The Secret of the Yoga Club: The Women's Identity is Not Simple

Lin Feng looked at her.

The look in the other person's eyes wasn't feigned; it was a genuine feeling that everything they had already exceeded their expectations, and they no longer desired anything more.

He cupped her face in his hands, pressed his lips to her forehead, and could feel the faint pulse beating beneath her skin. "No matter what happens in the future, you and your mother will never have to live those hard lives again. Remember what I said."

Luo Ruoxi's eyes reddened.

He quickly wiped the corner of his eye with the back of his hand, then tilted his head back and kissed her.

After the kiss, she took Lin Feng's hand and kissed it from his fingertips down to his wrist, then looked up at him. "Can we stay a little longer today? Let's go to the club this afternoon. I want to practice that exercise pose you taught me yesterday again."

Lin Feng reached out and pulled her into his arms.

The morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting a thin, bright stripe on the floor. The fan hummed in the corner, gently turning the pages of the book on the bedside table.

Luo Ruoxi's flexibility is indeed remarkable, after all, she has a background as a yoga instructor.

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After they finished, the two lingered in the shower for a while. Luo Ruoxi dried the water droplets off his back, then wrapped herself in a towel and took out a clean yoga outfit from the closet to change into.

Her dark purple tank top and tight-fitting capri pants perfectly accentuated the curves of her waist and hips. She straightened her hair in front of the mirror, transforming back into the capable and efficient Manager Luo from the club.

"Yang Ru has a class scheduled for tonight. She said she hasn't seen you in a long time and asked when you're free," she said while putting on her high heels. "But she seems to have lost a little weight recently. I wonder if it's because she's been working too hard."

"Next week, I'll talk to her then. Let's finish up the company business this week." Lin Feng put on his T-shirt and took his jacket from the hanger.

Luo Ruoxi put on her shoes, stood up, straightened his T-shirt collar, kissed him on the corner of his mouth, picked up her bag, and went out the door.

In his apartment, Raymond Lam put the wine glasses from last night on the coffee table into the kitchen sink, folded the blanket on the sofa and put it back in its place, then locked the door and went downstairs.

Kui Zi's black Volkswagen was parked downstairs waiting for him, its body covered in mud from yesterday's long-distance drive.

Kui Zi leaned against the car door smoking. When he saw Lin Feng come out, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out, and grinned.

The parking lot of Shuntong Logistics is much busier than before. After Yonghu took office, he rented another vacant lot on the west side of the parking lot, specifically for parking the newly added vehicles.

When Lin Feng arrived, Yong Hu was squatting next to a newly arrived white van, checking the tire wear with Lao Qian.

Wearing a dark gray work uniform with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and his hands covered in engine oil, he blended in with the drivers and was completely unrecognizable as the company's operations director.

"General Manager Lin." Yonghu stood up, wiped his hands with the towel draped over his shoulder, and took a folder from the driver's seat, handing it to him. "This is this month's operations report. We've added two new inter-provincial routes: one is a dedicated line from Hehai to Binzhou, and the other is a less-than-truckload (LTL) line from Hehai to Qingyuan. The Binzhou route mainly picks up goods for building materials and home appliances, while the Qingyuan route mainly picks up agricultural products and food. Since these two routes opened, the total mileage of the fleet has increased significantly, but the profit margin per vehicle has not only not decreased, but has actually increased—mainly because the return cargo supply has kept up. The journey back empty before can now be at least half-loaded."

Lin Feng took the folder and flipped through it.

The reports are very clear, with freight volume, mileage, fuel consumption, labor costs, and profit margins for each route all calculated separately. A route expansion plan for the next quarter is also attached.

Yonghu's handwriting wasn't particularly beautiful, but he marked every data point very carefully, even noting the two decimal places.

"Go ahead and do the line expansion. If you don't have enough funds, just let me know." Lin Feng handed the folder back to Yonghu.

"Funding isn't the biggest problem." Yonghu draped a towel over the railing and pulled a printed research report from his work uniform pocket. "President Lin, I'm thinking about something much bigger. Our current fleet consists entirely of gasoline-powered vehicles, and fuel costs alone account for almost half of our monthly operating costs. In recent years, the province has been promoting subsidies for new energy commercial vehicles. Currently, the purchase tax for new energy trucks is waived, and there are subsidies from both the national and provincial governments, which together cover about half of the vehicle's price. Moreover, new energy vehicles are not subject to traffic restrictions in urban areas and on provincial highways, making them much more efficient in terms of traffic flow than gasoline-powered vehicles."

Turn to the middle page of the research report, where a row of data comparison charts for new energy trucks are pasted on it.

"I specifically test-drove several brands of electric trucks. One of them is designed for mountain roads. When going downhill, it regenerates energy, which doesn't consume electricity but can also charge the battery. On routes like the one from Hehai to Qingyuan, the latter half is all hilly and mountainous roads. Using this type of truck, the electricity cost per trip can be almost half that of the fuel cost. If the fleet can gradually switch from fuel vehicles to new energy vehicles, the profit margin can be increased by at least a lot more."

Lin Feng took the research report and read it through from beginning to end. He knew that the city had indeed recently been promoting a subsidy policy for new energy commercial vehicles, and He Qianwen's Tianlong Group was a new energy vehicle dealer, so they were very familiar with this area.

Lin Feng stood up and said to Yonghu, "You handle the vehicle issue by contacting the manufacturer, and I'll ask Sister He to help with the subsidy. Let's buy a few to test the waters first, run them for two or three months to see the data and actual working conditions before making a final decision." He took out his phone and called Shangguan Jinghong, asking her to transfer five million yuan from Longlin Group's account to Shuntong Logistics' account. After hanging up, he told Yonghu that the money would arrive in the afternoon and that he could take care of it without worry.

Yonghu carefully put away the research report and then squatted back down to continue inspecting the tires of the new truck with Lao Qian.

Lin Feng spent the morning in the parking lot, chatting with several drivers for a while, and then went to the dispatch room to check on the newly installed GPS monitoring system.

At noon, he had lunch with Yonghu and Lao Qian at the staff canteen next to the parking lot. It consisted of three dishes and a soup. While eating, Lao Qian talked about his son, who had recently won the "Three Good Student" award at school, and he was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.

In the afternoon, Lin Feng went to Baijinhai.

Shangguan Jinghong's office was piled high with various documents and contracts. She sat behind her desk with a loan intention letter that had just been faxed over from the Bank of China in front of her.

Lin Feng walked behind her, placed his hands on the back of her neck, and gently pressed his thumbs on her Fengchi acupoint. The muscles in the back of her neck were as stiff as a board, clearly indicating that she hadn't slept well for several days.

Shangguan Jinghong lowered his head slightly and closed his eyes so he could massage him. The two of them then discussed their recent progress.

Lin Feng said that Yonghu had already taken care of the new energy vehicle matter with Shuntong, and he would talk to He Qianwen about the subsidy matter later.

Shangguan Jinghong said that the remaining territories of Zuo Ning have been almost completely integrated, and the Keda Hotel will be able to reopen next month. The name will be changed to Longlin Keda, and the management team will be a professional team that He Qianwen poached from the provincial capital.

After discussing it, the two decided to take advantage of the current opportunity for industrial expansion and apply for a large loan from the bank.

That evening, Lin Feng met with Manager Sun, who was in charge of corporate loans, in the meeting room of the Bank of China's Hehai branch.