CHAPTER 391: CHAPTER 260: EVEN A DUKE NEEDS CAO PI

The two foot massage technicians are the most experienced masters in the whole shop.

When Gu Bai came for the first time, Li Zhun specifically introduced them. Although both of them are nearing 60 years of age, they are the treasures of the store, and their appearance fee is also very high. Fifteen minutes costs 1000 RMB, and an hour is 4000 RMB.

This price is absolutely not something that ordinary people can afford.

"Chairman Gu, can we start now?"

The two elderly men, already in their sixties, respectfully asked Gu Bai.

Gu Bai smiled and nodded to the two, then let Hugh Grosvenor lay on the bamboo bed.

"Two masters, my friend is experiencing traditional foot massage for the first time, you must be a little gentle with him."

Gu Bai remembered his first experience when Li Zhun brought him here. Although the middle and later stages were indeed very comfortable, under the hands of the technicians, the first 15 minutes were akin to torture, which ordinary people couldn’t endure.

"Chairman Gu, rest assured, the initial experience is the most obvious. Since you’ve experienced it, you can briefly introduce it to your friend."

After saying this, the two technicians began to disinfect their hands with alcohol wipes.

Gu Bai saw Hugh Grosvenor lying on the bamboo bed, and with a mischievous smile, he said, "Hugh, if you haven’t experienced Hua Country’s traditional foot massage skills, I suggest you surrender in advance and opt for Western-style foot therapy; it’ll be easier for you to handle."

Hugh Grosvenor, looking invigorated after a medicinal bath, nonchalantly responded to Gu Bai’s words, "No worries, I have a dedicated therapist in the Eagle Country who regularly gives me foot massages. I understand it might be a bit painful at first, but it’s okay, I can handle it."

"Trust me, you might not be able to handle it."

Hearing Gu Bai’s doubtful tone, Hugh Grosvenor laughed and said, "Let’s make a bet then. I plan to establish a worldwide philanthropic organization. If I successfully endure your Hua Country’s traditional foot massage, you’ll join my charity organization. If I can’t endure it, when you next come to our Eagle Country, I’ll gift you a manor!

How about it? Isn’t this a fair bet?"

"Are you really so confident?"

"Of course!"

Although the property prices in the Eagle Country are not as outrageous as in Hua Country, the average price per square meter in the Greater London Administrative Region also translates to forty to fifty thousand RMB. A manor is a step above a villa. Although Gu Bai did not believe Hugh Grosvenor would wager their ancestral Eton Manor, even the smallest manor, converted to RMB, would be worth over a billion. Gu Bai couldn’t help but sigh; European tycoons are indeed tycoons, handling billions of RMB as if it were tens of bucks for ordinary people.

"Don’t worry, I won’t cheat you. Our Grosvenor Clan’s properties are spread throughout the Eagle Country, and in our family, real estate is the least valuable asset."

Gu Bai nodded and said, "Since you are so confident, I’ll take the bet. Anyway, I won’t lose out no matter what."

Hearing Gu Bai agree, Hugh Grosvenor also smiled joyously.

Currently, Gu Bai has a great reputation in the circle of philanthropy and charity. If Gu Bai could join his philanthropic organization, it would elevate his charitable endeavors to the next level.

As the two chatted, the two technicians, who had finished disinfecting with alcohol, asked, "Chairman Gu, can we start now?"

Gu Bai did not answer but looked towards Hugh Grosvenor.

"Are you ready?"

"Bring it on."

Seeing his face full of relaxation, Gu Bai nodded to the two technicians.

The two technicians sat by their feet, first gently fiddling, and Hugh Grosvenor squinted comfortably, but Gu Bai knew this was the calm before the storm, his eyes constantly watching Hugh Grosvenor next to him.

When Gu Bai felt a joint pressed against his sole, he knew that the storm was about to hit.

A sharp pain shot through, spreading from his sole to his internal organs.

Fortunately, with Gu Bai’s physique reaching 100 points, his overall quality was at the pinnacle of human capability, and this pain was barely noticeable for him. But Hugh Grosvenor next to him, jolted by the intense pain, clenched his fist and punched the bamboo bed hard, then withdrew his foot and let out a national curse in English.

"Fuck! Shit!"

Gu Bai turned his head and looked at him with a face full of jest, "What’s the matter, Hugh? Can’t hold on just after starting?"

Hugh Grosvenor blushed upon hearing this.

"Sorry, I wasn’t ready. Let’s do it again."

After saying this, he took a deep breath and put his foot back in place.

The old technician was very experienced, having encountered this situation not a hundred times but eighty times, and continued the massage without caring.

Gu Bai had experienced it several times, already having immunity to it. Instead, he placed his hands behind his head, starting to enjoy himself.

With an open mouth, the nearby attendant popped a cherry into his mouth.

Watching Hugh Grosvenor, whose veins and muscles were bulging from gripping the bamboo bed tightly, Gu Bai couldn’t help but burst into laughter, spit out the cherry pit, and said, "Hugh, if you really can’t hold on, it’s okay. This pain will last for another ten minutes or so."

Hugh Grosvenor’s handsome face appeared somewhat ferocious, but he didn’t respond to Gu Bai.

Gu Bai still admired him quite a bit. During his first experience, he only endured for a minute before switching to another item. Now, Hugh Grosvenor had held on for almost five minutes; he was indeed a tough guy.