The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 192 Work (End)

Now, it's Cheng Jin's turn to be an 'extra'.

She sat somewhat awkwardly on the multi-functional bed, her feet soaking in the warm medicinal soup.

As an HR professional, she was used to evaluating others, but now she was the one waiting to be "dealt with," a role reversal that felt somewhat novel to her.

Her new boss, Zhao Xiaochui, was sitting in front of a computer not far away, intently reviewing her electronic medical record—a record of her years-long struggle with endometriosis.

With a soft "ding," the elevator doors slid open silently to both sides.

Before anyone had even fully left, a delicate fragrance began to waft through the air.

Liu Li stepped out gracefully.

She has a delicate face that closely resembles Tong Liya's, with the same almond-shaped eyes and the same dimpled smile, but her figure is more voluptuous and rounded than the slender figure on screen.

The navy blue haute couture technician's uniform she wore was exquisitely tailored, with the belt perfectly cinched at her slenderest point, highlighting her full curves as a mature woman without a trace of bulkiness, exuding only health and gentleness.

She held a black walnut wood tray steadily in her hands, on which a row of dark brown essential oil bottles were neatly arranged.

This was the first time Cheng Jin had met the SPA technicians on the second floor.

She also knew that this was the 'legendary' Liu Li.

"So beautiful," Cheng Jin thought to herself.

Although she herself is not particularly beautiful, she is never short of confidence and admirers in the workplace and in life. Therefore, she only has pure appreciation for the beauty in front of her, without the slightest bit of jealousy.

It is 16:55.

The studio curtains were all drawn, and the three senses were quietly activated. Amidst the refreshing fragrance of vetiver, the lights gradually shifted to a dim amber glow.

Suddenly, a long note from an ocarina reached my ears.

Cheng Jin finally began to directly experience what it was like to be a technician who walked slowly and relaxed.

Zhao Xiaochui came to the bedside and, without hesitation, picked out the rose essential oil, which has a strong anti-inflammatory effect, from the row of essential oils on the tray.

He unscrewed the cap, tilted the bottle, and let three drops of oil fall into his broad palm.

Then, Cheng Jin saw a highly ceremonial and incredibly professional gesture.

Zhao Xiaochui clasped his hands together and rubbed them quickly and gently. Almost instantly, a pure, warm fragrance suddenly entered Cheng Jin's nostrils.

Just as Cheng Jin was slightly distracted by the fragrance, a pair of warm hands covered her feet.

She didn't scream, and her condition didn't allow for strong stimulation of the foot reflex zones.

Zhao Xiaochui's plan was to activate Cheng Jin's whole-body energy circulation through the reflex zones on the soles of her feet, drawing energy back to its source. At the same time, it also put her into a state of being half-asleep and half-awake.

Traditional Chinese medicine theory and massage are merely methods; what ultimately cured Cheng Jin was modern medical research.

Endometriosis is incurable and primarily affects women of childbearing age.

Cheng Jin's condition is an allergy to hormone medications, so conservative treatment via laparoscopic surgery is not currently possible.

Like Yu Xiaoning, she was frozen in place due to contradictory physical symptoms.

Zhao Xiaochui couldn't eliminate the growth outside her uterus without using heat, but so what if it grew? Once all the symptoms were resolved, she could just treat it as a harmless growth inside her body.

What Zhao Xiaochui and Liu Li need to do is to break up the tender nodules on the sacral ligaments and resolve the pelvic adhesions!

These symptoms that can be detected during a physical examination are exactly what the gentle and slow internal massage technique can address!
Cheng Jin's consciousness gradually blurred, but at the same time she could clearly feel everything in her body.

She felt herself being carefully lifted and led to the bed in the cubicle, and she could hear Zhao Xiaochui and Liu Li talking quietly.

I felt Zhao Xiaochui leave the room, I felt Liu Li lift her clothes to cover her abdomen, I felt her oily hands stroking my lower abdomen...

Then, unconsciously, she cooperated with those gentle hands, slowly adjusting her breathing.

When Cheng Jin's breathing and Liu Li's movements and breathing were perfectly synchronized, something magical happened.

She actually "saw" the entire process of the essential oil penetrating. She even sensed the pure thoughts of the technician, Liu Li, at that moment.

At this moment, she finally understood what kind of person the 'technician' Zhao Xiaochui was talking about was.

While feeling extremely grateful to Yu Xiaoning, Cheng Jin was filled with despair about her future job.

Previously, she only looked at professional skills when hiring people, regardless of their character or personal ethics, as to whether they affected the capitalists' ability to make money.

In the future, she will not only look at professional skills when hiring, but also investigate the applicant's character.

How can I check this?
The lights gradually came on, the background music faded, and in the unique aromatherapy atmosphere, Cheng Jin slowly got up.

Touching her warm belly, she smiled happily.

Just then, my phone started ringing erratically.

Upon opening it, she discovered that someone had added her to an experience-sharing group.

"The Liuzhishengfatou branch has reopened. The female technician number 66 provides a good foot massage; she's not difficult and doesn't push you to buy a membership card."

"The young man at Fuqiao Overseas Chinese Town store, number 88, is also great. He's reliable and honest. When I asked him to increase the intensity, he was sweating profusely after an hour. He's truly honest!"

"There's one here in Fuli City too..."

The content of the group chat instantly gave Cheng Jin some ideas about his future work.

She also noticed a new friend request, and upon opening it, the name 'Xiao Ye' caught her eye...

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Zhao Xiaochui left a trace of warmth for Cheng Jin, absorbed the accumulated energy in her body, and then quietly left.

I believe the new HR manager at Easy Slow will soon understand what kind of technicians are needed here.

With that, he had completed all the arrangements for a relaxed and slow-paced work schedule.

From now on, everyone should just do their jobs well, keep customers satisfied, and quietly make a fortune.

Zhao Xiaochui can also fully immerse herself in her favorite job.

After asking Guoguo about the situation, Zhao Xiaochui learned that things were looking good for the legal department. He nodded in satisfaction and took the elevator to the second-floor studio.

Two women were sitting on the sofa in the rest area, waiting.

Sister Hua, her face beaming with joy, was attentively serving him from the side.

Seeing Zhao Xiaochui come up, he hurried over and whispered in his ear:

Have you seen the trending topics?

Zhao Xiaochui shook his head. He never looked at his phone when he was at work. Except for the numbers of his two bed partners, the fat receptionist, and his hometown number, which were set to vibrate, all the others were on silent.

"What's wrong?"

Hua Jie excitedly said, "The weightlifting competition at the Tokyo Olympics has just concluded."

"Chen Yanqing won the championship in a thrilling manner."

"She mentioned you in the interview."

"..." Zhao Xiaochui scratched his head and asked nervously, "They didn't mention my name, did they?"

Sister Hua knew what he was worried about, and patted him with a light laugh: "Don't worry, it only mentioned a certain technician who was taking it easy."

"That's good," Zhao Xiaochui breathed a sigh of relief, then added with concern, "Sister Hua, when screening new clients, be sure to select from those whose information is completely filled out. If you're unsure, send me the information."

"Do not worry."

(End of this chapter)