Seeing Qi Sheng’s extravagant display of wealth, Zong Rui couldn’t help but waver.
"In that case, I’ll make arrangements for my existing clients. Starting next month, I will only train you."
Qi Sheng smiled and nodded. "No problem. I’ll have my butler draft a contract later. We’ll sign it in black and white, so we can both rest easy."
"Thank you for your understanding."
Zong Rui had indeed been worried that Qi Sheng was just messing with her.
Hearing him say that, she was finally able to set her mind at ease.
Little did she know, Qi Sheng was actually quite tight on cash himself at the moment.
With half a month still to go before the start of next month, it was truly going to be a difficult wait.
But he had just happened to run into a top-tier beauty like Zong Rui, and he absolutely could not let her get away.
Even if he had to grit his teeth and bear it, he had to lock down her schedule first.
’I’m not ugly, my physique is exceptional, and my finances are more than enough to satisfy Zong Rui.’
’Winning her over is just a matter of time.’
...
After finding two empty treadmills, Qi Sheng and Zong Rui began to warm up.
"Huh?"
Zong Rui was a little surprised. Qi Sheng’s warm-up form was textbook perfect.
His form reminded her of her instructor from an advanced training course.
When Qi Sheng saw the look on Zong Rui’s face, he secretly smiled to himself.
’You have to use different methods for different girls.’
’To win over a girl with a great body like Zong Rui, you naturally have to make her admire you in her own area of expertise.’
After they finished warming up, Qi Sheng started running.
From his breathing rhythm to his stride length, his form was flawless.
If Zong Rui hadn’t seen the black Daytona on Qi Sheng’s wrist and watched him casually buy 50 of her sessions, she would have truly thought the young heir had been a fitness instructor in the past.
"Mr. Qi, you must be a fitness enthusiast, right?"
Zong Rui strode with her long legs, keeping a steady, athletic pace on her own treadmill.
"You could say that."
Qi Sheng gave a noncommittal nod.
’I can’t just tell her it was all instilled by the System, can I?’
The two of them made small talk as they ran.
After running for half an hour, they moved to the weight training area.
Qi Sheng, of course, knew this equipment inside and out.
But with a beautiful trainer giving him personal instruction, he was more than happy to listen to Zong Rui’s patient explanations.
Even though Zong Rui charged a premium for a strictly professional service, she was still a true professional.
Her explanations on how to use the various machines and the appropriate workout times were meticulous.
Qi Sheng also understood why Zong Rui’s client retention rate was so low.
Even when he deliberately pretended not to know what to do, Zong Rui would only point out his mistakes, never making any physical contact.
The fantasy scenario of a beautiful trainer falling into his arms during a workout was clearly not going to happen.
If Zong Rui were really that kind of coach, her "special score" wouldn’t still be at 100.
All in all, Qi Sheng was quite satisfied.
After one session, Qi Sheng had broken a sweat.
He tossed one of the Fiji water bottles he had brought to Zong Rui.
"Thank you."
Zong Rui twisted open the cap and took a few ladylike sips, her eyes watching Qi Sheng with anticipation.
"Let’s go sign the contract."
Qi Sheng smiled. He naturally knew what Zong Rui was waiting for.
’A 600,000 annual salary, just a few sessions a week, and only one client to serve.’
’It’s an absolute dream job, the kind I wouldn’t even dare to imagine.’
"Okay!"
Zong Rui followed Qi Sheng with a few gleeful skips.
In the gym’s lounge area, Cheng Qi had been waiting for some time.
"Mr. Qi, here is the contract you wanted, and the Seal Paste."
Cheng Qi had personally overseen the drafting of the contract.
He had a newfound appreciation for this Mr. Qi’s financial might.
That kind of extravagant generosity completely shattered her perception of things.
Compared to him, those men who bought twenty or thirty sessions and then tried to get handsy with her weren’t even worthy of carrying Qi Sheng’s shoes.
Qi Sheng went home, took a shower, and changed into a Gucci summer outfit.
He drove his RS6 to the Wuhou Campus of Chuanyin.
Parking his car off-campus, Qi Sheng walked into one of the nation’s top music academies.
There were handsome men and beautiful women everywhere you looked.
Most of the girls studying art came from well-off families.
In terms of looks, they were all decent enough.
With the help of makeup, they would be considered beauties in the eyes of an ordinary person.
Being used to seeing a top-tier beauty like his girlfriend every day, Qi Sheng naturally had little interest in such average-looking girls.
He asked for directions to the girls’ dormitory along the way.
Qi Sheng sent Du Xinxin a quick text and then started walking over at a leisurely pace.
As any guy knows, girls take their time getting ready to go out.
The best thing to do was to stay calm and just wait patiently.
During this period, Qi Sheng’s relationship with Du Xinxin had been heating up quickly.
The girl was simple-hearted and often played games with Qi Sheng over voice chat, making it easy to fall under the illusion of an online romance.
What’s more, Qi Sheng was ridiculously good at games.
Carrying a girl to victory was a piece of cake for him.
Every time Du Xinxin played solo, her teammates would always curse her out for being a liability.
When she teamed up with Qi Sheng, all she had to do was sit back and get carried.
And so, taking advantage of the weekend off, Du Xinxin had asked Qi Sheng several days in advance to go out with her today.
Although Qi Sheng also wanted to win over Pan Yinuo, their conversations lately had been pitifully scarce.
Qi Sheng wasn’t the type to be a simp. After he tried chatting a few times and got no real response, he decisively gave up and focused his energy on conquering Du Xinxin.
The girl had a simple personality, so it was naturally easier to raise her favorability score.
’If he could make their relationship official, that would be another 1 million in income each month.’
’The joy of earning 3 million a month—he had to experience it.’

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