The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 49 Worry-free
After lunch, Zhao Xiaochui would stay in his studio to read for a while. He was currently studying "Traditional Chinese Medicine Diagnostics" and "Modern Rehabilitation Medicine and Tuina".

With his current level of knowledge, he is equivalent to an outstanding undergraduate graduate majoring in massage at a university of traditional Chinese medicine.

During his postgraduate studies in Tuina (Chinese massage) ancient books, he has already completed a preliminary reading of several books, including the "Huangdi Neijing" (Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic). It can be said that as long as he masters the essential principles of bone setting, he will be equivalent to a postgraduate graduate.

The quality is truly top-notch.

Zhao Xiaochui found it quite funny that a self-taught massage therapist who only graduated from junior high school was following a formal training path, yet he didn't even have a high school diploma.

After the training, Zhao Xiaochui's afternoon work was to serve special customers. The difference from the morning was that the morning was for regular customers, priced at 120, while the afternoon was for special customers, and the price would be determined by the fat receptionist based on the customer's situation.

It's all about tailoring your approach to the individual.

The price is either free or expensive.

The person in front of me is indeed expensive.

It's because he was brought by Director Qiao and specifically requested an invoice.

Zhao Xiaochui treats everyone equally, and now he mainly uses traditional Chinese medicine internal massage and supplements it with heat therapy for everyone.

Those that can absorb and strengthen the heat flow will gradually absorb and strengthen it, and a treatment plan will be formulated for the customer.

Absorbing it all at once is like having a cheat code; it will cause big trouble.

Heat flow is a unique tool; it currently exhibits three attitudes towards customers: joy, calm, and resistance.

Simply put, the three attitudes are for dealing with good people, normal people, and bad people.

The person Director Qiao brought was a normal person; the heat flow steadily absorbed from his lumbar muscle strain, giving him a slight boost.

The manifestation of heat flow indicates that a person's current power, status, and wealth are commensurate with their contributions to society.

If Zhao Xiaochui knew that he was one of the two people in white shirts who came that day, he might have thought to himself: "He's a competent worker."

Unfortunately, he didn't go down that day and didn't recognize this 'top-tier' figure; he just treated him as an ordinary customer.

Ordinary customers never say Zhao Xiaochui's skills are bad; even at the most expensive prices, they'll give him a thumbs up and praise him.
Value for money.

After seeing the customer off, Zhao Xiaochui looked at Director Qiao, whose eyes were practically disappearing from his grin, with a puzzled expression:
"Did you pick up any money?"

"It's even better than finding money!"

Despite the chubby receptionist's disdain, Director Qiao gesticulated excitedly: "I got promoted and received a raise too."

"Oh~" Zhao Xiaochui responded calmly, took the work order from the chubby receptionist, and led the next customer into the studio.

"Who is that?"

After finally calming down, Director Qiao felt that the customer looked somewhat familiar.

"I don't know, a regular customer recommended him. He's a very generous person."

The chubby receptionist didn't care about the guests' backgrounds; the special afternoon appointments were always awarded to the highest bidder.

Director Qiao asked curiously, "How much?"

"800."

800 is quite a lot. The district bureau leader just paid about the same price. Director Qiao nodded and was about to say goodbye when he suddenly noticed a few idle young men outside the massage parlor.

"Why is that scoundrel upstairs outside too?"

Director Qiao frowned as he looked at the robust figure.

The chubby receptionist shrugged indifferently: "Who knows? It seems like they came with that customer from earlier."

"..."

Director Qiao looked at her speechlessly: "Don't pretend you don't know. These people are obviously here to cause trouble."

The chubby receptionist leaned lazily against the desk, her eyes languidly gazing out the door, not at the group of young thugs, but in another direction: "What trouble could they possibly cause? Your office is just a few steps away. What could possibly happen?"

Director Qiao was a little displeased: "Sister Chen, don't try to pull that 'young people need to grow up' thing."

The chubby receptionist waved her hand as if shooing away flies.

“In my shop, I protect my employees. Outside, as long as they ask, I’m willing to protect them too. It’s that simple.”

Director Qiao paused, then said nothing more. The chubby receptionist's words seemed simple, but for many small business owners, they couldn't even do them; this was already a very good boss. This Chen Guifen had complicated social connections; her superiors had even spoken to her when she first opened the shop.

She seemed to have connections with the bureau, but the two leaders who came that day had no dealings with her, which left Director Qiao puzzled.

Walking out of the massage parlor, completely bewildered, Director Qiao was about to approach the group of lounging young men and ask them a few questions when he remembered he was dressed in casual clothes. He then abandoned the idea and simply glared at one of them:
"Lai Chenggong, you should spend more time managing your children; it's better than letting them fool around outside."

Upon hearing his words, one of the robust young men replied with a grin:
"Chief Qiao, things have been pretty quiet at the station lately, so you've started meddling in family matters? How about you take the trouble to cook a couple of meals for the kids?"

Trying to reason with a scoundrel?

Director Qiao left with a dark expression.

In the other studio, the customer was already lying on the bed.

Zhao Xiaochui didn't have many requirements for these "special appointment" customers; they could press the buttons however they wanted, but leaving after the service was done was a must.

This was something the chubby receptionist had mentioned beforehand; otherwise, subsequent guests would have to wait, which would be considered neglecting customers.

"My name is Zhao Wuyou, and we are from the same clan."

A deep sound came from the massage bed.

"Oh, Hello."

Zhao Xiaochui responded calmly, and following the description of his physical condition on the work order, he placed his right hand directly on Zhao Wuyou's shoulder. Suddenly, as if he had been burned, he quickly withdrew his hand.

Resistance, extremely strong resistance.

The negative energy and heat flowing accumulated on Zhao Wuyou's shoulders showed no sign of being absorbed.

This is a bad person.

'Zhao Wuyou, Zhao Wuyou, could it be that he is also free from debt...'

He muttered to himself, while simultaneously cutting off the heat flow. He didn't use any internal energy massage techniques, but simply used the most ordinary methods to comb Zhao Wuyou's neck and shoulders.

Even so, she's comparable to a master masseur at a high-end massage parlor.

However, the combination of such skill and environment made the man on the massage bed feel like he had been ripped off.

"I've heard your name many times, is this all you've got?"

"Sir, if you feel the pressure isn't enough, I can apply a little more force?"

"No, that's it."

Zhao Wuyou didn't say anything more.

As a regular massage, he planned to massage for an hour, then ask the customer to leave when it was time, and could only apologize to the next customer.

Zhao Wuyou spoke again: "I heard you're planning to open a spa?"

Zhao Xiaochui did not answer; he had no obligation to answer questions outside of his service.

Zhao Wuyou didn't care at all and continued talking to himself:

“It’s not good for Sister Hua to take all the credit. Are you interested in attracting some investment? I’ll just invest the money and not worry about anything. Plus, it’ll save you a lot of ‘trouble’ in that area.”

Zhao Wuyou's meaningful words did not elicit a response from Zhao Xiaochui.

"okay."

Zhao Wuyou's neck and shoulder injury wasn't too serious. After it subsided, Zhao Wuyou, who hadn't heard a reply, got up impatiently.

He glanced at the sweat on Zhao Xiaochui's forehead, nodded, and acknowledged that the kid had put in effort.

But that's it?
In fact, Zhao Xiaochui makes customers sweat with all three massage techniques: regular massage, traditional Chinese medicine internal massage, and heat therapy. However, he cannot yet reach the level of skillful application of force that experienced massage therapists possess.

Sweating is normal.

Seeing that Zhao Xiaochui still didn't reply, Zhao Wuyou also lost patience. He wasn't there to test Zhao Xiaochui's skills.

He was attracted to the group of girls who were about to "go into the sea" (i.e., engage in prostitution).

(End of this chapter)