After my divorce, I started to have good luck-Chapter 1084 - 573: Targeted

The two women stared at each other blankly for a while before they finally grabbed their plates and headed to the still messy table.

Seeing this, Chen Feng let out a sigh of relief. He must admit, he has temporarily developed gynophobia, especially when it comes to young and beautiful women. Whenever they approach him, his psychological defense mechanism kicks in.

Like this time, whether these two women were genuinely trying to find a place to sit at the uncleaned table or intentionally trying to strike up a conversation with him, Chen Feng was determined to reject them.

Once the two women walked away, Chen Feng could finally continue his feast.

With buffets, you have to eat until you're full to truly feel satisfied. After another half hour of eating, Chen Feng finally reached the end of his buffet experience.

Burping, with a slightly protruding belly, he walked in a duck-like gait toward the exit.

Arriving at the elevator area, he pressed the button and waited for the elevator. Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him, followed by a familiar fragrance approaching and standing not far from him.

Chen Feng sneaked a glance and, sure enough, it was the same two social media influencer beauties from before.

Chen Feng felt slightly odd at this moment and couldn't help but frown a little. Previously, it could be said they were merely looking for a seat, but now coincidentally wanting to leave together seemed a bit less innocent.

However, it might also be his imagination.

At least, they hadn't proactively tried to chat him up again.

After about a minute, the elevator came down from upstairs. Chen Feng walked in first, followed by the two women and an elderly couple.

Chen Feng was the first to enter the elevator and naturally pressed the button for the floor he lived on.

At this moment, the tall woman who entered the elevator suddenly spoke, "Could you please press the button for the 19th floor for us?"

Chen Feng turned his head to look at her in surprise because he also lived on the 19th floor. However, he didn't say anything and pressed the button before moving to one side.

The elderly couple pressed the button themselves.

The elevator ascended quickly, reaching the 15th floor where the elderly couple exited, leaving only Chen Feng and the two women inside.

The tall woman spoke again, "What a coincidence, you also live on the 19th floor?"

Chen Feng nodded expressionlessly without saying anything.

The tall woman felt slightly annoyed but hid it well, maintaining a cheerful demeanor and continued to ask, "Are you here for tourism or business?"

This time, Chen Feng could finally confirm that these two women had specifically targeted him, and he frowned at her, his expression scrutinizing.

"Don't misunderstand us. We are both graduates from art schools. I'm her senior, having graduated two years ago, and she just graduated this year. Besides our online streaming and video-making, we sometimes work as tour guides. If you're here for tourism, we could guide you around—guaranteed satisfaction."

After saying this, the tall woman gave him a meaningful flirtatious glance.

Chen Feng was thoroughly taken aback. Earlier, he thought his male charm was so strong that it attracted these two women to him.

But hearing this, how could he still be ignorant?

Art school graduates moonlighting as guides—a not-so-subtle hint.

Chen Feng's mind calmed down immediately. He was inclined to ignore them but found it somewhat interesting, so he casually asked, "What's the price specifically?"

The tall woman, hearing his question, looked down on him inwardly but her smile became even friendlier as she quickly replied, "For a full day during daylight, it's 2000 per person; for an entire day, it's 5000. If two people go together, there's a 20% discount."

"That's too expensive," Chen Feng said with a slight smirk.

Having said this, the elevator arrived, the doors opened, and Chen Feng walked out.

The tall woman quickly caught up, smiling at Chen Feng as she said, "We're just doing this part-time occasionally, not really doing it all the time. We mainly select whom we work with, not just any client. You look handsome and stylish. That's why."

"Thanks for the compliment, but I don't need it. I'm not here for tourism or business trips. I just had a fight with my wife and staying here for the night; I have to go to work tomorrow morning," Chen Feng said.

After finishing his sentence, he arrived at his room, swiped the card to unlock the door, walked in quickly, and slammed the door shut—a deft sequence of actions.

Standing outside, the part-time woman flushed with anger, stomped her feet, and reluctantly turned to leave.

The two women, the tall one named Wen Jing, indeed graduated from an art school in Xiu Zhou. The other, a fourth-year student at a university yet to graduate, was Jiang Xiaoshan.

A year ago, the two met at a bar, had a pleasant conversation, and became close friends. Since then, Wen Jing helped her good friend to earn extra money together.

They indeed rarely did part-time work and mainly sought targets in upscale places like five-star hotels. Mostly, men they approached wouldn't directly reject them like Chen Feng did.

At most, it was a matter of negotiating prices or temporary inconveniences due to accompanying partners. Generally, such clients would secretly add them as friends on WeChat and take advantage of opportunities to engage with them later.

They were selective with their targets, and if someone looked unpleasant, they wouldn't earn money with them.

This time, they came to this hotel's buffet restaurant, waited for more than an hour before finding Chen Feng, who seemed to satisfy their standards, leading to the proactive seating arrangement earlier.

Unfortunately, from the very beginning, Chen Feng was oblivious to their charms. Even when he asked the price, it was obviously just out of curiosity.

This led them to question if Chen Feng was perhaps uninterested in women or had health issues.

Brooding over this thought, the two reluctantly took the elevator back downstairs.

They weren't coincidentally staying on the 19th floor—they weren't staying at this hotel at all. This hotel is well-known for being expensive, with a discounted standard room costing nearly a thousand, and rooms on the 19th floor costing two to three thousand a night. Even the buffet costs 269 yuan per person, which is outrageous.

They initially thought they could easily snag Chen Feng as a client this time but unexpectedly didn't succeed.

They had already left the buffet restaurant with Chen Feng earlier, so returning now clearly wouldn't work, meaning they lost more than five hundred yuan, making them a bit distressed.

Though they were skilled at making money, earning tens of thousands a month at times, living in Xiu Zhou wasn't easy, especially for fashionable and beautiful women like them, as living costs were high.

They currently live in a medium-grade residential area with two bedrooms and one living room, paying five thousand yuan monthly for rent. Add water, electricity, property management, gas, broadband, and other expenses, their fixed accommodation costs reach up to three thousand.

These were just minor expenses. Their biggest expenditures, of course, were on beauty products, cosmetics, clothes, and jewelry. They each bought a car at over three hundred thousand yuan and have monthly car loans to repay.

Roughly estimated, their monthly basic expenses exceed ten thousand. If there's a new designer bag or other luxury goods they fancy, then expenses could go on without limits.