When Zhao Qingyu gracefully walked up to Zhang Xiaojiu, she gently raised her jade-like hand and, as if caressing a precious work of art, slowly ran it over his steel-like, well-defined muscles.
Every inch of his skin radiated a healthy glow, and his powerful muscles felt exceptionally firm and elastic to the touch.
Zhao Qingyu's gaze followed the direction and landed on Zhang Xiaojiu's incredibly thick arm muscles.
Those bulging muscles are closely connected, like a meticulously sculpted work of art, perfectly showcasing the beauty of male masculinity.
She couldn't help but think to herself, "Among all these male models, this boy in front of me has the most toned and muscular muscles."
However, as her gaze gradually moved upwards and finally settled on that face, she couldn't help but sigh with regret.
The man's appearance was not ugly, but it was nothing special, and it was quite mismatched with his amazing physique.
Just as Zhao Qingyu was hesitating about whether to choose this male model, a series of steady and powerful footsteps suddenly came from behind her.
She subconsciously turned around and saw a tall, upright man striding into the clubhouse lobby.
The person wore sunglasses that obscured their face, making it impossible to see their full appearance, but this could not conceal the powerful aura emanating from them.
Behind him followed a group of burly men, all wearing sunglasses. They were all tall and strong, with serious expressions, resembling a well-trained army.
Zhao Qingyu took a closer look and instantly recognized the person who had come. She quickly stepped forward to greet them, her face blossoming into a beautiful and charming smile.
With a clear and melodious voice, she said coquettishly, "Oh my dear handsome Chen, what kind of wind blew you here today?"
"Sister Yu, I just finished eating and was passing by, so I thought I'd stop in to see how your club is doing," Chen Ze said with a smile.
“I’m still recruiting models and public relations staff! There’s a male model here with a really good physique, but his looks aren’t quite up to par. I’m still considering whether to hire him or not.” Zhao Qingyu looked worried.
Chen Ze suggested, "Sister Yu, as long as his male function lasts for more than seven minutes, we can have him. If his appearance is not up to par, we can spend some money to send him to South Korea for plastic surgery. It's worth spending money on good resources."
Zhao Qingyu's eyes lit up when she heard Chen Ze's suggestion. She happily stepped forward, took his arm, and rubbed her ample bosom against his arm, laughing, "Yes! Your idea is brilliant! How come I didn't think of that!"
Unable to resist Zhao Qingyu's temptation, Chen Ze hurriedly pulled his hand away, saying, "Sister Yu, I have to go now, you go ahead with your work."
After saying that, he left as if fleeing before Zhao Qingyu could reply.
"Hey, hey, hey! Don't go! Stay a little longer." Zhao Qingyu tried her best to persuade her to stay.
Seeing Chen Ze leave without looking back, Zhao Qingyu stomped her foot in anger and said, "Why are you running away, you stinky man? I'm not a tiger."
She arrived at the entrance of the clubhouse and watched Chen Ze's convoy drive away quickly, looking unhappy.
Assistant Xiao Su came to her side and asked cautiously, "Sister Yu, who is this man? He has such a powerful aura, I can't help but feel a sense of awe when I see him."
Zhao Qingyu sighed deeply and said softly, "An excellent man who is not easy to get close to."
A moment later, Assistant Xiao Su conducted a functional test on the thirty male models. Afterwards, she discovered that the male model named Zhang Laojiu had a function that lasted for as long as twenty minutes.
Upon learning this news, Zhao Qingyu immediately sent Zhang Laojiu to South Korea for plastic surgery.
After returning, Zhang Laojiu, who was originally of average appearance, has now become a handsome man.
Next, Zhao Qingyu methodically issued instructions to Xiao Su, asking her to carefully arrange a comprehensive group training for the twenty-one male models.
This training covered a wide range of aspects, starting with the most basic walking posture, where every step should exude elegance and confidence; and then moving on to meticulous service attitude, ensuring that one is warm, thoughtful, and attentive to every detail.
Furthermore, it also includes how to chat and laugh while drinking, and how to respond appropriately when listening to someone's emotional outpourings.
All twenty-one male models received the most professional guidance and rigorous training.
They are learning various skills with great concentration, striving to be perfectly competent for their future jobs.
At this moment, Xiao Su stood calmly in front of the group of male models. He cleared his throat and slowly began to instruct:
"Brothers, the Prince Club we're in caters specifically to the wealthy elite, especially those rich women whose marriages aren't going well. You must transform yourselves into warm and caring companions. Use endless care and consideration to melt the ice in their hearts."
Then, Xiao Su took another sip of the mineral water in her hand to moisten her throat and continued:
"When you encounter those arrogant and haughty customers, you must quickly transform into obedient and adorable little puppies. No matter what demands or difficulties they make, you must learn to be submissive and compliant. Only in this way can you make these wealthy women who come to spend money fully feel their unprecedented vanity being greatly satisfied."
At this point, Xiao Su paused slightly, glanced around at the male models in front of her, and emphasized:
"You see, most of the wealthy women who come here to spend money have accumulated years of complaints and dissatisfaction with men. So what you need to do at this time is to act as an excellent emotional dumping ground, listen patiently and offer comfort when appropriate, so that they can vent their frustrations to the fullest."
Not long after the Prince Club opened, it welcomed its first wave of guests. Seven or eight wealthy women entered the Prince Club under the guidance of Zhao Qingyu.
A woman dressed in jewels whispered in Zhao Qingyu's ear, "Qingyu, when I come here to visit, can your employees keep it a secret?"
Zhao Qingyu whispered in her ear, "Sister Lan, you can rest assured 100%. My people are all professionally trained, and it will be absolutely confidential."
The wealthy women nodded in satisfaction and followed the waiter into the club.
The wealthy women's eyes were filled with delight as they saw the handsome and charming male models.
One of the wealthy women, Sister Lan, went straight to Zhang Laojiu, grabbed his hand, and pulled him to sit on the sofa. Without any hesitation, she reached into Zhang Laojiu's clothes and groped his body, feeling his strong muscles and youthful energy.
She licked her lips and asked in a soft, sweet voice, "Little brother, what's your name?"
"Hello, sis~ My name is Xiao Jiu. May I ask how I should address you, sis?"
After several days of training, Zhang Laojiu's tone of voice has become extremely gentle.
Other male models also took the opportunity to showcase the results of their training, chatting and drinking with the wealthy women, creating a lively and extraordinary atmosphere.
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