I am not just a tycoon

"Mmm, I'll always be nice to both of you besties."

"Tsk, here it goes again."

Dai Lu pouted.

"Your technique is too mediocre, let me show you how a real massage is done."

Shen Yuan suggested as he stood up.

Dai Lu fluttered her beautiful eyes: "You can massage too?"

"Of course, I'm an old practitioner of Chinese medicine."

Shen Yuan led Dai Lu by her hand to sit in the executive chair, then gently laid his hands on her shoulders.

The moment Shen Yuan's hands touched, Dai Lu's body trembled slightly, suddenly regretting letting Shen Yuan massage her.

His hands felt light yet roaming sure above her shoulders.

"Why do you call yourself an old practitioner of Chinese medicine?"

Dai Lu asked, somewhat nervously, trying to change the subject.

"Because it's a family heirloom skill."

Shen Yuan shifted his angle and noticed that Dai Lu's Xue'er looked even more majestic.

Wrapped in a beige tank top, the whiteness was even more exposed from this angle, appearing rounder too, and that deep crevice always made one's gaze involuntarily wander inside.

"Family heirloom skill?"

Dai Lu didn't quite understand.

"Yeah, you'll get it in a moment."

Shen Yuan began to apply more pressure to her shoulders.

The harem was very ambitious, each having learned massage on their own, so having been massaged so many times, Shen Yuan had also picked up some techniques.

Knowing which parts were the most soothing to press, knowing which pressure felt the best.

Women's shoulders are unlike men's; they are narrower and can easily be covered by both hands, also soft to the knead, Shen Yuan actually started to get quite into it.

However, if the NPCs found out that he was actually giving other women massages, they would probably be furious.

"Mmm~"

A suppressed yet satisfying moan rose in the office, Dai Lu squinted her eyes: "Now I believe you are an old practitioner of Chinese medicine."

"Of course, it's a family heirloom skill after all. Miss Dai, the shoulder massage is about to end, would you like to experience the tuina techniques of an old practitioner of Chinese medicine?"

"Tuina?"

"Yeah, it's the use of fingers and palms to press and knead specific acupoints, which can promote blood circulation and the balance of bodily functions."

Shen Yuan spoke very seriously.

"Let's try it... Wait, wait a second."

Dai Lu almost instinctively agreed, but then realized something was off.

Specific acupoints, who knows what he meant by 'specific' points.

But it was too late, Shen Yuan's hands naturally slid down, actually reaching right into the tank top.

"Sister Dai Lu, based on my years of medical experience, I've determined this is where you carry the most burden. Why don't we start here?"

Shen Yuan tried to gain a comprehensive grasp.

"Shen Yuan, stop, stop, I don't need a massage here."

Dai Lu panicked all at once, she just knew Shen Yuan was up to no good, yet still fell for his scheme.

This morning in the changing room, she had also been tossed around by him, and then spent a long time cleaning up in the bathroom.

"As an old practitioner of Chinese medicine with rich clinical experience, you should trust me. Their weight will undoubtedly put pressure on your back and shoulders, and over time may even lead to skeletal deformities and pain."

"I am an old practitioner of Chinese medicine with such medical ethics, I simply cannot bear to see you troubled by illness. So, let me help you."

Shen Yuan covered her without waiting.

Dai Lu's body tensed, pinkness swiftly spreading over her snowy skin, she couldn't help but frown with Liu Mei: "You always find opportunities to take advantage of me..."

"You're wrong there, I'm clearly treating you. We're still in the first treatment, the second one is upcoming... Don't rush, let's take it step by step."

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"..."

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3 PM, the large conference room.

Shen Yuan sat at the center of the oval table, facing the management team of the golf course, and tapped the table, "Sorry to keep everyone waiting, let's start the meeting."

Everyone sat up straight, displaying a serious attentiveness.

"Today, Zheng Feng brought a few reports to my office. I've reviewed them – they contain data on the past year's revenue, profit, customer base, per-customer spending, and return visit rate... I already have an understanding of these numbers; the law firm has provided me with a more comprehensive report."

"To be honest, I am somewhat dissatisfied with the current state of the golf course's operations."

Upon hearing this, everyone's heart sank; generally speaking, with such an opening statement, a ruthless cull might soon follow.

"However, the hard work everyone has put in over the years isn't reflected in those reports, and can only be truly appreciated by being here at the golf course."

Hearing the boss say this, people felt slightly relieved, and the roller coaster of emotions made them realize that the boss had some tricks up his sleeve.

First a stick, then a carrot.

And he seems to be only in his twenties.

Most of them are in their 40s or 50s, with kids who are mostly teenagers or in their twenties, and now they are being led by a boss in his twenties, which feels quite strange.

"So, I've decided to give everyone a chance, a chance to improve the revenue and profits of the golf course."

Shen Yuan glanced at Zheng Feng, "Write this down, Zheng Feng."

"Understood, Mr. Shen."

Zheng Feng nodded slightly, no matter what, at least the boss wouldn't be firing anyone today.

At the same time, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Clearly, the boss was giving them a chance to show their performance before deciding whether to wield the axe.

"My demand is to improve from four aspects, all results-oriented for the sake of the golf course's revenue and profits."

"First, upgrade the golf course facilities to provide members and customers with a better experience. Second, offer personalized services to members and customers, with the aim of having what others do not. Third, organize a variety of events to enhance the golf course's reputation and increase utilization. Fourth, offer flexible operating hours, such as adding night-time activities, not necessarily limited to golf."

"Everyone has a week to come up with a proposal and send it to me. I will then assess if the proposal is feasible. If the proposal isn't off the mark, I might make some adjustments, after which you will execute according to the plan."

"In the end, I only look at the results. If after three months there's an improvement in revenue and profit, that would be great for all. If the revenue and profits are not satisfactory, then you all know what to expect."

"Do you all understand?"

With that, Shen Yuan stood up.

Everyone was stunned – was the meeting over already, in less than 5 minutes?

It was probably the first time they had such a short meeting, and they found it unbelievable.

They even thought the boss would have them brainstorm, speak out and offer suggestions for the golf course, and they had even prepared their lines, but there was no chance for them to speak at all.

"We understand, Mr. Shen, I've noted it all down."

Zheng Feng thought to himself that young people really do have a different style – no repetition, no reiteration. The boss speaks, and that's it.

However, the points the boss raised precisely pinpointed the weaknesses of the golf course, making Zheng Feng wonder if the boss was really an outsider to the industry.

Zheng Feng escorted Shen Yuan out the door, while the rest exchanged glances.

"To be so young yet so wealthy must have its reasons; he speaks concisely and to the point, no gibberish, no long-windedness. I definitely can't do that," Yang Jun said with a sigh.

"At first, I thought Mr. Shen was ignorant of the industry, but it seems he's quite capable after all. Plus, the proposal giving us a chance to redeem ourselves is quite humane. I take back the disrespect I had for Mr. Shen just now."

"Mr. Shen is young and promising. I wonder if he hires male assistants. I really want my son to learn from him."

"I think the chance for a male assistant is slim. Hey, Old Luo, don't you have a daughter? Why not let her try?"

"Get lost!"

"....."

At this moment, Dai Lu was driving her mini on her way back.

After lunch, Shen Yuan invited her out for dinner and a movie, but Dai Lu dared not stay any longer.

Just playing a round of golf and having a meal, and she was harassed twice. If she went to a movie, who knows what else might happen.

Thinking about it was infuriating. Shen Yuan even described that matter as "treatment" and even asked her to use Xue'er to help him...

Dai Lu looked down and saw that it was still red.

Thinking of that frivolous face, Dai Lu bit her lower lip in anger... It's infuriating!

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