A Mere Trifle Dares to Show Off Before an Expert

"When is the next time?" Luo Feng asked.

On the WeChat chat window, it kept showing that the other party was typing. After a minute, no message came.

Just as he was about to switch apps to watch short videos, Qin Mengru's message arrived.

"Si Yu said it will take about a week."

Just a few words, but it took over a minute to type.

But what was this?

How could these words strung together sound so strange?

If you and I are meeting privately, is it your best friend who decides the time?

Luo Feng slowly typed three question marks in the chat window.

"???"

Qin Mengru quickly replied: "Haha, don't worry about it. Anyway, I'll ask you out after a week. We'll finish what we didn't finish today, according to the time you mentioned. Don't finish it in just a few minutes."

Luo Feng felt that this young married woman's change was a bit too fast. Today, she was clearly a more reserved person.

From her words, he could feel that she was very relaxed and unrestrained.

Had some switch been flipped?

According to the System's description, she had fallen for him wholeheartedly.

Did the System's description emphasize the "falling for" part?

He didn't want to think too much about it. Anyway, he was the beneficiary. He thought for a moment and sent a string of emojis.

I can tell at a glance that you are not human.

A mere trifle dares to show off before an expert.

Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon...

"Brother Feng, please don't pity me!" Qin Mengru's reply was straightforward, no beating around the bush.

What normal man could resist that.

Damn it, just chatting has made me react!

Luo Feng and Qin Mengru chatted about suggestive topics until 7 PM. Luo Feng's stomach growled with hunger, and he finally stopped chatting, starting to think about what he should eat.

He searched for recipes online. There was a challenge to lose ten pounds in five days. Upon clicking it, he saw it was the legendary Immortal Meal Plan.

But the comments below pointed out that this diet plan should not be combined with exercise, as it could lead to sudden death.

Finally, he found one that seemed more reliable:

Breakfast: Corn, eggs, soy milk

Lunch: Pasta, beef

Dinner: Purple sweet potato, peeled chicken thigh, stir-fried broccoli

He happened to have broccoli at home, but no purple sweet potato or chicken thighs. He didn't want to go out and buy more, so he substituted two eggs instead.

He was hungry all night.

The next morning, he hurried out to buy corn, eggs, and soy milk. After eating, he felt a little better.

But at the breakfast stall, there were also fried dough sticks, and the aroma was indescribable.

Saliva secreted rapidly, and he quickly walked away.

Losing weight truly tests willpower!

Luo Feng could understand why so many people failed at dieting; there were too many delicious temptations.

And when one is very hungry, the scent of fried food, hot pot, and skewers increases their lethality by several orders of magnitude.

Luo Feng's goal today was to resign from his job at the Hot Pot Restaurant.

He had worked hard for nearly two years, and the money he saved was not as fast as losing weight. Moreover, the System would surely have more money-making tasks.

Naturally, he wouldn't go to work anymore.

Ding.

Detected that the host is still a wage earner. A perfect life begins by not being a wage earner.

Mission Objective: Resign from the position of Hot Pot Restaurant Manager.

Mission Reward: One 2x Consumption Cashback Card, valid for 12 hours.

Before the phone call even connected, the System issued the mission.

Too thoughtful, he was touched.

The phone connected, and Luo Feng got straight to the point. The owner of the Hot Pot Restaurant tried hard to keep him.

Because Luo Feng was capable, the revenue of the Hot Pot Restaurant had been steadily increasing, eventually surpassing similar stores in the vicinity by 30%. He was a rare talent.

He offered a raise, but Luo Feng refused, citing his intention to start a business. He was then further questioned about what kind of business he intended to start.

After explicitly telling the hot pot restaurant owner that he wouldn't be opening a hot pot restaurant, the owner finally felt at ease. Before hanging up, he promised to transfer Luo Feng's salary for the month tomorrow.

Ding.

Mission complete, rewards have been applied.

A line of prompts appeared in his vision.

[Spent: ¥0, Remaining Time: 11:59:58]

Time ticked away second by second.

Luo Feng pondered for a moment, forming a preliminary plan, and began a light jog.

His destination was a Wanda Plaza three kilometers away. He planned to go to the gym center first and sign up for a weight loss package to lower his body fat percentage.

He had heard before that this gym center was quite high-end, with fees significantly higher than average.

Correspondingly, all the male and female coaches there were handsome and beautiful, the kind who weren't just relying on looks and physique for their jobs.

Since spending money here offered 2x cashback, expensive meant good.

"Good morning, sir."

"Please wait a moment, this customer just arrived, I..."

The receptionist, Zhang Qian, greeted him warmly, but before she could finish, the customer who had been waiting ahead turned around, glanced at Luo Feng, and immediately sneered, "I thought it was someone else. Aren't you that guy who couldn't afford the betrothal gift and couldn't get married?"

"You still have money to come to the gym?"

"Do you think working out will help you win back your girlfriend?"

"Or are you just here to spend money looking at pretty coaches because the first three classes are half-price?"

The man in front of Luo Feng was none other than the Mercedes Man, Yang Qing.

His opening words were full of mockery, intending to humiliate Luo Feng.

Luo Feng's words yesterday had infuriated him. In the afternoon, he had been bombarded with threats from Qin Mengru's best friend, demanding a divorce, which had left him agitated. He had ended up having dinner with Li Li and calling it a night, not proceeding with his original plans.

"I'd like to inquire about the gym membership fees here," Luo Feng said, completely ignoring Yang Qing, the cuckolded man.

His clothes and shoes combined cost less than five hundred yuan. He was sweaty from his jog, and beads of sweat dotted his face. He certainly didn't look like the target clientele for this establishment.

"Certainly, I'll have a coach give you a one-on-one introduction."

Zhang Qian picked up her walkie-talkie. After a two-second hesitation, her smile unwavering, she said, "Wu Meng, we have a client, please come and assist."

"Please have a seat while you wait." Zhang Qian didn't slight Luo Feng because of Yang Qing's words, politely guiding him to a sofa inside the lounge area.

Yang Qing sat on a nearby sofa, watching Luo Feng sit down. "The prices here aren't cheap. Don't spend your entire month's salary."

He actually hoped Luo Feng would impulsively spend more money due to his taunts. After all, wouldn't it be wonderful for the poor to become poorer? Especially someone who had disgusted him.

Luo Feng glanced at the top of Yang Qing's head again, chuckled, and shook his head without replying.

A pathetic, cuckolded man, lecturing him, who possessed a system, about money.

Soon, two tall young women walked over. One was about 1.65 meters, the other over 1.7 meters. Both had exceptional looks and figures.

"Hello, sir. You can follow this coach."

Zhang Qian assigned a coach to Luo Feng and Yang Qing separately. Luo Feng was assigned the taller woman, the one over 1.7 meters.

Her skin was a cool, pale white. She wore a black fitness top, her bust full and rounded. Her midriff was exposed, revealing a flat, firm stomach with sexy abs. She wore black yoga pants that accentuated her perky, rounded hips and a pair of long, shapely, and straight legs.

"Hello, I'm Wu Meng, a fitness coach here. I'll give you a tour."

Wu Meng walked slightly ahead of Luo Feng. Her back, her dimples, and the sway of her hips made Luo Feng look more than a few times.

Then, he looked many more times.

The male customers and male coaches around them had the same unified gaze.

The two proceeded to tour the gym center, one in front of the other.

Over at the reception desk, another receptionist smiled at Zhang Qian and said, "Sister Qian, you're something else. Wu Meng has taken on several clients these past few days, and none of them have signed up. Her performance this month is probably in jeopardy."

Zhang Qian also smiled. "Of course. Can't I tell if these customers have money, or if they're just browsing or genuinely want to buy classes?"

"But it's not like I'm targeting her. Who told her to offend the store manager? It's just drinking, what's the big deal? It's not like she's being asked to sleep with him."

"Yeah, probably in a couple more days, she'll be apologizing to the store manager. Who knows what conditions the manager will propose."

For walk-in customers, theoretically, all coaches took turns, but the front desk could flexibly adjust the order.

Assigning all clients with no purchasing power to a particular coach was essentially setting her up to fail, impacting her salary. If this continued for two or three months, she would be eliminated.

The benefits at this gym center were quite good; switching to another place would mean a significant drop in income.