I am not just a tycoon

When Shen Yuan rose from the large bed of the Grand Hyatt Hotel, Liew Menglu had already spent half an hour dumbly staring out at the river view, chin propped up in her hands.

In the past week, she had prepared fitness meals and quick-dry clothes for Shen Yuan every morning and arrived at the Grand Hyatt punctually at 8:30.

Through these days, she finally felt needed.

She wanted Shen Yuan to depend on her for daily life, so she could always stay by his side.

"You're up~"

Hearing the movement on the bed, Liew Menglu turned her head, saw Shen Yuan getting up, and immediately ran to the bathroom to squeeze toothpaste for him, silently waiting for Shen Yuan to finish peeing before brushing his teeth.

While Shen Yuan was peeing, she couldn't help but sneak a couple of glances; this big guy Shen Yuan was rather good-looking indeed.

Before being with Shen Yuan, she had only seen it on her phone through videos and photos, always finding it somewhat ugly, but only after having had it did she realize it was actually quite attractive.

Yeah, not only attractive, but it also made her feel good.

After Shen Yuan finished peeing and gave himself a couple of shakes, he firmly slapped Liew Menglu's pert butt, "You saucy wench, peeking at me, huh!"

"Ouch, a little gentler please~"

Liew Menglu spoke in a coquettish tone, "Aren't I allowed to look when you've seen me so many times?"

"If I didn't allow you to look, you can't look, got it?"

Shen Yuan spoke assertively.

"Hmph!" Liew Menglu snorted lightly and passed over the toothbrush.

Her services as a coach-cum-housekeeper were very much on point; Shen Yuan took the toothbrush, began brushing with his right hand, while the left hand made its way in.

Coach Liew felt her softness being molded into various shapes and couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

Then, a pair of long legs crossed and tightened together.

It was only after Shen Yuan finished brushing his teeth that he stopped his actions, and Liew Menglu, her face flushed red, expressed her relief, "That was close, thankfully I brought an extra today."

Shen Yuan smiled without saying a word; sensitive Coach Liew always found it hard to resist, but indeed she was highly amusing.

After finishing the fitness meal Liew Menglu brought, Shen Yuan sent a WeChat message to Fang Minhui, saying he would take her house shopping in the afternoon.

Today was Saturday, and the class belle had time.

The class belle was the first girl to be with him; apart from two bags and the small goal of several billion, she hadn't received much of anything else.

Compared to her, Nana and Coach Liew, who followed a term later, both more or less got a house and a car, so Shen Yuan always wanted to make it up to her.

After sending the WeChat message, Shen Yuan changed into the fitness quick-dry clothes prepared by Liew Menglu and then started today's fitness routine.

Liew Menglu, who had been a fitness coach for so many years, could maintain her high performance not only because she was beautiful with a good figure, but also because she had strong professional capabilities.

Her fitness planning was very comprehensive; besides making Shen Yuan do some aerobic exercises to reduce body fat, she also had him work on different muscle groups with equipment.

Such as bench press and butterfly machine for the chest muscles, barbell row and dual-arm for the back muscles, as well as the leg press and barbell squat for the lower limbs...

As the intensity continued to climb over the days, Shen Yuan gradually adapted, and at the same time felt a muscle soreness in different parts of his body.

Coach Liew explained that this was normal, during exercise the muscles and connective tissues would tear slightly, indicating that the muscles were slightly injured during the fitness process, and with time to recover, they would regrow stronger than before.

That is the principle of muscle building.

After two hours of fitness, Shen Yuan gasped for air, drenched in sweat, with both his tank top and shorts soaked through.
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Standing up, he looked at his reflection in the floor-length mirror and noticed more defined muscle lines.

And he couldn't tell if it was an illusion, but he always felt a bit stronger every time after working out.

Back in the room, Shen Yuan took a shower and then checked the fitness panel.

Height: 182CM

Weight: 72.2KG

Health Points: 70

BMI: 20.8

Body Fat: 18.3%

Immunity: 70

Brain Activity: 71

The weight had dropped slightly due to dehydration from the workout, which was normal, and body fat had decreased by 0.3%, a satisfactory pace.

Shen Yuan was pleasantly surprised by the improvement in immunity and brain activity; when he started working out, one was at 66 and the other at 67, and now both had risen to over 70.

Indeed, fitness not only enhances one's appearance but also improves overall quality of life.

This is supported by science. Regular exercisers have more myoglobin, which stores oxygen in muscles, and a larger lung capacity for oxygen intake, supplying enough oxygen to eliminate lactic acid and carbon dioxide produced during labor and mental activities, preventing fatigue.

Moreover, the chemicals released by the brain during exercise due to heightened spirits and a good mood are also beneficial for the development of memory and intelligence.

So every time he finished working out, Shen Yuan felt refreshed inside and out, along with a sense of achievement.

Shen Yuan no longer considered working out as a task to be completed, but rather something to keep up with in the long term as a daily habit.

In modern society, many people, due to long periods of work and irregular routines, suffer from sub-health, with various minor health problems; it's said that 7 out of 10 people in China are in a sub-healthy state.

Sub-health can lead to decreased mental vitality and adaptability, and even slow down work efficiency, but people still have to keep working, creating a vicious cycle.

Of course, this involves many real-world factors.

Old Shen is a typical example. After going bankrupt, due to the pressure of debts and supporting his family, he aged a lot in one or two years, but he had to keep earning money outside.

But now Old Shen is relaxed, all his debts at home have been resolved, and he has repurchased his house; recently, Old Shen is also looking at cars.

In his heart, Shen Yuan also conceived a plan; the entrepreneurial base after all began in the school, and once this project stabilizes, he too wanted to expand his business into society.

"Health" is undoubtedly a good direction for development.

It not only enhances the physical quality of the population but also makes money, continuously increasing his prestige and influence.

Of course, that's a story for another time, something to plan gradually.

Liew Meng Lu had already reheated Shen Yuan's fitness meal by noon and set it in front of him, whereas she had asked the room manager to prepare a portion of sushi and udon noodles from the Japanese restaurant downstairs twenty minutes ago.

She needed to maintain her figure, and she did control her diet, but only for breakfast and dinner. At lunch, she ate whatever she felt like.

While eating her noodles, Liew Meng Lu couldn't help but ask, "Shen Yuan, I actually think you're quite hardworking, so how did you end up only getting into a second-tier university?"

After a week of fitness training, Liew Meng Lu had noticed that Shen Yuan was very dedicated and earnest—unlike many of the members she had met, most of whom couldn't keep up a routine for more than a few days at a time.

"Actually, I was Tsinghua University and Peking University material, but I got sick and missed two exams, so I ended up at the International campus," Shen Yuan replied seriously.

"All you do is brag!" Liew Meng Lu rolled her eyes.

"Is the noodle good?" Shen Yuan pointed at her bowl of udon noodles.

"It's not bad," Liew Meng Lu guarded her noodles and lifted her chin defiantly as she spoke, "But you can't have any. You need to eat your fitness meal."

"I was just asking," Shen Yuan rubbed his chin, "I'm worried you might get too full and won't have appetite for other 'noodles' later."

Liew Meng Lu was momentarily taken aback before blushing deeply, "You jerk, I won't eat it!"

Like Fang Minhui, Liew Meng Lu was a dominant force of a woman, who, despite protesting that she wouldn't eat, would climb onto the bed to start practicing her lacking noodle eating skills after digesting her lunch.

Eating 'noodles' well wasn't easy, and in terms of talent, Liew Meng Lu was slightly less gifted than the class belle. However, she made up for it with determination and diligence, proving the adage "practice makes perfect" to have some truth.

But this made Shen Yuan's life difficult as he often got bitten, and after five minutes, the poor 'lab rat' had to flip over and take the lead, making the bed experience what it's like to be flooded.

.....

Meanwhile, Fang Minhui was dining at an ordinary Hunanese restaurant off-campus, accompanying her cousin and her husband.

"Minhui, this place has good flavors, do you and your classmates eat out often?"

The speaker was her cousin Song Juan, who was four years older than Fang Minhui. Since Fang's grandmother raised Minhui, the two grew up together and were very close.

Her cousin had just gotten married at the beginning of the month and took a three-day wedding leave in addition to the weekend to have a short honeymoon with her new husband.

Star City was their first stop, and naturally, they reached out to Fang Minhui, her closest cousin, to play host.

"Yeah, occasionally we come here to eat on weekends," Fang Minhui replied with a smile.

"Heh, seems like you have a pretty good life. I remember when I was at Tan University, I dared not dine out," Zhang Zhen, Song Juan's husband, said with a chuckling tone, looking scholarly with his gold-framed glasses.

Fang Minhui smiled without saying anything. She wasn't too fond of her cousin's husband.

During lunch, he had insinuated more than three times that he was from Tan University.

Tan University was one of the few top-tier universities in Southern Province, with a comprehensive ranking in the top five of the province. Perhaps seeing that Fang Minhui was from a second-tier university gave him a sense of superiority.

Moreover, his beady eyes behind the glasses sometimes size her up, which intensified Fang Minhui's dislike for him.

Had it not been for the sake of her cousin, she would have long since shown her displeasure outright.

"Minhui, with this international trade major, what are your job prospects? You're a junior now, and surely it's about time for an internship, right?" Zhang Zhen tried to engage her in conversation.

"Next term. I haven't thought that far ahead," Fang Minhui replied offhandedly.

"You should plan ahead. When we were juniors, we were already sending out resumes and looking for jobs. Even though you're at a second-tier university, you should start considering your career options," Zhang Zhen said assertively.

Fang Minhui suppressed the urge to roll her eyes and answered dully, "Yeah, I know."

"By the way, Minhui, do you have a boyfriend?" Zhang Zhen enquired further, "I have a cousin who's doing better than me academically. He's a senior at Xiangtan University and is currently interning at a Fortune 500 company. His boss thinks highly of him, and there's a strong likelihood he'll be made permanent after receiving his degree next month."

"So if you don't have a boyfriend, you might consider meeting him."

Zhang Zhen had noticed as soon as he entered the restaurant that his cousin Song Juan was truly outstanding, with looks and a figure that were significantly superior to those of his wife. It was a pity he was already married and couldn't enjoy such blessings.

However, he had a cousin of a suitable age, and thought it wouldn't hurt to introduce the two.

Although his cousin was a bit short and not very handsome, Fang Minhui, being just a student from a second-tier university, was quite a suitable match, and they could complement each other.

"No need, thanks, I already have a boyfriend," Fang Minhui politely declined.

"A boyfriend? When did you get one?" Song Juan paused in her food picking, unable to stop herself from asking.

"We've been dating for over half a month now. I haven't had the chance to tell you about it."

"Which school is he from?"

"We're in the same school, same class."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhen frowned slightly, "Dating isn't child's play. Your school might be a university, but the quality of students varies. If you casually choose some guy, it might be tough once you're out in society."

"..."