Half an hour later, at Jiashan Media Co., Ltd.
After completing his resignation and handover procedures, Lin Chu prepared to leave.
Just as he was waiting for the elevator, a familiar figure caught his eye.
She wore a black leather jacket over a cropped bustier, with a Chanel chain bag slung over her shoulder. Her smooth, delicate midriff was exposed, revealing the faint outline of ab muscles. On the lower half, she wore leather pants paired with bare-legged black knee-high boots, perfectly accentuating her voluptuous legs. With her wine-red voluminous waves and a height of 175 centimeters, she exuded a mature, sexy, glamorous aura.
"Brother Chu?"
"Oh, it's you, Yin Xintong."
For his old acquaintance, Lin Chu couldn't help but cast an [Insight Technique].
[Name: Yin Xintong]
[Age: 22]
[Height: 175cm]
[Weight: 54kg]
[Energy: 0]
[Appearance: 90]
[Endurance: 65]
[Favorability: 50]
"I thought you were some new male influencer who just joined our company... How did you completely change your look just over the weekend?"
Yin Xintong looked the "handsome young man" up and down with an expression of disbelief.
She was a minor influencer in the company with a following of over three million. Lin Chu's usual work involved copywriting and script planning, so he frequently interacted with her. After going back and forth a few times, the two of them had become well acquainted.
"Why are you staring at me like that? After all these years, have you finally discovered my beauty?"
Yin Xintong leaned in close to him, blinking her large, expressive eyes. The distance between them was less than ten centimeters, making the posture rather ambiguous. Still, having spent the past two years together, Lin Chu knew this young woman had an outgoing, carefree personality. She was quite confident in her looks and occasionally liked to tease and flirt with Lin Chu using her charms.
Naturally, he wasn't narcissistic enough to think she had romantic feelings for him. After all, a young, attractive, popular influencer earning tens of thousands a month would hardly look twice at an underling making a few thousand a month.
"Beauty is in the thighs, you know I'm a leg person."
Lin Chu glanced unabashedly at the long legs beneath her knee-high boots.
No black silk stockings—minus points.
"???"
Faced with Lin Chu's bold gaze, Yin Xintong couldn't help freezing for a moment. Was this really Lin Chu, that quiet wallflower from usual?
"Tsk, I was in a rush going out today and didn't have time to wear them. Blame me, then?"
She immediately rolled her eyes and snapped back with displeasure.
"Take note for next time. Oh wait, there won't be a next time."
"What, are you saying you're quitting?"
Yin Xintong seemed to sense something was amiss.
"Yes."
"Are you out of your mind? The Chinese New Year is right around the corner—don't you want your year-end bonus?"
"My family's house got demolished, I don't need this peanuts."
If he had heard these words before, it might have actually stung a bit. But now? A year-end bonus was worth less than a single hair compared to the system's rewards.
"No way, seriously?"
With a look of sheer disbelief, Yin Xintong re-evaluated Lin Chu from head to toe. Not only had he changed his hairstyle, but he was also dressed head-to-toe in LV, even if she couldn't tell whether it was genuine or not.
"Guess."
"Tsk tsk, you definitely owe me a treat for this, Brother Chu! Now that you've turned into a rich second-generation heir, wouldn't it be unreasonable not to have a farewell meal given our relationship?"
"Sure, any restaurant in Hangzhou, you pick."
"It's a deal then. But you wouldn't mind if I brought someone else along, right?"
"You know I'm a prominent influencer with a reputation to uphold. It wouldn't look too good if people saw me dining alone with you."
"That's fine, on the condition that they have to be good-looking. No uglies."
Lin Chu didn't mind too much; when they worked together before, he had freeloaded off her treats a few times anyway. Adding one person was just an extra mouth and another pair of chopsticks.
"Tsk tsk, have you ever seen anyone I hang out with who isn't good-looking?"
"Alright then, I'll contact you tonight. Tell me what you want to eat, or I'll just pick myself."
Lin Chu nodded and stepped out of the elevator. Watching his dashing, carefree departure, Yin Xintong couldn't help feeling a renewed wave of curiosity. Was he really the same Lin Chu she knew?
......
After leaving the company, Lin Chu took a ride-hailing car straight to the Master Tennis Club.
"Hello, sir. Are you here to purchase lessons?"
Soon enough, the receptionist noticed Lin Chu.
"Yes."
Looking at the list of service rates, Lin Chu couldn't help sighing once again that tennis truly wasn't a sport the average person could afford to play. First came the court fees, divided into indoor and outdoor: indoor courts cost 200 yuan per hour, outdoor courts 300 yuan, while premium clay courts ran between 600 to 800 yuan per hour. Next were standard private coaching sessions, costing 800 to 1,500 yuan per hour, while elite private coaching soared to 100,000 yuan for ten lessons. Add in all sorts of miscellaneous expenses, and just learning properly would cost hundreds of thousands.
"Have you ever played before? If you'd like, I can arrange for a coach to give you a trial lesson?"
As she spoke, the receptionist pulled out a tablet computer. It displayed many young coaches, both male and female. Although he had already looked at most of them on the official website yesterday, he still noticed a familiar new face—seemingly the sexy, glamorous woman in yoga pants who had handed him a flyer yesterday.
Tang Manrou, 24 years old, national-level tennis player, former WTA tour participant...
"Sure, is this coach available?"
"Coach Tang?"
"Coach Tang doesn't have a class right now, but her private coaching fee might be a bit higher. Even a trial lesson is 1,500 yuan an hour, oh?"
The receptionist looked over Lin Chu's outfit and said with a smile.
"No problem, let's go with her."
"Tsk tsk, another man opening his wallet just for Coach Tang's beauty."
The receptionist nodded, sighing inwardly to herself before heading off to find the coach.
Before long, a tall female figure walked out from the lounge. Standing around 172 centimeters tall, she wore a white tennis skirt that revealed a pair of straight, well-contoured legs and a perky buttocks beneath the hem. The white athletic crop top on her upper body outlined an exaggerated chest curve, exposing a section of tight, slender waist that highlighted an exceptionally stunning golden ratio waist-to-hip curve. She had her long blonde hair tied up high, securing stray strands with a red headband bearing a logo. Unlike her sexy vibe yesterday, today she appeared both dashing and spirited, yet carried a hint of subtle haughtiness. She was the absolute embodiment of a pure-yet-sexy athletic goddess!
[Name: Tang Manrou]
[Age: 23]
[Height: 172cm]
[Weight: 52kg]
[Energy: 0]
[Appearance: 92]
[Endurance: 85]
[Favorability: 55]
"Hello, I am Tang Manrou."
Tang Manrou gave a slight smile with a seductive voice. Since she was the one who had handed him the flyer yesterday, she naturally had some impression of Lin Chu. Dressed in full Dior, he seemed like he had a bit of money. She was quite confident in her own looks and figure. Coming to find her today, he must have been captivated by her beauty. There were plenty of men who came to take lessons purely to hit on her, and over time, she had grown completely accustomed to it.
"Yes, can we start the lesson now?"
Yet, Lin Chu's straightforwardness completely disrupted Tang Manrou's train of thought.