36: Earning money is not shameful.

As if she were inspecting a piece of merchandise.

"Oh? Specially invited to give us a massage?"

She leaned lazily against the sofa, rubbing her fragrant shoulder with fingers painted in bright red polish.

"Just in time; my neck and shoulders have been a bit sore from playing cards these past few days."

Her chin tilted up slightly as she spoke in a commanding tone.

"You, come over here and give me a try."

Mrs. Zheng's commanding tone sounded particularly piercing in the extravagant private room.

Lin Chao's eyes narrowed slightly.

Through that slit, an imperceptible sharp glint flashed.

Immediately, his face was covered in a smile as warm as a spring breeze.

He nodded and truly prepared to walk over.

Making money wasn't shameful.

In his eyes, this wasn't humiliation; this was clearly sales performance delivered right to his doorstep.

Mrs. Zheng, was it?

After enjoying his unique massage service, if she didn't buy something tonight, it would be far too unreasonable.

Lin Chao had already calculated it in his mind.

Tonight, no matter what, he had to sell a top-of-the-line Luxury Capsule Massage Chair!

However, he had just taken a single step.

"Lin Chao, stop right there."

A cold voice with a hint of laziness drifted over from beside him.

It was Xie Mengya.

Lin Chao stopped and looked at her with some confusion.

He saw Xie Mengya holding a wine glass, gently swirling the dark red liquid within, looking at the jewel-bedecked Mrs. Wang with a half-smile.

"Sister Bingqing, what are you doing?"

Her voice was very soft, yet it caused the noisy music and laughter in the room to fall silent.

"My younger brother isn't some technician specially invited to give you massages."

As soon as Xie Mengya said this, Mrs. Zheng's—that is, Zheng Bingqing's—expression instantly froze.

Xie Mengya acted as if she hadn't noticed and continued leisurely.

"Of course, if you really feel that your neck and shoulders are aching badly..."

"My brother can recommend a massager that is very suitable for you, guaranteed to cure the ailment."

These words offered a way out, but they also planted a thorn.

Zhong Lin, who was standing to the side, also realized what was happening and shot a look of slight dissatisfaction at Zheng Bingqing.

"Bingqing, really now."

"Haven't you considered that Meng Ya has never brought a man to our gatherings before?"

Zhong Lin's sentence carried a lot of weight.

The implication was that Lin Chao's status in Xie Mengya's heart was extraordinary.

By ordering him around like a servant, whose face were you slapping?

Zheng Bingqing's face flushed red and then turned pale; it was quite a sight.

She was stunned for several seconds.

She hadn't expected that for the sake of a mere pretty boy, Xie Mengya would actually embarrass her so publicly.

An anonymous fire flared up in her heart instantly.

But between Zhong Lin and Xie Mengya, she couldn't afford to offend either of them.

Ultimately, she forced out a smile that looked more painful than crying.

"Oh my, look at me, I was just joking," she said, sliding down the offered exit, "Since he's Meng Ya's brother, his skills certainly won't be lacking."

"Sure, then how about this brother recommends a massager to me?"

This sounded like a compromise, but the words "this brother" were spoken with a sarcastic bite.

Xie Mengya ignored her petty thoughts and leaned close to Lin Chao's ear.

A scent of orchids mixed with red wine instantly filled Lin Chao's nostrils.

He heard her whisper in a barely audible voice, her breath as sweet as lilies.

"In a moment, just recommend the most expensive one."

Lin Chao understood immediately.

This was her backing him up while simultaneously teaching this arrogant Mrs. Zheng a lesson.

He caught on at once, his smile remaining unchanged, but he did not walk toward Zheng Bingqing.

Instead, he plopped down right next to Zhong Lin.

This action once again made his stance clear.

Across the coffee table, he faced Zheng Bingqing from a distance and offered a professional, confident smile.

"Mrs. Zheng, it's like this."

"Our company recently released a new Intelligent Luxury Massage Bed. I think it's particularly suitable for you."

He began to speak eloquently.

"This massage bed utilizes the latest AI somatosensory recognition technology, which can accurately locate three hundred and sixty acupoints across your body. The pressure simulates a real person, and..."

Lin Chao paused, his tone shifting to include a hint of mysterious suggestion.

"Most importantly, it also features a unique Dual-person Rhythm Mode. For promoting feelings between couples and improving quality of life... it has miraculous effects."

He winked at Zheng Bingqing with a "you know what I mean" expression.

"The full set isn't expensive either, only one hundred and twenty-eight thousand eight hundred."

Zheng Bingqing was already suppressing her anger after being ganged up on by Xie Mengya and Zhong Lin.

Hearing this, she thought: an unheard-of brand and a mere bed, yet he dared to ask for over a hundred and twenty thousand?

She sneered in her heart.

Fine, so you're all teaming up to treat me like a sucker, are you?

Brat, do you really think my money grows on trees?

I have money, but I'm not a fool who just throws it away!

The malicious fire in her heart eventually transformed into a poisonous smile.

Zheng Bingqing picked up the wine glass in front of her, swirling it gently, her eyes staring straight at Lin Chao like hooks.

"Brother, you know the functions of this bed... so clearly?"

Her voice was drawn out, carrying an unspeakable ambiguity and malice.

"Could it be..." she paused intentionally, her gaze scanning back and forth between Lin Chao and Xie Mengya, "...that you've tried it personally with your Sister Mengya?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the room became so quiet that a needle drop could be heard.

The faces of several wealthy wives showed expressions of anticipation for a good show.

This was no longer just making things difficult for Lin Chao; it was insulting Xie Mengya as well.

Xie Mengya's knuckles turned slightly white as she gripped her wine glass, but her face remained devoid of expression.

The smile on Lin Chao's face faded for a fleeting second.

He frowned slightly, but that displeasure was quickly masked by professional warmth.

Instead of being angry, he smiled even more radiantly: "Mrs. Zheng, you really know how to joke."

His voice was neither humble nor arrogant, clear and pleasant to the ear.

"As our company's Gold Medal Salesperson, I naturally know our products inside out. I must study every detail thoroughly to better serve our customers, wouldn't you agree?"

His response was airtight, resolving the awkwardness while simultaneously boosting his professional image.

He shifted the topic as if he were truly considering Zheng Bingqing's needs.

"Of course, if Mrs. Zheng feels the price of this massage bed is indeed a bit high..."

"I also have a portable massager here specifically for neck and shoulder relaxation, and its effect is also excellent."

He gestured: "The price is only one thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight."

"If it's just simple neck and shoulder soreness, using it once a day for one course of treatment is guaranteed to provide significant relief."