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Chapter 148 Foot Massage Enthusiast

Ping'an County, a small county town at the junction of two provinces, has seen a significant improvement in its appearance thanks to the real estate development in recent years.

There are towering cranes everywhere in the city, and construction sites are everywhere. The construction sites are filled with workers from all over the country, working day and night to meet deadlines.

Generally speaking, the two standard industries near construction sites are fast food and foot bath. The workers working on the construction sites support people from many industries. There are many mobile vendors around each project department, selling clothes, snacks, daily necessities, etc.

On the outskirts of the city, in the living area of ​​the Northern New City Project Department, a small new prefabricated house was built next to the simple prefabricated houses where the workers lived. Flowers were neatly arranged in front of the door of the house, and there were firecracker debris on the ground that had not been cleaned up yet.

Workers passed by here in an endless stream, with unfathomable smiles on their faces.

This festive atmosphere formed a sharp contrast with the workers' simple life. This was not a wedding, but the opening of a new store.

The newly opened store is a foot massage and health care store, named Sisters Foot Bath. The store is not big, but very eye-catching. The large transparent glass makes it seem somewhat out of place with the surrounding wooden houses.

From a macro perspective, we can see that the prefabricated houses where the workers live are slightly taller, and the foot massage shop is slightly shorter, but the area they occupy is not smaller than that of the prefabricated houses where the workers live.

The room with the large transparent glass installed should be the storefront, with pink neon lights flashing. There is a row of rooms of the same height on the left side of the storefront. These rooms are not equipped with large transparent glass and are probably used for "offices".

It looks like it’s quite large, but the workers’ living area is a relatively closed place. Is there enough passenger flow?

People in the industry said that there is no need to worry about customer flow. Since the boss chose to open the store here, it means that he has done sufficient research and will not do business at a loss.

Workers are a special group. They do physical labor for a long time. After a busy day, they need a place to relax in the evening. Massage is the best way to relax. It can not only relieve physical fatigue, but also relieve "spiritual" fatigue and temporarily relieve homesickness.

Compared with drinking and playing cards, this may not be a better way to relax, and to some extent, it even achieves a win-win effect.

Even if the boss did not open a store here, the workers might go to the surrounding cities or towns to relax. Now that a new store has been opened "at home", they can avoid the trouble of traveling.

The only controversy is the price. In recent years, prices have skyrocketed, and many newcomers have raised prices. Fast food costs 150 yuan. Many people joked: "You earn money at the construction site, spend it at the construction site, and want to take it home when you leave."

Today is the day for the contractor to settle the bill. Due to the loud publicity of the high-speed rail station, the properties in the northern new city are selling well, and the boss is unexpectedly generous in paying the workers.

Looking at the neatly stacked cash at the entrance of the project department.

All the workers felt it was a bit unreal.

When did they become so quick to settle accounts? They are all veterans of the construction site, and it is a regular project for them to get together to ask for wages at the end of every year. This year everyone had already discussed it and would take advantage of the few days before the New Year to put pressure on the contractor.

Who could have thought that giving out money could be so easy?

The workers lined up to get change, and the atmosphere was very lively as everyone chatted with each other.

"The foreman is generous!"

"Damn it, we'll still be working on this construction site next year!"

"After so many years, I finally got paid on time. Haha, I'm going home to buy a cotton-padded jacket for my baby."

"Xiao Zhu, you have to go back and find a woman after you get your wages. You are not young anymore, you are already thirty."

"Blind date? I won't go. Find someone to worship at home? I'm out working and I'm worried that she'll cheat on me. That's not right!"

"That's right. Look at that dumb old Yang. He's so cool. He goes to the foot massage parlor every three days. All the girls in the surrounding shops know him."

The two younger workers pointed at the bald man standing in the corner with the money in his arms. The man was not tall, about 1.65 meters, and originally had a decent appearance, but his face was tanned by the wind and sun, and he had a bald head. He was also very serious and didn't talk to anyone. He was extremely silent and had basically no friends on the construction site.

"Hey, is Old Yang sick? He works so hard, swinging that big hammer like he can do three of us, but why doesn't he say anything? When we asked him where he came from, he wouldn't tell us, he just works all day."

"Humph, is there something wrong with him? Is it a woman's disease? He hasn't been to a foot massage parlor for three days, and he can masturbate all night. Tell me if he is sick or not."

"real or fake?"

Several people didn't quite believe it. They only knew that Lao Yang was a VVIP of a foot massage parlor near the construction site. Who knew this guy had such a serious addiction?

"You are not familiar with him. Lao Yang and I worked on two construction sites together. This old guy's kidneys are really good. He can skip meals. As long as he has some money, he will give it to whores. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, a man in his forties doesn't even have a family. I don't know what he is thinking."

The bald middle-aged man in the corner didn't have time to pay attention to what others were saying.

He looked at the red bills in his hand, and a heat rose from his lower abdomen.

He looked up at the pink glass door next to the project department, his eyes red.

He was mumbling in his mouth,

"Damn it, if I had known that this construction site would pay money, I wouldn't have bothered going to the village. I only get a few hundred yuan for a busy trip, it's unlucky."

The man cursed, but his eyes suddenly lit up and his body straightened.

He looked at a heavily made-up woman wearing a short skirt and stockings walking out from behind the glass door. He immediately put aside his depression and strode towards the glass door.

With my pockets full, I can be carefree for a while.

"Hey, the world is going downhill. These bastards deserve to be poor. Look at them. As soon as they get paid, they rush to the brothel. They are rubbish."

"It's true that it's not easy for workers to earn money. It's all hard-earned money. They don't earn money for themselves. Some earn money to support their children's education, some earn money to solve their food and clothing problems, and some earn money to buy a house. People like Lao Yang are also considered to be weird.

The two men in white hats at the entrance of the project department looked at the excited bald man and couldn't help but complain, with contempt on their faces evident.

As they were chatting, the phone of one of the white hats rang.

"Hey, boss, year-end event? Invite all the supervisors to go? Okay, Royal Bath Club! Okay, let's go!"

The sisters were having a foot bath, and the women welcomed Lao Yang in with a smile. As long as they paid, they didn't care whether the man was eighteen or eighty years old, or whether he was fat or thin, beautiful or ugly.

Twenty minutes, 150 yuan, no cheating, absolutely fair, same physical labor.

In fact, those who work in the store are also the lowest-level workers. Doing business is nothing more than mutual consent, mutual benefit and fairness.

As the night deepened, the small pink light on the glass door continued to flash.

On the street next to the construction site, auxiliary police officers working overtime were posting joint investigation notices along the street.

At least at this moment, the two background colors of the city maintained a brief balance.

(End of this chapter)