The Richest Brother Feng is the Most Handsome

"Scan the QR code."

Luo Feng said impatiently.

"Oh, okay."

Zhang Qian quickly operated the system.

Without surprise, the payment was successful.

Of the three, Zhang Qian felt the most dejected. She had misjudged him.

A fitness coach's salary structure is generally base salary + class commission + performance commission.

For someone like Wu Meng, who sells her own classes, it's class commission + performance commission, totaling 45%. This single transaction earned her a commission of 16,200 yuan!

Adding her base salary, her minimum monthly wage is 20,000 yuan, and if she works a bit harder, 30,000 yuan is possible.

So I earned her nearly 20,000 yuan today?!

Zhang Qian wanted to slap herself and wash her eyes.

She was extremely depressed.

The other two also showed envious expressions, their gazes towards Luo Feng having undergone a massive transformation.

His attire wasn't a sign of poverty, but of simplicity, of returning to one's roots.

[Spent: ¥36,000, Remaining Time 11:09:51]

The notification in Luo Feng's vision also changed.

Wu Meng, standing beside him, clasped her hands excitedly.

Her face was flushed, her eyes were moist, almost glistening.

Her chest heaved and undulated, trembling slightly.

At this moment, she felt that the hardships of the week had turned into sweetness the moment Luo Feng scanned the code.

Although Luo Feng still looked a bit chubby and was a bit older, right now...

He was the most handsome!

I'm vouching for him, no arguments accepted.

"Brother Feng, I'll take you to measure your body fat percentage, and then I'll create a daily workout plan and diet for you..."

"I didn't prepare lunch today, so I'll treat Brother Feng to a vegetarian meal. It's in the mall, and the quality and taste are quite good."

She called him Brother Luo just now, but now it's Brother Feng.

Her tone also changed from polite to a slightly cooing voice.

Zhang Qian gritted her teeth watching this, it was so infuriating!

Luo Feng followed Wu Meng inside.

At this moment, he noticed that Wu Meng's walk had become more alluring and seductive, with a slight sway.

Her hips and chest were the real deal.

Luo Feng, an experienced driver who had seen countless "films," made his judgment.

He couldn't help but flex his fingers, feeling an urge to grab something.

It should be soft and bouncy, right?

No, I'm not that kind of person!

Luo Feng took a deep breath, his gaze focused, not wavering in the slightest.

From beginning to end, it was fixed on a certain spot.

Wu Meng sensed something and turned back, seeing Luo Feng's scorching gaze.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly turned back forward.

It seems Brother Feng isn't different from other men.

However, he's willing to spend money on me.

So, what's the big deal if this handsome Brother Feng looks at me a few more times?

He hasn't touched me.

Front desk.

"Maybe Wu Meng did something... to close the deal..."

"It's not impossible. After all, it's 36,000 yuan. Even if they have money, there's no need to buy 90 classes in one go."

The two at the front desk gossiped maliciously. Meng Qingyuan, standing nearby, shook her head speechlessly.

"The manager promised Wu Meng a higher commission rate before, but she didn't even agree to drink with him."

"Calculated, that would be an extra one or two thousand a month, and tens of thousands in a few months."

Meng Qingyuan said calmly and then left the front desk.

Zhang Qian and Wang Yan stopped talking, pouting. They were just complaining to vent their frustrations.

Of course, this is how many rumors start.

Watching Meng Qingyuan's perky backside sway as she walked away, the two were filled with envy.

If you hadn't gone through the boss's back door, you'd probably be in an even worse state than Wu Meng was before, they thought.

So arrogant.

At this moment, Yang Qing walked over from the direction of the restroom, exuding the air of a successful man.

"Two beautiful ladies, I'm leaving now. See you this afternoon."

"Oh, right, that poor guy already left, didn't he? I told you he wouldn't be able to afford to spend money here. He should know his limits."

Yang Qing greeted the two receptionists. After all, they were both beautiful, and who knew what might happen between them in the future.

To his surprise, after he finished speaking, the two receptionists glanced at him before returning their gaze to their computers.

Wang Yan muttered softly, "Who would spend over thirty thousand on 90 classes? He's clearly a low-key big spender."

Huh?

Over thirty thousand for ninety classes?

Has he lost his mind? Did I really anger him so much that he spent money to work out?

Yang Qing walked out, utterly bewildered. His assumption was that Luo Feng wouldn't buy the classes, or perhaps would only buy a few trial classes out of pride, spending at most a thousand or two.

But spending over thirty thousand on classes far exceeded his expectations.

If Luo Feng had spent a few hundred or a thousand, Yang Qing would have mocked him for trying to experience the life of the rich.

But spending over thirty thousand meant he was the one being mocked.

He felt sick to his stomach, as if he had swallowed a fly. Recalling what he had said to Luo Feng, it all felt like he was slapping himself in the face.

His face felt like it was burning.

The more he thought about it, the more something felt wrong.

Impossible!

I must have misunderstood.

A broke guy who broke up over bride price yesterday spends over thirty thousand on fitness classes today?

He couldn't accept it and walked back to the reception desk to confirm: "Beautiful ladies, the over thirty thousand for ninety classes you mentioned, the guy named Luo bought it, right?"

Zhang Qian was initially quite annoyed, but seeing Yang Qing's embarrassed state brought her a sliver of comfort, making her feel less upset.

She decided to push it further: "Yes, but Mr. Luo isn't some broke guy. He's a Tier 3 VIP Customer at our branch."

"Mr. Luo is even having lunch with his coach at noon."

"Sir, you're currently a Tier 1 Member. Would you like to purchase more classes and become a Tier 3 VIP as well?"

Yang Qing's expression shifted. He wanted to save face, but the price made him feel it was truly unnecessary.

"I have company matters. We'll talk after my workout."

Yang Qing left dejectedly.

These snobs!

"Brother Feng, your body fat percentage test results are out. It's currently 24%. The normal range is 15%-18%."

Wu Meng came out carrying a gym bag and said to Luo Feng, who had just finished his test.

"This is a complimentary fitness gift package. It includes a set of workout clothes and a toiletries kit. The quality is quite good."

She bent down and showed him the items inside. They were all from well-known brands.

Luo Feng happened to walk up beside her and fell silent as he looked at her suddenly perky backside.

The position was indeed very good and perfectly centered, but he still controlled himself and didn't reach out to pat it.

"Okay, thank you."

He prepared to take the bag.

Wu Meng smiled and shook her head at him. "Since they're new clothes and worn close to the body, it's better to wash them first before wearing them."

"I'll take them to wash shortly. By the time we get back from lunch, they'll be dry, and you can start your workout this afternoon."

Luo Feng nodded, approvingly. "You've thought of everything. I'll trouble you with that."

Receiving his affirmation, Wu Meng smiled even more sweetly. "I must provide the best service for Brother Feng. I'll go wash the clothes now. Two minutes, I'll be right back."

After Wu Meng left, Luo Feng took out his phone, preparing to scroll through short videos.

A beautiful figure walked in.

Luo Feng looked up.

So big...