The Luckiest Dumb Doctor - Chapter 250

Chapter 250: Chapter 250 Demons and Monsters_1

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Following the shout from Diamond Barbie, not only did a bunch of female personal trainers come running, but some male personal trainers who weren’t busy also came over.

However, the male personal trainers all just stood on the outside looking for entertainment, while the female personal trainers directly surrounded Greg Jensen.

Seeing how handsome Greg Jensen was, the female personal trainers instantly became like hungry wolves who had spotted their prey, their eyes shining, almost wishing they could swallow Greg Jensen whole.

“Choose me, look at these muscles.”

“What’s so good about muscles? Isn’t a big Peach Blossom more tempting?”

Watching the female personal trainers flaunting themselves, Greg Jensen only felt overwhelmed and couldn’t help but grumble inwardly.

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What kind of demons and monsters are these?

Just as he was about to tell them all to get lost, he suddenly noticed a slender figure standing at the edge of the crowd.

Greg Jensen’s eyes lit up, and he pointed at that female personal trainer, saying, “You… come here!”

“You want to choose her?”

“She’s just a bean sprout.”

“Exactly, she hasn’t even developed her own muscles, and you want her to teach you?”

“Choose me instead, my water peaches are really bouncy.”

The crowd parted, and everyone followed where he was pointing, their faces immediately showing scorn.

And it was at this moment that Greg Jensen saw the female personal trainer’s face clearly.

The female personal trainer was very tall, at least 175cm, standing out like a crane among chickens among the female personal trainers whose average height ranged from 165cm to 170cm.

Moreover, her figure also met Greg Jensen’s aesthetic standards: upright, delicate, and smooth, with each part enhancing the others and creating a harmonious sense of beauty.

Unlike the other female personal trainers, with one part bulging here and another sticking out there, like fat eggplants bloated with tumors, it was nauseating to look at.

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What’s more important, the female personal trainer’s face was also very attractive, with gentle lines, a nose not too high yet not too low.

Her large, peach-blossom eyes held an indifferent look, and together with her slightly upturned nose tip, she appeared cool yet somewhat playful.

The female personal trainer, upon seeing Greg Jensen pointing at her, first froze for a moment before becoming somewhat excited.

She came up to Greg Jensen, extended her hand with forced calmness, and smiled, “Hello, my name is Jophia Locke.”

“Hello, Greg Jensen.”

Greg Jensen shook her hand and felt that Jophia Locke’s hand was smooth, soft, and slightly sweaty—clear signs of nervousness.

He smiled and said, “Don’t be nervous, my demands are not high.”

Jophia Locke brushed a stray hair behind her ear and said earnestly, “Mr. Jensen, hello, I’m really glad you chose me.

However, I do need to mention one thing: I’m more expensive than they are!”

With that, she deliberately turned to look back at the other female personal trainers, her eyes brimming with disdain.

Such an obvious provocation immediately caused discontent among everyone.

The group of female personal trainers exploded in an uproar.

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“You don’t even look at yourself and you dare ask for such a high price.”

“Looking like a bean sprout, which client would choose her, huh?”

“Mr. Jensen, don’t choose her, she’s been here for several months and hasn’t sold a single class.”

“Right, and she’s really pretentious, always making a fuss over the slightest touch.”

Jophia Locke didn’t show any anger; she pointed at the other female personal trainers and said indifferently, “Mr. Jensen, as you can see, this is my situation. It’s up to you whether you choose me or not.”

And finally, she didn’t forget to glance at the others and add, “By the way, what they’re saying is true. Indeed, I haven’t sold any classes and I really don’t like being touched. I hope you consider all this.

Of course, I have higher professional qualifications than they do, not only am I experienced in body sculpting, but I am also a professional sports massage therapist, the kind with a certificate…”

Jophia Locke listed her skills like she was counting her treasures, making Greg Jensen beside her slightly dazed.

When Jophia Locke finally finished speaking, he couldn’t help but express his amazement, “All these skills you mentioned, do you really possess them?”

“Certainly, I have all the nationally recognized certificates, which can all be looked up online,” Jophia Locke nodded and said.

Upon hearing this, Greg didn’t hesitate at all and smiled, “Then I choose you.”

A flicker of surprise passed through Jophia’s eyes, but she still asked seriously, “Mr. Jensen, I really am quite expensive. Won’t you reconsider?”

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Greg said offhandedly, “No need to reconsider. Tell me, how do you charge?”

Jophia’s face lit up with joy, and she hurriedly took out her tablet, found her price list, and laid it out in front of Greg, explaining,

“I have three different packages. The cheapest one is just six thousand six hundred, of which two thousand five hundred is the annual fee for the club, and the remaining is my fee for three personal training sessions.

This package includes just regular fitness personal training, no other services. After the three sessions, if you think I’m good, you can re-book at one thousand per session.”

Upon hearing this, Greg couldn’t help but be taken aback, thinking to himself that Jophia really was expensive.

Six thousand six minus two thousand five leaves a personal training fee of four thousand one hundred for just three sessions, which boils down to nearly fourteen hundred per session.

Compared to other personal trainers charging three to four hundred per session, this was not just a little more expensive—although the follow-up fee was considerably cheaper, it was still six to seven hundred more than other trainers.

Noticing that Greg found her prices high, Jophia frowned slightly, saying, “These are my rates; they are non-negotiable.”

Greg smiled, “I’m not haggling. Please, continue with the other programs.”

Hearing him say that he wasn’t going to negotiate, Jophia’s expression relaxed considerably. She smiled, nodded, and went on,

“The second package is eighteen thousand eight hundred, not including the club’s annual fee. It’s also for three sessions, and the follow-up fee is two thousand per session.

After each session, I can give you a massage to relieve muscle swelling and pain.”

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At the mention of a massage, Greg’s thoughts began to wander, and he asked, “What about the third one?”

“Er, the third package isn’t available yet.”

Jophia seemed to think of something, her face turning a bit red as she said softly, “You have to purchase one of the other packages first, and only if it’s suitable will it be available.”

“Oh?”

Greg looked at Jophia’s flushed cheeks, as if understanding something. He laughed and said, “Then let’s go with the second package, but…”

“No haggling!” Jophia hurriedly interjected.

Greg laughed, “I’m not haggling, I just want to ask you, what’s the price for an annual package?”

“An annual package?”

“Yeah, you know, calculated on a yearly basis. It’s such a hassle to calculate by session, let’s just do it for the whole year.”

At this, Jophia seemed a bit excited, “Can we calculate it like that?”

“Any way works. Let’s talk it over,” Greg chuckled.

“Mm, let me do the math.”

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Jophia tapped away on her phone for a spell, then looked up and said, “I’ve done the math—I don’t understand it.”

Greg was somewhat speechless, managing a wry smile, “Alright, stop calculating. How about one hundred thousand for a year, does that work?”

“I’m in!”

“Choose me, I’m willing,”

At this, a few of the female personal trainers became excited, jostling each other to get to the front.

A hundred thousand a year really wasn’t a small amount. It wouldn’t interfere with teaching other people. Greg couldn’t possibly exercise every day either, could he?

Seeing the throng pushing around him, Greg pushed them away in disgust and once again turned to Jophia, waiting for her response.

Jophia’s cheeks colored slightly, and she said a bit embarrassingly, “I just did a rough calculation, and it seems a bit low.”

“That’s low?”

“Are you too greedy?”

“She probably could only sell such a course once in her lifetime, shouldn’t she take the chance to scam a bit more money?”

A mocking voice rose again, but in the next second, everyone was stunned.

“Two hundred thousand!”