With a million soldiers, the empress begged me not to rebel

The next morning, the morning light streamed into the house through the carved window lattices of the county government office.

After washing up, Lu Yan came to the lobby of the county government office.

The beams and pillars of the lobby are all made of precious nanmu wood, and the carved beams and painted rafters make it look magnificent.

Priceless calligraphy and paintings by famous artists are also hung on the walls.

The hall is furnished with rosewood tables and chairs, on which are placed exquisite tea sets and snacks.

Several of his most trusted subordinates had been waiting for a long time.

"As usual, meeting!"

He sat down on the armchair with his legs crossed.

In my hand, I played with a bar of freshly made soap, which exuded a faint scent of jasmine.

"Sir, the soap business is booming. Should we strike while the iron is hot and expand production?"

Liu Quan made the proposal cautiously, fearing that it would upset the gentleman again.

Lu Yan glanced at him.

"Finally, you said something sensible! Expand production, we must expand! We need to hire more people and double the wages!"

When everyone heard this, they were stunned.

Did Lord Lu take the wrong medicine today? He's usually so stingy, why is he suddenly so generous today?

"Sir, this...isn't this too expensive?"

Liu Quan wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked weakly.

Lu Yan slammed the soap on the table and said proudly:

"High costs, bullshit! I want the people of Shannan County to live a good life!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"That's right!" Lu Yan seemed to suddenly remember something.

"When recruiting, give priority to those with difficult family situations, elderly people living alone, and people with disabilities. It's all fine!"

"All the young and strong men who are interested should be brought to the military camp. The salary must be high!"

"I want them to feel the warmth of socialism!"

Everyone in the audience was stunned. “…”Socialism? What the hell is that?

However, they understood what Lord Lu meant, which was to take care of the vulnerable groups.

This Lord Lu actually has a good heart.

So, under Lu Yan's instructions, the soap workshop in Shannan County began a vigorous expansion.

Recruitment notices were posted all over the streets and alleys, and there was a constant stream of people coming to apply for the jobs.

Lu Yan looked at this group of "hopeful" workers, nodded with satisfaction, turned and left the workshop.

Where to go next?

"Yes!" We are going to inspect the next "great project" - Shannan Foot Trail.

After a month of planning, we are about to open!

Along the way, I was thinking about the business model of foot massage.

This thing is absolutely unique in this era, and you need to plan it carefully to make a lot of money.

As he walked, he muttered:

"Foot massage, strengthens the body, prolongs life... No, it's too old-fashioned! We need to come up with something new..."

Suddenly, a brilliant idea came to my mind.

"Got it! Let's call it the Emperor's Foot Massage! It cures all kinds of discontent! I guarantee it'll be a hit with the dignitaries!"

When he arrived at the Shannan Foot Trail, Lu Yan found that the renovation was nearing completion.

The quaint storefront, coupled with the comfortable seats he designed himself, is simply perfect!

He nodded with satisfaction and began to check the technicians' training results.

"Come, let me see how your massage skills are progressing."

As Lu Yan spoke, he grabbed the feet of one of the beautiful technicians.

"Ouch! County Magistrate, be gentler, be gentler!" The technician grimaced in pain.

"What do you mean by gentle? This is called acupoint massage! Do you understand? You have to use force to achieve the effect!"

As Lu Yan spoke, he increased the force, causing the technician to scream in pain.

"Also, you have to learn to read people's expressions and say what the customers like."

"If you meet a lecher, you'll have to..."

Lu Yan lowered his voice as he spoke, and taught the technicians some "special service" techniques.

"Remember, the customer is king! As long as we can satisfy them, we can use any means! Do you understand?"

Lu Yan asked seriously.

The technicians looked at each other, and finally answered in unison: "Understood!"

In order to attract customers, Lu Yan hired several people to distribute flyers in the city on the opening day.

He also allowed some elite soldiers in the military camp to experience foot massage for free.

When Chen Qingwan and Qiao'er were about to buy milk tea on the street, one of them happened to be given to them.

"Miss, look, it says 'Emperor's Foot Massage'. It looks very interesting!"

Qiaoer pointed to the advertising slogan on the flyer and said.

Chen Qingwan glanced at it and said disdainfully, "What a mess! It's obvious it's a lie!"

He actually dared to use the word emperor to address others. It seems that Lu Yan is really lawless.

It seems that he has been planning a rebellion for a long time!

It would be better to go and take a look. This way, she can also see what kind of trouble this damn Lu Yan is making by using her name!

After disguising themselves, the two men came to Shannan Foot Trail.

As soon as you enter the door, a strong medicinal fragrance hits your nose, making you feel relaxed both physically and mentally.

The decoration inside the store is antique and the environment is elegant, which makes Chen Qingwan feel that this store is very luxurious.

"Dear guests, please come in!" A clerk came up to greet them warmly.

Chen Qingwan and Qiao'er were taken to a private room and changed into comfortable slippers.

"Sirs, how may I help you?" asked the waiter.

"Just... that 'Emperor's Foot Massage'."

"Okay, please wait a moment, gentlemen." After the waiter said this, he turned and left the private room.

After a while, two young and beautiful female technicians came in, holding a wooden basin and a towel in their hands.

"Dear guests, please put your feet in the basin." said one of the technicians.

Chen Qingwan and Qiao'er did as they were told and put their feet into the warm water.

"Is the water temperature right?" the technician asked.

"Well, it's quite suitable." Chen Qingwan replied.

The technician began to massage their feet with skillful techniques and moderate strength, making Chen Qingwan feel extremely relaxed.

"Hmm...ah..." Chen Qingwan moaned comfortably, completely forgetting her identity as the empress.

Qiao'er also closed her eyes and enjoyed the comfort brought by the foot massage.

"Miss, this...this feeling is so comfortable!" Qiao'er couldn't help but say.

Chen Qingwan glanced at the young girl who was serving her attentively, and her slender fingers tapped lightly on the carved wooden table.

Two taels of silver for a foot massage, Lu Yan really knows how to make money!

The image of Lu Yan lying carefree on the recliner appeared in her mind.

The sight of being surrounded by a group of beautiful girls having their feet massaged made him feel a surge of inexplicable anger.

What a corrupt official!

Taking the people's money, he lives a life of luxury and extravagance!

The crime is added to the class!

"Use more force," Chen Qingwan ordered unhappily.

It was as if the technician was not pressing her feet, but Lu Yan's face that deserved a beating.

"Yes, right here, push harder!"

The technician was startled by her sudden anger and subconsciously increased the strength in his hands.