

Therefore, as long as these wealthy people exist, they can always have a relaxed and leisurely lifestyle without any shortage of business or money.

……

The second female customer clearly knew what was more important and didn't keep Zhao Xiaochui waiting. Just as he finished changing into his new uniform and caught his breath, the woman was brought in by Pan Xiaoli.

(End of this chapter)