The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 96 Off-field
"Also, those regular customers helping you deal with the Zhao family is just icing on the cake. If you come out that night, those old foxes will know that someone is backing you up."

"Otherwise, do you think they'll just be asking for trouble!"

"These days, nobody's willing to offer help when someone is in need anymore."

"No matter how good your skills are!"

When the cold reality was revealed, Sister Hua felt a little reluctant. After all, the young man was only 19 years old and could make a good living on his own with his skills. He shouldn't have to bear such a heavy responsibility.

But things have already come to this point.

Those girls were already deeply bound to him.

"Those customers who were temporarily turned away by Sister Chen were brought by Madam Jiang at the opening ceremony, and they exchanged pleasantries with you."

"Little Hammer, has your chubby sister ever told you that there will always be times when she's not around?"

"You can't just bury yourself in your work all the time."

"We've made 1280 million in just four days since we opened. Do you think it'll be someone like Zhao Wuyou causing trouble again?"

"..."

Hua Jie's words were already enough to shake Zhao Xiaochui, but it seemed that God wasn't satisfied, and a jarring email notification sound rang out.

Slightly stunned by what he was being said, Zhao Xiaochui slowly took out his phone:

"Balancing the accessibility of blind massage with the privacy of high-end SPA, in line with domestic policies and consumption characteristics: Business plan and personnel structure proposal for the 'Relaxed and Slow Travel' dual-business integration."

It was an email from Yu Xiaoning.

Then, she sent another text message:
Do you want to know what you're going to face?
A rice bucket, a watchdog, a stick for stirring up excrement, a donkey that produces fruit, a bird that sticks its neck out, a black sheep, a drum that signals retreat, grass on the wall...

In the marketplace, conscience is nailed to the rack of profit, and morality becomes a bargaining chip with a price tag.

There is no warm haven here, only the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak.

"Zhao Xiaochui, welcome to the hellish arena where humanity is devoured."

Zhao Xiaochui numbly replied with a thank-you text message.

He didn't say anything more, and pulled Sister Hua and Shen Yan to the workroom, arranging a room for each of them.

He had treated Hua Jie before, and this time he simply cleared her meridians, which put her into a deep sleep.

Shen Yan, with his professional habits, was pressed for time, so Zhao Xiaochui used heat absorption to put him to sleep as well.

After that, he worked in silence and did not get carried away by seeking someone to teach him.

He diligently serves every customer who successfully makes an appointment, maintaining a 100% conversion rate and earning praise from every customer.

Even Jiang Ying, the last VIP customer at the spa that night, gave double the tip.

This is an affirmation of his work and a reward for his hard work over the past five years.

Of course, this is with the help of a cheat system; without it...

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While Zhao Xiaochui was busy, Yu Xiaoning did not rush to leave.

Upon learning that Liu Li and Xiao Lu still had energy, she took a shower and then went from Zhao Xiaochui's studio to the VIP room.

She also ordered two more treatments: anti-wrinkle and whitening.

Since we've decided to use public funds for this purpose, let's do it openly and honestly.

Liu Li and Xiao Lu weren't as stubborn as Zhao Xiaochui; when registering their purchases in the back office, they filled in "abdominal care *2".
As dusk settled, Yu Xiaoning left, taking a leisurely stroll.

The black van circled around the SPA's private backyard to the main gate, and when it turned onto Jinchan West Road, it passed a dilapidated tricycle.

Old Qin was riding the tricycle, while Yangyang was happily sorting through scrap metal in the back. This was Old Qin's "family fortune," and they wanted to get rid of it all before the recycling station.

"Brother Lou, are you off work?"

When good things happen, Lao Qin greets everyone with a smile. He was a member of the working class 40 years ago, and the working class owned houses. Lao Qin's house is in Haidian District. The working class 40 years ago also received wages.

Old Qin didn't touch it.

He couldn't get over the fact that he hadn't found his runaway wife and children.

Now that his wife has passed away and his own son is in jail, the hurdle in his heart has been shattered by the sudden arrival of his grandson!

"I'll host a dinner party in a few days, and we old brothers can have a drink together." Old Qin always said this to everyone. He originally wanted to hold a banquet, but remembering his previous status, he decided against it.

"That's settled then! I'll be waiting for you here, hoping to share in your joy."

Old Lou smiled broadly and praised Qin Yangyang for being well-behaved and sensible, which made Old Qin's smile deepen.

Old Lou was the gatekeeper of that police station. His shifts were day and night, and he always took this route after his day shift. After get off work, he would buy some cold dishes and a little wine on the way home, without exception.

The only change is that the Ru Family Hotel on this road has become a place for leisurely strolls.

No one cared what impact this change would have on an old gatekeeper.

For an ordinary person, changing shops like this wouldn't have any impact. Even if it did, in Old Lou's heart, it would mean tremendous benefits!
A low-profile black minivan slowly pulled up in front of the "Relaxed and Slow" store, stopping right in front of Old Man Lou.

Old Lou walked along carrying his things, his eyes fixed straight ahead, but he kept glancing at the tinted car windows out of the corner of his eye.

The car window rolled down silently, revealing a face with exquisite makeup—a sophisticated urban woman with a slightly sharp aura, her red lips slightly pursed, the same beautiful oval face that Old Man Lou had seen in the photograph.

He looked away out of the corner of his eye and strolled along leisurely, carrying his things, looking as carefree as ever.

Now, my eldest son in America has a job lined up. I heard there's some lucrative job at the Agency for International Development with easy work. Looks like I'll have to have a good chat with my old friend in America.

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Yu Xiaoning rolled down the car window and, through the relaxed entrance, saw the busy figure in the massage hall.

It seems that his 'prank' text message had no effect on the young man?

Yu Xiaoning smiled inwardly and closed the car window.

The van started moving slowly.

"Director Yu," the sharp-witted driver suddenly spoke in the quiet carriage, "Are you sure you want to report your weekly schedule here without taking any confidentiality measures?"

"Confirmed." Yu Xiaoning's leadership style was assertive and concise, a far cry from the image she presented to Zhao Xiaochui.

"Okay, I will report this to the bureau and request that additional personnel be deployed at the corresponding times each week."

The capable driver replied helplessly, "The matter reported by the beautiful female leader behind us is quite bizarre. Because of the shop's exorbitant service prices, she requested that her workplace provide 'publicly funded medical care'..."

Of all the leaders he served, the beautiful woman in the back row had the simplest background and the lowest rank.

99% of deputy division-level officials don't even have the right to meet them, let alone be protected.

But the one behind her, though of lower rank, held a key position and possessed extraordinary abilities. Her direct supervisor, who valued her highly, worked directly in the "sea".

The application for "publicly funded medical care" involves the review of personnel from multiple departments with diverse backgrounds. Their department will be quite busy for some time to come to ensure the safety of this beautiful female leader.

"I will be going to Hong Kong soon to meet with a female PhD, and the relevant information will be sent to your organization."

Yu Xiaoning's cool voice rang out.

The shrewd driver quickly asked, "How important is the female PhD?"

"If she is willing to come back, she will be a national strategic talent for a year."

Yu Xiaoning thought for a moment before giving a specific answer.

The skilled driver asked, "Why within a year?"

"Because a year from now, a large number of doctoral students in related fields will graduate in our country."

Yu Xiaoning murmured, "What we lack most right now is time!"

(End of this chapter)