"When will next time be?" Luo Feng asked.
The WeChat chat window kept showing that the other person was typing. A minute passed, but no message came through.
Just as he was about to switch apps and watch some short videos, Qin Mengru's message arrived.
"Siyu said it'll probably take a week."
Those few short words had taken over a minute to type.
But what was that supposed to mean?
Why did those words sound so strange put together?
Was the timing of their secret rendezvous decided by her best friend?
Luo Feng slowly typed three question marks into the chat box.
"???"
Qin Mengru quickly replied, "Haha, don't worry about it. Anyway, I'll ask you out in a week. We'll finish what we didn't finish today, and we'll use the amount of time you mentioned. Don't be done in just a few minutes."
Luo Feng felt that this married woman had changed a little too quickly. She had clearly been rather reserved today.
Yet between the lines, he could sense how relaxed and uninhibited she had become.
Had some kind of switch been flipped?
According to the system's description, she had already fallen wholeheartedly in love with him.
Could it be that what the system emphasized was falling in love... on him?
He did not think too much about it. Either way, he was the one benefiting. After some thought, he sent over a string of memes.
I could tell at a glance that you weren't human.
How dare such petty tricks show off before a master.
Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon...
"Brother Feng, please don't go easy on me!" Qin Mengru's reply did not beat around the bush at all. It was nothing but a straight ball.
What normal man could withstand that?
Fuck, he had gotten hard just from chatting!
Luo Feng kept discussing spicy topics with Qin Mengru until seven in the evening. His stomach growled from hunger, and he finally stopped chatting and began considering what he should eat.
He searched online for meal plans and found one that claimed you could lose ten pounds in five days. When he clicked on it, it turned out to be the legendary Immortal Meal Plan.
But the comments below pointed out that you could not exercise while following that meal plan, or you could easily just drop dead.
In the end, he found one that seemed a little more reliable:
Breakfast: corn, eggs, soy milk
Lunch: pasta, beef
Dinner: purple sweet potatoes, skinless chicken legs, stir-fried broccoli
He happened to have broccoli at home, but no purple sweet potatoes or chicken legs. He did not want to go out and buy more, so he replaced them with two eggs.
He went hungry all night.
The next morning, he hurried out to buy corn, eggs, and soy milk. He felt a little better after eating.
But the breakfast stall also sold fried dough sticks, and that aroma was something else.
His saliva started pouring out, and he quickly walked farther away.
Losing weight really tested one's willpower!
Luo Feng could roughly understand why so many people failed at losing weight. There were simply too many delicious temptations.
And when one was starving, the destructive power of aromas from fried foods, hot pot, and skewers absolutely rose by several levels.
Luo Feng's goal today was to quit his job at the Hot Pot Restaurant.
After working for nearly two years, the money he had painstakingly saved was not even coming in as fast as the money from losing weight. Besides, the system would definitely have more money-making missions.
Naturally, he could not keep going to work.
Ding.
The system detected that the host was still a wage slave. A perfect life began with never being a wage slave.
Mission objective: Resign from the position of Hot Pot Restaurant manager.
Mission reward: One 2x Consumption Cashback Card, valid for 12 hours.
The system issued the mission before the call even connected.
It was so thoughtful. He was touched.
Once the call connected, Luo Feng got straight to the point. The Hot Pot Restaurant owner tried hard to persuade him to stay.
Luo Feng was highly capable, and the restaurant's revenue had steadily risen under him, ultimately exceeding similar nearby establishments by 30%. He was a rare talent.
The owner offered him a raise, but Luo Feng refused on the grounds that he wanted to start a business. Then the owner kept prying, asking what kind of business he intended to start.
After Luo Feng clearly told the Hot Pot Restaurant owner that he would not be opening a hot pot restaurant, the other man finally relaxed. Before hanging up, he promised to transfer this month's salary to Luo Feng tomorrow.
Ding.
Mission complete. Reward activated.
A row of notifications appeared in his field of vision.
[Amount spent: 0 yuan, remaining time: 11:59:58]
The time ticked down second by second.
After thinking for a moment, Luo Feng came up with a preliminary plan and began jogging.
His destination was a Wanda Plaza three kilometers away. He would first sign up for a weight-loss package at the Gym Center and bring down his body fat percentage.
He had heard before that this Gym Center was relatively upscale, and its fees were considerably higher than average.
Accordingly, all the male and female trainers here were handsome men and beautiful women, and they all had real skills. They did not make a living solely off their looks and figures.
Since spending money would earn him 2x cashback anyway, expensive was good.
"Hello, sir."
"Please wait a moment. This client just arrived too, so I..."
The receptionist, Zhang Qian, greeted him warmly, but before she could finish speaking, the client who had been waiting in front turned around, gave Luo Feng a glance, and immediately sneered.
"I was wondering who it was. Aren't you that guy who couldn't even afford the bride price, so you couldn't get married?"
"You've got money to work out now?"
"You think getting fit will win your girlfriend back?"
"Or are you here because the first three classes are half-price, and you want to spend money to look at the beautiful female trainers?"
The man in front of Luo Feng was actually Mercedes Man, Yang Qing.
The moment he opened his mouth, he launched into max-level mockery, clearly trying to make Luo Feng lose face here.
Luo Feng's remarks yesterday had thoroughly pissed him off. Then that afternoon, Qin Mengru's best friend bombarded him with threats demanding a divorce, leaving him distracted and irritated. In the end, he had dinner with Li Li and called it a day without even following through on his plans.
"I'd like to ask about the pricing here," Luo Feng said, completely ignoring Yang Qing, the cuckold.
His clothes and shoes cost less than five hundred yuan altogether. He had jogged here, and the clothes underneath were soaked with sweat, with beads of perspiration on his face. He truly did not look like the target clientele of this place.
"Certainly. I'll have a trainer give you a one-on-one introduction."
Zhang Qian picked up her walkie-talkie. After hesitating for two seconds, her smile remained unchanged as she said, "Wu Meng, there's a client. Come receive him."
"Please wait a moment. Have a seat over here." Zhang Qian did not neglect Luo Feng because of Yang Qing's remarks and politely led him toward the sofa inside.
Yang Qing was seated on the sofa. Watching Luo Feng sit down, he said, "This place isn't cheap. Don't spend an entire month's salary here."
He actually hoped Luo Feng would spend more in a fit of anger after being mocked by him. Wouldn't it be wonderful if a poor man became even poorer? Especially someone who had disgusted him before.
Luo Feng glanced at the top of Yang Qing's head again, smiled, shook his head, and said nothing.
A miserable cuckold was trying to talk money with someone who had a system.
Soon, two tall women walked over. One was around 1.65 meters tall, while the other was over 1.7 meters. Both were top-tier in both looks and figure.
"Hello, sir. You can go with this trainer."
Zhang Qian assigned trainers to Luo Feng and Yang Qing respectively. Luo Feng got the woman over 1.7 meters tall.
She had the kind of cool, pale skin that looked almost porcelain-white. She wore a black workout top, her full, rounded breasts swelling beneath it. Her waist and navel were exposed in the middle, revealing a flat, toned abdomen and sexy abdominal lines. Her black yoga pants outlined her firm, rounded backside, while her long legs were shapely and straight.
"Hello, my name is Wu Meng. I'm a trainer here. I'll show you around."
Wu Meng walked slightly ahead of Luo Feng. Her back, the dimples above her waist, and the sway of her hips made him unable to help taking a couple more looks.
Then many more looks.
The male customers and male trainers nearby were no different. Their gazes were remarkably consistent.
The two of them toured the Gym Center one in front of the other.
Meanwhile, at the front desk, another receptionist smiled and said to Zhang Qian, "Sister Qian, you're really something. Wu Meng has received several customers these past few days, but she hasn't closed a single deal. Her performance this month is probably doomed."
Zhang Qian smiled as well. "Of course. Do you think I can't tell whether these customers have money, whether they're just looking around, or whether they genuinely want to buy classes?"
"But it's not like I'm targeting her. Who told her to offend the manager? It was just drinking. What was the big deal? It wasn't like he asked her to sleep with him."
"Exactly. Give it another couple of days, and she'll probably have to apologize to the manager. Who knows what conditions he might propose then?"
Walk-in customers at the gym were theoretically assigned to trainers in rotation, but the front desk could make flexible adjustments to the order.
Giving all the customers with no spending power to a particular trainer was essentially a way to ensure she could not close deals or meet her targets. Not only would her salary suffer, but if it continued for two or three months, she would be eliminated.
The pay at this Gym Center was not low. If she switched elsewhere, her income could drop considerably.
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