A super-rich tycoon? No, just call me the gentlemanly gigolo.

This gym is located on the seventh floor of the Shinmate Shopping Mall. It's not very big, just medium-sized.

The decor is clearly quite old, but the equipment is still complete, and with the upbeat music playing, the atmosphere for working out is quite good.

Because it was a Saturday afternoon, there were quite a few people exercising inside, and the air was filled with a mixture of sweat and disinfectant.

The consultant at the front desk, named Amu, was a young man who looked two years older than Jiang Ye. He enthusiastically led him around, introducing the various equipment areas and courses, and then arranged for him to have a trial class with a female instructor according to the procedure.

The female coach's name is Lily. She has an average appearance, but a curvy figure that is clearly the result of long-term training. She wears tight-fitting gym clothes and has a sunny and healthy vibe.

"Hey buddy, let's warm up first, then jog on the treadmill for ten minutes to activate our cardiovascular system."

Jiang Ye nodded, followed her in doing some simple stretches, and then stepped onto the treadmill.

After jogging for only two minutes, Lily leaned against the treadmill handrail and spoke with a smile:

"Hey bro, what do you think of me?"

As she spoke, she subconsciously puffed out her chest: "We have a special offer right now, buy 10 private lessons and get 4 free, it's only 2200 yuan for 14 lessons, super cost-effective!"

Jiang Ye had just started to sweat slightly from running when he heard this, and his steps immediately faltered.

He reached out and pressed the deceleration button, then shook the group-buying page on his phone screen that advertised two trial lessons for 9.9 yuan:

"Coach, I've only just started warming up, and you're already trying to sell me lessons? At least let me try it out first!"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Coach Lily's face. She reached out and adjusted the treadmill speed back to normal for Jiang Ye, her tone slightly coquettish:

"Hey bro, it's not over yet, keep running~ I'm just killing time, so I thought I'd chat with you a bit."

Jiang Ye frowned, then continued running.

Lily leaned closer, smiling as she reached out and pinched the muscles in his arm, then gently patted his lower abdomen.

"Actually, you have a great physique, lots of potential, and good definition. Your core strength might just be a tiny bit weak. Work out with me, and I guarantee you'll see results quickly. Once summer comes and you take your clothes off, you'll be stunningly beautiful!"

Jiang Ye sighed inwardly, slowed his pace, and remained silent.

Coach Lily seemed oblivious to his impatience and continued talking to herself:

"Brother, it's not that I want to nag, it's just that I haven't closed a single deal in the past two weeks, and the pressure is too much. It's my turn to mentor you now, so I thought I'd ask you as soon as possible."

She paused, then reached out and squeezed his thigh, seemingly trying to use this physical contact to close the distance between them:

"And to be honest, when it comes to working out, without a coach to help guide you, it's easy to do many movements incorrectly, which not only greatly reduces the training effect but also increases the risk of injury... Hey? Bro? Where are you going?"

Jiang Ye was getting really annoyed by her, so he simply stopped the treadmill and waved his hand, "Fine, that's enough for now."

"No, bro! I talked too much, I'm sorry! Let's keep practicing, I promise I won't mention buying the lessons again!"

The consultant, Amu, who had been keeping an eye on things, quickly ran over: "Brother, what's wrong? Are you unhappy with something?"

Jiang Ye glanced back at Coach Lily, who was wearing an awkward smile, and, too lazy to explain, simply waved his hand at her: "It's nothing, it just doesn't feel quite right. Thanks for your hard work."

After saying that, he walked straight to the changing room, ready to change his clothes and leave.

It's not that he's being difficult or pretentious; he genuinely wants to work out and is even considering hiring a personal trainer to train properly.

But this is definitely not the kind of approach where they shove the payment code in someone's face before the warm-up is even over; that's just too disgusting.

Jiang Ye clicked his tongue and walked out of the New Mart shopping mall, looking annoyed.

Just as I was pondering whether to go straight home and lie down or check out another place nearby, my phone suddenly rang.

He took it out and saw the caller ID: "Ye Cheng".

"Hey buddy, what's up?" The voice on the other end sounded like it was in a good mood.

Jiang Ye replied irritably, "I just lost nine yuan and ninety cents, and I'm looking for it all over the place. What's wrong?"

"Hey, what happened that upset you? Why are you so angry?"

Ye Cheng paused for a moment on the other end of the phone, then chuckled, "Didn't I already give you the thing? Why don't you make the call first, and I'll make the call for you after you're done?"

Jiang Ye: "..."

One can't help but marvel at the profoundness of Chinese characters.

If you gave this sentence to a foreigner to do a listening comprehension test, it would send out a large number of them.

He rolled his eyes and subconsciously touched the gift bag in the pocket of his down jacket.

Yes, it feels soft to the touch and is worth 12000.

"Stop being so frivolous, what's up? Missing me?"

Ye Cheng chuckled on the other end of the phone, then gave a long, cloying "Mmm."

"?"

Jiang Ye's hair stood on end at that "hmm," and his vigilance instantly spiked.

"Hiss...something's not right. I just transferred 8000 to you forty minutes ago, and you're already missing me...confess, did you impulsively buy that bag?"

"Oh my! Ono-kun, you...you're like a mind reader! How did you know I wanted you to buy me a bag?"

Jiang Ye: "???"

"Ye Cheng, are you crazy? I was just wondering how I inexplicably developed the bad habit of giving you pocket money every week, and now you're not only taking the pocket money but also starting to covet my bag?"

Ye Cheng's voice clearly lacked confidence, revealing a hint of guilt:

"Didn't they give you such private and intimate things? You did so many...so many embarrassing things with them, you can't just deny it, can you?"

"Oh."

Jiang Ye sneered: "That's right, you won't admit it. Go ahead and call the police."

The other person was speechless for a moment, then gave an awkward laugh, clearly aware that the contributions from both sides were completely unequal.

After a few seconds of silence, Ye Cheng seemed to adjust her strategy, adopting a "good friend" tone:

"Hey, aren't we good friends? It's normal for good friends to exchange gifts, right? Look, Jiang Ye, you give me a bag, and I... I'll get you a new phone! I see you're still using an older Nova 11, how about I get you the latest Mate phone? How about that? Pretty generous, right?"

Jiang Ye, who was walking home, stopped abruptly upon hearing this.

Holy crap?

Is this business so easy to do now?

The girls have already figured it out on their own and learned to actively activate the "recurring cashback" mode?