130. Physical attractiveness is a resource, equivalent to talent and wealth.

Any girl who dares to take the initiative and walk closer to a Cayenne door to strike up a conversation must be a pretty young woman with plenty of confidence, and her attire and styling are bound to be top-notch.

Bai Haonan was bored enough to do just that, strolling leisurely through the campus with Yu Jiali while eating at a run-down food stall just behind the school gate. They wandered around at ease for at least two hours before heading back. By then, another quite pretty female student was sitting inside the car chatting with Qian Niu. It was obvious that Qian Niu, who had been somewhat depressed earlier, now looked completely at ease. Bai Haonan pretended to look disappointed, claiming they hadn't been able to find the person they were looking for and would just have to come back next time. The female student had undoubtedly already exchanged contact numbers with Qian Niu and said goodbye with a fresh, bright smile.

Yu Jiali was amazed to discover that Qian Niu was actually sitting in the car eating the lunch that the female student had brought him, and reportedly, it wasn't even the same girl as before. "Don't you guys think this is a bit sexist?"

Bai Haonan smoothly started the car, waved goodbye to the girl outside the window, and made a U-turn. "You can be prejudiced against us too. Back then, when you drove your luxury van over to look for me, how do you think that scene felt?"

Yu Jiali pouted, displeased.

Bai Haonan felt like he was asking for trouble. "Don't like hearing it? How did people look at you when you weren't pretty? How do people look at me when I'm broke? Both of us have experienced these dramatic ups and downs. Aren't people and this society just that realistic? If I were completely useless except for this face, old man Yu probably wouldn't have agreed to let you mess around with me either. It's all just mutual utilization."

Yu Jiali said somewhat petulantly, "Not me! There are always some relationships that aren't so realistic!"

Bai Haonan didn't want to argue. "Fine, fine, whatever you say. You're the boss."

Yu Jiali complained, "You never treat me like the boss. You always make me angry!"

Bai Haonan sneered, "If you treated me like an employee, you probably wouldn't be angry anymore."

Yu Jiali was clearly deep in thought. She gestured for Bai Haonan to drop her off at the company first, and only when getting out of the car did she mention that she would head over for a workout later.

Having had an enthusiastic female student keep him company and chat for free for two hours, Qian Niu's mood had improved significantly. "This President Yu is actually an honest girl."

Bai Haonan actually asked, "Then do you guys count as a good match?"

Qian Niu spat out a laugh and cursed, "I'm not about to become brothers-in-law with you! You think I couldn't tell that those chicks all have a thing with you, and you even had ulterior motives when you told them to take care of me!"

Bai Haonan replied righteously, "I risked life and limb to gather intelligence purely for your sake!"

Qian Niu chuckled twice, and after a moment said, "Thanks, Lao Nan."

Bai Haonan raised a hand and snapped his fingers behind him to show how smug he was, earning himself a slap from Qian Niu. At least Qian Niu could now ask with a smile what it felt like to drive a Cayenne. He certainly hadn't dared to drive the Rolls-Royce last time, but after driving the Hummer, he already felt pretty badass.

Bai Haonan didn't ask whether he would still go chat up female students; instead, he mainly focused on passing on his experience of driving luxury cars.

Of course, back at the fitness center, he still had a female student to mentor. The moment he helped the crutch-supported Qian Niu arrive at the gym, he saw Li Lin wearing that prim flight attendant uniform, skipping out from behind the counter to greet them with boundless enthusiasm. It made Qian Niu step inside, momentarily wondering if he had walked into the wrong place. Then, seeing Li Lin's suddenly dazzling smile directed right beside him, the guy let out a long sigh, limped off on his own to find some gym equipment, and went to work out. Having been bedridden for two months—luckily suffering from undernutrition rather than anything worse—otherwise, given his physical condition, he would have rapidly piled on the fat. He left Bai Haonan to face the music alone.

Bai Haonan had almost forgotten about the matter. Seeing Li Lin looking like she was just about to wag her tail and grin from ear to ear, he desperately racked his brain to recall the teaching content: finger hearts!

That's right, it was getting Li Lin to figure out various hand gestures for making tiny hearts. "We had an auto show last year, and they hired us to be on-site... well, anyway, I saw those car models standing there striking all sorts of cute poses for photos. You should just copy that."

Li Lin's entire head was filled with question marks of utter incomprehension. "Huh?"

Bai Haonan figured he couldn't pull off cute poses himself, so he told the pyramid-scheme girl working as the cashier to teach Li Lin the pyramid-scheme dance. This didn't require any dance foundation; it was nothing more than doing signature moves similar to the Loyalty Dance, including things like the "grateful heart" gesture, which was considered an essential opening routine for every pyramid-scheme team's lecture presentation. Li Lin probably hadn't learned it yet. Watching the girl skillfully lead her through it once left her even more baffled. "This isn't hard, but what am I supposed to do with this?"

Taking advantage of his position watching from the side, Bai Haonan remembered some performance gestures he had seen in certain nightclubs and added a few pointers. "Just be cute, strike these cute poses. Go practice in front of the mirror, puff out your cheeks to look adorable and playful, do whatever works, and tomorrow you're coming along to the work site!"

The cashier girl quickly suggested she could look up related videos and pictures on the computer to study. Bai Haonan praised her proactive attitude, and Li Lin hurriedly announced that she knew how to use a computer too. Bai Haonan politely invited the computer-literate person to go study on her own.

Li Lin, who had always considered her bright smile to be her most familiar asset, spent the entire afternoon practicing this. From time to time, she would run over to ask Bai Haonan if she looked cute like this. Chen Juan and Xiao Wan, who had accompanied Yu Jiali back after getting off work in the afternoon, dragged and pulled her away, telling her not to let the boss grow resentful of her!

Upon seeing this, Yu Jiali gave Bai Haonan an ultimatum: "Tomorrow, she is not allowed to come with me. Who wants to stand next to her and look like a maid?"

While guiding her through a workout, Bai Haonan scoffed, "Oh, your confidence is through the roof now, isn't it? Who was it that spent all her school days acting like a maid to other people?"

Yu Jiali retaliated against her coach by kicking the butterfly machine. Hanging her entire body weight on the equipment to perform the movement was actually a bit difficult, but fitness was like that: as long as you kept it up for a long time and felt the expected changes in your body, a girl with a somewhat strong desire for control like her would easily fall in love with the sensation. Once she completely mastered the feeling of her own body, her confidence naturally followed.

Sure enough, the next morning on Saturday, a somewhat nervous Li Lin was just about to get into Bai Haonan's car when she was shooed over to join her dad. "You go in the red one, and follow Sister Juan's instructions on everything. Also, coordinate well with the fitness team's coaches..." Li Lin puffed out her cheeks hard, stumbling slightly left and right even as she climbed into the bullet van her dad was driving. Bai Haonan still had to instruct old Li: "You've been to the locations before. Even though the people there are all reasonable, there are plenty of hot-headed jocks in sports. Just in case anything happens, take good care of your daughter. That counts as your primary job responsibility."

Old Li gave Bai Haonan a deeply meaningful look and nodded repeatedly. Chen Juan also exchanged a knowing glance with Bai Haonan. The two bullet vans, each packed full with six or seven people, set off right behind them. Even with his limp, Qian Niu managed to board one of them. Meanwhile, Bai Haonan's car actually had its rear seats folded down to act as a cargo van—oh, and A Da was in there too.

After setting off, they stopped downstairs at Yu's apartment building to pick up Yu Jiali.

Over the weekend, these three vehicles from the fitness center would tour each pickup soccer pitch one by one in the form of a promotional team. Their morning destination was the pickup soccer pitch outside the provincial stadium where Yu Jiali and Bai Haonan had originally met—comparatively speaking, it had the highest skill level and the largest area in the provincial capital.

As soon as the three vehicles arrived, the young guys immediately unloaded the white canopy tents from the back of the Cayenne and set them up. Printed across the top were the logo and name of Jia Neng Fitness, alongside a transportable folding treadmill and various retractable display stands. Having spent the past week practicing across all departments and going out on several business sales pitches with Bai Haonan, they had learned how to handle this kind of setup. Jia Zheng had a specialized design agency on hand, so making these items was a breeze.

Anyway, many hands make light work, and in no time at all, everything was erected right at the entrance of the pitch. A row of six or seven young fellows were all dressed in tight athletic wear with soccer training jerseys layered over top. Then Chen Juan led four girls, all clad in brightly colored tight fitness leggings and cropped sports bras, making any soccer enthusiast passing by—or even ordinary passersby—stop dead in their tracks.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this momentary pause that people noticed the tall girl wearing a deep blue small uniform and rather unpretentious clothing. Sporting a very ordinary, quiet little quiff hairstyle, she stood gracefully by the pillar of the canopy tent, smiling brilliantly at everyone who looked her way.

While Li Lin might just look like an ordinary pretty girl most of the time when she cast her eyes downward, the moment she smiled like this and made a cute little twisting finger gesture near her cheek, she instantly transformed into a massive, lethal scythe, directly reaping the attention of all the males in the vicinity!

Bai Haonan called out to his young players while taking a casual glance around, looking slightly puzzled. "What's the meaning of this? Wanting money?"

Yu Jiali, standing right beside him, was also dressed in tight athletic wear, though she had added a fluorescent green sun-protection shirt over her sports bra. She stood on tiptoes to take a look before forcing herself to look away, and couldn't help giving Bai Haonan a slap on the shoulder. "That's a little vixen capable of bringing down kingdoms and ruining cities!" She mimicked the small twisting motion with her thumb and index finger, then laughed. "Heart fingers! It's a peach-heart gesture that's only recently started circulating on the internet!"

Bai Haonan genuinely studied Yu Jiali's fingers and still couldn't figure out how those two digits formed a peach heart, but he had to admit that the way Li Lin did it looked truly stunning.

What kind of feeling was that? It felt like someone sprinting at full speed would suddenly be reined in hard by that smile!

Like a magnet, it firmly pulled people in!

He had to take a deep breath to shake the distracting thoughts from his mind, then led the young players running onto the pitch to begin the small-sided warm-up drills that professional players were intimately familiar with.

This was different from the hospital staff team's warm-up, and different from the warm-ups seen before many top-league matches. It was the kind of fun, small training routine professional clubs often used during relaxed warm-ups: pairing up in twos, passing and moving relative to each other. Simple as it looked, keeping four or five pairs doing it in parallel with exact uniformity required a solid professional foundation. The final pair was Bai Haonan and Carla working together. Bai Haonan had a whistle clamped between his teeth, blowing it at regular intervals so everyone would execute a synchronized pass in unison. Over a distance of more than ten meters, accuracy was easy to control, and the key was that both sides maintained identical, synchronized movements, making it extremely pleasing to watch!

Those soccer enthusiasts who were already on the pitch preparing for a pickup game, changing clothes, or just walking in were inevitably drawn over by the sound of the whistle, save for a small handful whose gazes remained stubbornly fixed on Li Lin and the other smiling, smoking-hot girls.

Yu Jiali kept her gaze fixed somewhat intently on Bai Haonan.

Of course she could tell that this was the very drill Bai Haonan had been practicing with the guys on the rooftop pitch every afternoon over the past few days. The man who was usually so slovenly and carefree became more serious than anyone else the moment he stepped onto a soccer field. That intense focus, set against his tight half-length athletic wear and the loose training jersey draped over top, could easily be imagined in a film or television drama as a handsome, sword-wielding knight in flowing white robes!

The girl was having another lovesick moment!

This was part of the agreement Bai Haonan had made with the various pitch owners: clearing a section of the field for their promotional display.

With well over a hundred people gathered around—after all, only soccer enthusiasts would come out to play during their weekend rest—watching this professional-grade warm-up with ball drills naturally drew everyone to the sidelines. Some people probably recognized that these young guys were the same high-level young ringers who had been frequently subbing in and guest-playing around recently. As for the bearded fellow, naturally many of them remembered him; driving a Rolls-Royce right up to the edge of the pitch had long since become a legend in the provincial capital's pickup soccer circles.

Of course, that big black guy was eye-catching enough on his own. A Black man, chubby yet somehow looking vaguely familiar, had plenty of people whispering. "Professional? Are these guys definitely professionals?"

Yu Jiali had completely forgotten why she was even there. By this time, Chen Juan and the others had started circulating around the pitch handing out printed fitness center flyers. The key points were clear and the target audience precise: football-specific fitness training aimed at adults aged 20 to 45. The fitness center was located in the downtown commercial district with convenient transportation and dining options, featuring its own training pitch, a gym, and professional-grade hydrotherapy pools. It could effectively help soccer enthusiasts significantly improve their physical condition and playing ability within half a month to three months...

Such promotional material could probably generate a whole host of buzzwords in the advertising world—clear targeting, distinct purpose, the construction of brand visual power, and so on. Bai Haonan didn't know all those professional terms; his attitude was simple and brutal. Why talk so much? Just bring them out for a test drive!

With a sharp blow of his whistle, he halted the drill and issued a challenge to the surrounding spectators: "Friendly test match, anyone can play! Gather seven people and you can play a match against us. Fifteen minutes to experience the difference between your playing ability and what we've trained for..."

Before he even finished the first half of the sentence, two or thirty people came crowding forward. They had come to play soccer in the first place—who wouldn't want to cross swords with experts like these and get a feel for it?

From a distance, Bai Haonan gave Carla a meaningful look. The big black guy smiled and led the fitness coaches off toward the canopy tents. Meanwhile, Bai Haonan acted as the referee, casually pointing at seven individuals to immediately take the field and square off against his seven players. What else was there to say?

Without even needing fancy skills or slick professional-grade coordination, sheer physical dominance alone was enough to crush these amateur enthusiasts. A few naturally gifted pickup players, under even slight pressure from two or three of the young athletes, instantly fell far behind. The players didn't bully anyone either; they mainly showcased the gap in ability, driving the ball right up to the goalmouth before easing up and holding their ground. This gracious attitude actually earned round after round of applause from the enthusiasts.

Bai Haonan called out his commentary loudly: "My friend over there, your strength in the thighs is decent, but your lower leg swing needs work. If you adjust that habitual movement, you'll improve a lot..."

"And you, my friend, your explosive push-off reaction is good, but your thigh and glute muscles lack systematically trained strength. Xiao Song, show him how to push off using that movement..."

The young player smiled, pulled up his shorts to reveal his thighs, and demonstrated a similar driving push-off movement. Those thick, well-defined leg muscles showed clear definition beneath the white tight-fitting pants, drawing gasps of awe from all around. No wonder.

Look, it was just that simple and direct way of demonstrating value. Soccer enthusiasts who usually threw away promotional flyers without a second glance were now, to varying degrees, repeatedly reading the words and prices on the exquisitely printed materials, then comparing them to the agile figures bounding across the pitch. Since they all loved the sport, who wouldn't want to play a little better?

In truth, the vast majority of amateur soccer enthusiasts had never received any opportunity for professional training in their entire lives. Want to go take a look?

Amidst the interweaving smiles and chatter of Chen Juan and her team, all fingers pointed toward the white canopy tent over yonder, and toward the tall model who kept flashing that radiant smile...

Many people's bodies moved faster than their brains, and instinctively, they walked right over.