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

A few days after returning from Suzhou, good news came from Yonghu. He had secured the earthwork transportation project for Wangyuan Town under the Forestry Bureau.

Lin Feng was originally thinking about whether to personally ask Ye Qinghan to help him make a connection, but Yonghu managed to sign the contract on his own.

He brought energy consumption data for new energy trucks and created an intuitive comparison table of the per-kilometer operating costs of diesel and electric vehicles, which he placed on the desk of the forestry bureau leader.

For the same transport volume, using new energy trucks for three months can save more than half on fuel costs, and the price is naturally much lower than that of competitors.

Furthermore, with the interest-free loan policy offered by Jiangnan New Energy, Shuntong's financial pressure was not significant. The person in charge of bidding at the Forestry Bureau approved the offer almost without hesitation.

With a three-month construction period and all vehicles being newly purchased new energy trucks, the net profit is expected to be over 800,000 yuan.

The profit margin wasn't particularly high, but this was the first time Shuntong had secured an order from a government department, and its significance was far greater than the numbers on the books.

With the Forestry Bureau as a benchmark case, we now have a ready-made template for negotiating delivery contracts with other government departments.

The number of drivers at Shuntong is also steadily increasing. Before Yonghu took over, the fleet only had a few dozen people, but now it has exceeded one hundred.

Most of the newly recruited drivers are experienced drivers who previously worked for other logistics companies, and a few are veterans. They have solid driving skills and strong discipline.

Yonghu organizes a small employee dinner once a month in the employee canteen next to the parking lot, where a few tables are set up with simple home-style dishes, and everyone drinks some beer and chats.

It didn't cost much, but the drivers' sense of belonging is significantly stronger than before. Previously, Shuntong's drivers had a high turnover rate, leaving after working for a few months. Now, with a stable source of business, commission incentives for new energy trucks, and regular monthly gatherings, the turnover rate has dropped sharply.

Lin Feng handed over almost all logistics-related matters to Yonghu, and only looked at the operational reports once a week.

Yonghu is currently extremely busy, running around doing business, overseeing construction, and managing drivers. Lin Feng assigned him a full-time driver so that he wouldn't have to spend so much energy driving.

With a driver, Yonghu worked even harder, sending messages to Lin Feng late at night to report on his work progress. Lin Feng could only reply with "Go to sleep early".

Lin Feng found a time to talk to Shangguan Jinghong about the three men, Lao Gui, in person. At the time, the two of them were in the top-floor office of Baijinhai. Shangguan Jinghong had just finished reviewing the renovation progress report of Keda Hotel, and Lin Feng briefly recounted the events of that night at Xingqing Police Station.

The person is still inside. Director Wang has spoken to them and said they should be detained for another week. They can be released when they have thought things through.

There have been some rumors circulating within the company lately, saying that Sister Hong is too soft and too young. This is a good opportunity to show everyone what happens when you don't follow the right path.

After listening, Shangguan Jinghong remained silent for a while, then nodded and said that she really couldn't bring herself to harm these people before, since they were all old men who had followed the old man all the way.

But Lin Feng did the right thing; for the company to transform, everyone needed to be united. She didn't interfere in this matter, letting Lin Feng handle it entirely.

Lin Feng said he would see how things went in a week. If the person behaved well by then, he could be released and reassigned to a logistics position, no longer involved in core business.

If they still don't behave, then keep them locked up until they do.

News of the demolition of the old town area in the east of the city spread quickly. Before the official notice was issued, people conducting preliminary investigations had already entered the communities, registering the area and population information of each household.

A demolition zone map was posted on the bulletin board of Xingfu Community, and Lin Feng's building was clearly within the red line.

The news caused an uproar in the neighborhood. Some were happy, thinking they could finally move out of this run-down place, take the compensation money, buy a big house in the suburbs, and still have a lot of money left over.

Some are worried because their old neighbors, who have lived together for decades, are going their separate ways. The vegetable market in front of the door, Old Wu's rice bowl restaurant in the alley, and the old locust trees in the yard will all be gone.

Lin Jianguo is one of the latter.

The night he heard the news, he sat on the sofa and read the worn-out newspaper over and over again. Finally, he put the newspaper on the coffee table, sighed, and said that he had lived there for more than ten years and it was being demolished just like that.

Zhang Xiulan, who was picking vegetables nearby, seemed more open-minded than him. She said, "Let's just demolish it. The old house has several layers of plaster peeling off the walls. It's cold in winter and hot in summer. What's wrong with moving to a new house?"

The policy states that compensation is paid on a one-to-one basis based on the area, plus additional compensation. Her family's area could receive several hundred thousand yuan in compensation. Combined with the money Lao Lin earns from working at the parking lot and some savings, it would be enough to buy a small apartment nearby.

Lin Feng listened from the side, doing a rough calculation in his mind. The renovation of the newly purchased ground-floor house with a yard was almost complete; Luo Ruoxi had been overseeing it, and it would be finished in ten days at most.

He said, "We can just have my parents move in then, so we won't need to buy another house." After he told her his plan, Zhang Xiulan was taken aback at first, then put down the celery she was holding, wiped her hands on her apron, and said, "You child, why didn't you discuss such a big thing as buying a house with your family?"

His tone was reproachful, but his eyes were already red. Lin Jianguo remained silent for a while, then picked up the glass of iced tea on the coffee table, took a sip, and said, "You've made something of yourself." His voice was muffled, and he kept his head down so no one could see the expression on his face.

Su Mengya's family is similar.

The old house of Su's mother is about the same size as Lin Feng's house, also around several tens of square meters, and she can get several hundred thousand yuan in compensation.

Su Mengya now works at Tianlong Group with a stable salary, and with her mother's retirement pension, her life is much more comfortable than before.

Lin Feng told her not to worry about the house, as he had made arrangements. Su Mengya glanced at him, neither refusing nor being polite, and simply nodded, saying okay.

After the family finished their meal and chatted for a while, Lin Feng checked the time, went out, and drove to Forest Peninsula.

I wonder how the renovation is going on Luo Ruoxi's side; I need to go check on it.

The business at Club No. 3 has been booming lately. He Qianwen has introduced several wives of business owners to come for beauty and wellness treatments, and Ye Qinghan has also recommended several spouses of mid-level officials from the Municipal Bureau to practice yoga.

These wives have astonishing spending power. Some spend tens of thousands of yuan on membership cards at once, while others come every week for a full set of anti-aging treatments without batting an eye.

The technicians Luo Ruoxi recruited from the provincial capital were indeed skilled; customers would actively recommend them on their WeChat Moments after their treatments, and word-of-mouth spread very quickly.

The clubhouse has three floors, and it is almost always fully booked on weekends, while maintaining a high occupancy rate on weekdays.

Lin Feng pushed open the door to the manager's office, where Luo Ruoxi was sitting behind her desk, reviewing the month's financial statements.

Today she wore a light pink silk camisole with a low neckline, her two full breasts bulging out from the edges of the straps, creating a deep cleavage below her collarbone.

She wore a white, bodycon mini skirt, the hem of which just covered mid-thigh. Her legs, encased in flesh-colored stockings, extended from beneath the skirt and were clad in beige pointed-toe high heels.

Her hair was loose over her shoulders, and she wore very light makeup, with a layer of clear lip gloss on her lips that glistened under the light.