The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 176 As she grew up, Liu Li bought clothes.
Liu Li's perfectly proportioned figure always captivated Zhao Xiaochui.

Not to mention, she has switched to custom-made essential oils for her skincare, which are far more effective than those so-called 'liquid gold' products.

She already bore a striking resemblance to Tong Liya, and with her stunning figure and the added enhancement of skin whitening... in Zhao Xiaochui's aesthetic sense, she was simply a femme fatale.

He liked her, and she liked him, but while they could make love in bed, they never talked about love.

This naive girl, who claims she wouldn't survive more than two episodes in a palace drama, is excitedly unpacking a package.

"Little Hammer, look at this pack of tissues, one cent; and wet wipes for hands and mouth, also one cent!"

Liu Li was overjoyed to be caught by Zhao Xiaochui. She enjoyed the feeling of being needed, especially since it was Zhao Xiaochui.

"Look at this fruit knife, it's only 1.1 yuan; and this big cleaver, it's only 6.9 yuan."

"And another thing, I snagged a jade pendant for 49,999 yuan at a 0.01% discount in a flash sale!"

"Little hammer, I bought this especially for you."

It's late at night in the dormitory building.

Zhao Xiaochui made three trips back and forth before finally carrying Liu Li's package from the parcel shelf into the parcel room.

One of the packages still bore the seal of Jingxi Mall, and inside were beautifully packaged men's underwear. Zhao Xiaochui happened to recognize the brand; a single pair cost over a thousand yuan.

"..."

He was speechless for a moment. The simple-minded girl bought him something that cost only a penny, but bought him underwear that cost more than a thousand yuan. He didn't know how to respond.

"that……"

Zhao Xiaochui had just begun to express his gratitude when Liu Li immediately stopped what she was doing and looked at him warily.

Zhao Xiaochui smiled wryly and changed the subject: "Why did you suddenly decide to buy me underwear?"

Seeing that he didn't seem to want to take things further, Liu Li breathed a sigh of relief, then buried herself in unpacking the package again, replying casually, "You've grown up, don't you know?"

Zhao Xiaochui looked at himself in confusion and noticed that his trousers were indeed too short: "Shouldn't I have bought trousers?"

At this moment, Liu Li noticed his pants were a bit too short, and instantly understood what was going on. A mischievous smile appeared on her face.

Zhao Xiaochui then realized what Liu Li was referring to, laughed loudly, ignored the silly girl's coquettish reproach, picked her up, and ran towards the bed.

After the exercise, there was no after-sex cigarette, only Liu Li's chattering voice.

Unlike Zhou Xuan, who would fall into a deep sleep after the act, Liu Li, whose physique had been transformed by the heat flow, was now in a completely different state. Even if she lost, she could recover quickly.

"Little Hammer, these are clothes and shoes I bought for Aunt Ma Jinfang. They're all from affordable brands."

"Wow~ Little Hammer, are these for me? DJI? Canon? And paper invoices..."

"Fifty thousand... little hammers, what are these things?"

"Hey little hammer, when I was buying underwear, I saw a niche brand, I think it's some kind of supplier to the English Royal Family, it costs several thousand dollars a pair, what do you think it would feel like to wear them?"

"Once I've paid enough social security and saved enough money, I'll buy a small house. I'll try buying one then."

"Little hammer, I'll buy you one too."

Zhao Xiaochui, who has a net worth of over 20 million, couldn't imagine what it would feel like to wear underwear that cost only a few thousand yuan. Looking at this naive girl who had fallen into the trap of consumerism again, he dragged her onto the bed once more and had another fierce battle with her.

The silly girl finally calmed down.

At this moment, he seemed to have everything: beautiful women, money, and the luxury mansion entrusted to him by the fat receptionist.

If it were in his previous life, Zhao Xiaochui, who regarded these things as dreams, would definitely have become addicted to them and lost himself.

But in the few months since his rebirth, the chubby receptionist has reshaped his life goals, social outlook, and values.

The chubby receptionist made him realize that indulging in one's own desires is the lowest form of enjoyment in life.

The satisfaction derived from customer gratitude, recognition from successful individuals, and reliance from family and friends is far more fulfilling and lasting than fleeting pleasure! The chubby receptionist has left, and that closed portal has opened. Zhao Xiaochui is about to face the demons and monsters of society alone.

But the social circle that the chubby receptionist designed and built for him is like a solid moat, still protecting him.

"Little Hammer, when is Aunt Chen coming back?"

Liu Li, who was leaning against his chest, finally calmed down. Having gone through the big cycle, she had become exceptionally sensitive and easily touched on Zhao Xiaochui's inner thoughts.

Zhao Xiaochui tightened his grip on her arm and whispered, "Sister Pang went back to her old workplace."

"Aren't you coming back?"

"When the time comes, I will come back naturally."

"Little Hammer, have all those problems been resolved?"

Liu Li suddenly changed the subject and asked the question that she and her sisters had been worried about.

Zhao Xiaochui smiled slightly: "Of course everything has been resolved, why do you ask?"

"I just wanted to confirm," Liu Li said with a sigh of relief. "Just now, I felt that you were a bit off, and your actions were quite violent, but you seemed much more relaxed afterward."

"Little Hammer, remember to call me if you need anything in the future."

Zhao Xiaochui: "I've always needed it, I do it every day..."

Liu Li interrupted him: "Zhao Xiaochui, I meant when there's a need!"

Zhao Xiaochui replied dejectedly, "Okay."

"Good boy~" Liu Li playfully patted Zhao Xiaochui's head, "Now that those troubles have been resolved, shouldn't you deal with the 'easy and slow travel' troubles?"

"What trouble?"

"Ugly Donkey and those big internet companies, as well as Six Fingers chain stores, and all those foot massage parlors around here! You have no idea how annoying it is that they come to harass you every day and poach your staff. And also, Six Fingers has already started poaching apprentices from their old stores."

"I heard that Ugly Donkey is offering high subsidies, and if anyone successfully poachs someone, they will also compensate for part of the breach of contract penalty!"

Jiang Ying's withdrawal and cooperation only eliminated the troubles on the second floor, but the crisis on the first floor still exists.

Having witnessed Jiang Ying's suffocating oppressive aura, Zhao Xiaochui felt a growing confidence in dealing with these minor troubles on the first floor.

He smiled and comforted Liu Li for a few moments, then nestled into the warm embrace of the simple-minded girl and slowly closed his eyes.

Before drifting off to sleep, he muttered something under his breath:
"Let me show you what... high-end business warfare really is!"

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As the new day begins, Fatou is once again enveloped in noise.

The newly opened Line 7 Fatou Station has not alleviated the commuting pressure here much.

At the northeast corner of Jinchan Road intersection, the Liuzhisheng Foot Massage Parlor, which opened early, was holding a grand promotional event, making the traffic here even more congested.

The clubhouse lobby was bustling with activity, just past nine o'clock, like a market.

The red banner at the entrance that read "Free Foot Massage" acted like a giant magnet, attracting the elderly people of Fatou.

The once quiet hall was instantly filled with elderly men and women, their chatter rising and falling like the noise of a market. "Old Li, you're here too?" "It's free, why not take advantage of it!" "The Easy Stroll Inn is also free, why don't you go?" "Hey, there's always a long queue there, those young guys are getting better and better, it's getting harder and harder to get a reservation now."

The receptionist was sweating profusely, her hands almost cramping from registering ID cards.

Amidst the commotion, a small figure sneaked in furtively.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a little boy of four or five years old, carrying a large satchel that was completely disproportionate to his size.

The child looked around furtively, and to make sure no one was paying attention to him, he crouched down and scurried to the green plants in the corner of the hall.

(End of this chapter)