Two hours later.
The full-body massage therapy for the three women came to a complete end.
Yang Yan wore a pleased smile on her face.
She turned to look at Su Zui and teasingly asked, "How do you feel?"
Su Zui's face flushed slightly.
However, she still spoke the truth, "It felt pretty great, but she hit my butt."
Yang Yan: "Uh..."
Hearing this, Yang Yan was momentarily at a loss for words, blinked, and asked, "Did you like it?"
Su Zui rolled her eyes at her and pouted.
Ten minutes later.
The three of them changed their clothes and pulled the curtain of the fitting room closed.
The complexions of all three women were much rosier, and their overall appearance looked brand new.
It was as if they had undergone a thorough physical and mental nourishment.
Pei Zi did not say a single word.
She just held her phone and repeatedly watched the video recorded earlier, studying Zhang Ye's techniques.
Yang Yan greeted her, but she only replied without even raising her head, "Professor Yang, I'm reviewing and studying."
Pei Zi had no mind to pay attention to anyone else at all.
Yang Yan brought Su Zui to the counter and smiled, saying, "Zhang Ye, last time Auntie didn't ask clearly about the price and casually sent you a thousand."
"Since I'm here this time, I'll make it up all at once."
"In addition, Auntie wants to book next weekend, and we'll come back to you for therapy then." There was a probing tone in Yang Yan's voice.
Hearing that Yang Yan was giving thirty thousand yuan and also booking next week's massage, Zhang Ye was also shocked by her financial resources.
Good lord, it seemed he still underestimated the spending power of the two aunties, Yang Yan and Su Zui.
Is their money really this easy to earn?
Pei Zi also looked up in astonishment, her eyes holding a trace of envy as she looked at Zhang Ye.
Isn't Zhang Ye's speed of making money simply too fast?
Zhang Ye, however, shook his head, "Auntie Yang, you don't need to give this much."
He could tell that Yang Yan's approach was meant to find him for long-term massages. This story is hosted at g.com.
To put it bluntly, she wanted to buy him out exclusively, which was why she offered such a high premium.
He was free now, but he might not have time everyday for Yang Yan and Su Zui in the future.
Hearing Zhang Ye's reply, Yang Yan's brows furrowed slightly.
But she quickly smiled and said, "Alright then, you decide how much is appropriate."
Zhang Ye thought about it slightly: "There's no need to add extra money, just give what you did last time."
Su Zui, standing beside them, suddenly spoke up.
"Boss Xiao Zhang, you win."
"Just now you said it came with a satisfaction guarantee, and it's free if it's not satisfying. I was indeed very comfortable from your massage."
"But... me being comfortable doesn't mean you can hit my butt."
"I am not angry, I just want to tell you as an elder that some things cannot be done recklessly."
Her tone carried a trace of an elder's reprimand toward a Junior, and at the same time, she was giving Zhang Ye "suggestions" and "guidance".
Hearing this, Pei Zi was stunned for a moment.
Zhang Ye hit someone's butt?
She couldn't help raising her head to glance at Su Zui, and seeing her stern expression and cold, glamorous aura, she couldn't help smiling without a word.
This brat Zhang Ye looked all smiley and playful, but in reality, he was a crafty fox who wouldn't suffer even the slightest loss.
He definitely wouldn't hit Su Zui's butt for no reason.
Someone as fiery and shrewd as her practically took setbacks every single time in Zhang Ye's hands.
Su Zui actually wanted to lecture Zhang Ye? How naive!
Yang Yan felt awkward and quickly pulled Su Zui's hand.
She explained, "Xiao Ye, Su Zui hasn't done such private massages before, so she might have misunderstood."
Su Zui shook her head, "Boss Zhang, your service attitude is not good enough, I hope you will improve it."
As soon as her voice fell, Su Zui directly took out her phone and scanned the payment code.
【WeChat payment received: 20,000 yuan】
She also paid 20,000 directly, 10,000 each for her and Yang Yan.
"Oh my, Ah Su..." Seeing her rush to pay, Yang Yan gave a helpless, bitter smile.
Fearing that her stubborn best friend would conflict with Zhang Ye, Yang Yan directly dragged Su Zui away.
Zhang Ye, however, smiled indifferently.
Watching the graceful retreating figures of the two university professors, he couldn't help feeling emotional in his heart.
This Coach Su really is interesting.
Isn't a massage just relaxation through deep tissue and meridian dredging? To think she got this angry.
Zhang Ye couldn't be bothered to argue; as long as he could earn her money, that was fine.
He lowered his head to glance at his phone screen, seeing the 20,000 yuan that had arrived in his account.
The corners of his mouth curved up slightly, revealing a hint of a satisfied arc.
Another day of making money, feeling fulfilled!
Zhang Ye raised his head, his gaze falling on Pei Zi sitting on the sofa not far away.
Her face was exquisite, her facial contours soft yet lacking no sharpness, and her brows exuded a bit of intelligence.
Due to sitting for a long time, the sofa behind her was pressed with an obvious indentation.
Pei Zi was holding her phone with both hands, that serious, studious appearance reminding Zhang Ye of his own state when doing math problems as a child—completely focused, brows tightly furrowed, yet simply not knowing how to do it.
As Zhang Ye casually wiped the tabletop, he offhandedly said, "Sister Pei, go tidy up the massage bed, and clean up the inner room by the way."
As soon as those words fell, Pei Zi raised her head.
Her gaze was astonished: "You actually called me to do chores?"
Ever since she was a child, Pei Zi had always been the precious darling held in the palms of her family's hands; when had she ever done such trivial chores?
Zhang Ye said casually, "If you're unwilling, you don't have to do it either."
"You... fine, Young Master Zhang."
Pei Zi glared at him, thinking about how she still needed to learn techniques from Zhang Ye.
Thinking of the ways Zhang Ye had of handling her, she chose to compromise.
Zhang Ye quietly looked at her gentle and calm temperament, revealing a look of appreciation.
In his view, Pei Zi was simply a "free laborer" who had eagerly come over to help.
Since she delivered herself to his door, it would be a waste not to use her.
He couldn't let her eat and live for free...