The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 207 Middle Finger
Guoguo's face showed an uncontrollable look of disgust.

Standing to her side and slightly behind, Zhao Xiaochui was acutely aware of her subtle muscle movements, and immediately pressed down hard on her waist with his right hand.

Guoguo snapped out of her daze and quickly resumed her professional smile.

Zhao Xiaochui breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his right hand, and quietly led Ms. Liang out of the room.

He thought to himself that Guoguo was lucky; Ms. Liang, such a "bad guest," was the perfect negative example.

This experience will allow her to truly understand the difference between "practicing" internal energy and "using" internal energy. Just like that bone-setting master in Zhongyuan Province who is proficient in the "Six Healing Sounds" technique, he only uses internal energy for health preservation and strengthening the body, and bone-setting techniques to make a living. It is absolutely impossible for him to expend his vital energy to do anything else.

If it weren't for a thorough investigation by a certain bureau, this extraordinary person living in seclusion in the city would never have been discovered.

……

Jiang Ying wasn't accompanying a guest this time; she had booked services for herself.

Based on her performance at the old house that day, she was granted the privilege of not making an appointment, but assistant technicians are still in short supply.

Zhao Xiaochui's condition was "self-service spa treatment, price unchanged," and Jiang Ying only complained a few times in jest.

After experiencing "relaxed and slow-paced" treatments, she realized that whether it was her own Platinum Feather Spa or other top-tier luxury spas, it was all more hype than substance.

Self-soothing session ended.

Still damp with the lingering scent of moisture, Jiang Ying lay supine in a silk bathrobe.

Beneath her bathrobe, custom-made lingerie concealed her vital areas, yet it only accentuated the graceful curves and mature charm of her languid posture.

Zhao Xiaochui walked in, and when his gaze fell on that voluptuous body, the corner of his eye twitched involuntarily.

This woman's allure is extremely aggressive; serving her is always a test.

He quickly looked away and took the initiative to speak, diverting his attention:
"Is that Ms. Liang your best friend?"

"Partners, I guess," Jiang Ying replied lazily.

"That's good," Zhao Xiaochui breathed a sigh of relief, took out Jiang Ying's special essential oil from the intelligent temperature-controlled essential oil cabinet, and said, "That woman is not a good person."

Putting aside the strong reaction of the heat flow in his body, the fact that Ms. Liang could cause such a strong physiological rejection in Guoguo, who was just starting out, shows her character.

Jiang Ying raised an eyebrow in surprise, then chuckled and asked, "Is it what you meant when you asked about the Labor Law back then?"

Zhao Xiaochui thought for a moment and nodded.

Jiang Ying understood: "Liang Yuan is indeed very harsh on her employees. Recently, the fact that one of her companies kicked out an employee who was injured on the job even made it to the trending topics."

Zhao Xiaochui's face instantly darkened: "From now on, all clients making appointments at Platinum Feather Therapy will have to go through the easy and convenient appointment portal!"

Only now did Zhao Xiaochui realize just how much power was contained in the special port that the fat receptionist had left him.

This direct channel to a certain bureau has not only screened out countless potential high-risk clients in the past, but will also continue to provide "Easy Travel" with a steady stream of selected high-quality clients in the future.

The value of this port is far greater than he imagined.

At this moment, Jiang Ying shook her head decisively: "Impossible! I would rather accept a price increase than expose the privacy of Platinum Feather Medical Domain's customers!"

"That's okay too!"

Zhao Xiaochui thought fiercely, "But if it's a 'rude customer' like this, easily raising the price tenfold, I'll start with this woman!"

Jiang Ying breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily: "Okay, whatever makes you happy."

Jiang Ying's quick agreement made Zhao Xiaochui pause in his oiling motion. He stared wide-eyed: "Ten times! A million!"

Jiang Ying smiled gently: "Bring her here for custom formula production. One of my companies will get a huge order. Do you know how much we can make in the end?"

Zhao Xiaochui shook his head.

"One hundred million!"

Zhao Xiaochui fell silent.

He poured the essential oil into his palm and rubbed it with twice the usual force until his palms were hot before stopping.

Then, he placed his hand on Jiang Ying's lower abdomen.

"Ah~~" The hot yet warm touch made Jiang Ying involuntarily cry out.

"Zhao Xiaochui, are you feeling resentful?"

Zhao Xiaochui chuckled.

“By the way, let me remind you,” Jiang Ying advised earnestly, “Chen Guifen isn’t the kind of person who would abandon her principles for her family. Don’t think that just because you have powerful backing, you can act recklessly against this ugly donkey. The power of capital is more terrifying than you imagine!”

Zhao Xiaochui shook his head and sneered: "The B Gate that was raided that day, both the head and deputy head were replaced. Now that the legitimate channels are blocked, does this ugly donkey still dare to take the underworld?"

Jiang Ying smiled slightly: "You don't know the banner that Six Fingers is holding up over there? One million! Don't forget you still have eleven one millions left!"

Zhao Xiaochui fell silent.

"This shop is now Ugly Donkey's henchman. One million isn't enough, so it's two million. Two million still isn't enough, so it's ten million!"

"That ugly donkey worth a hundred billion doesn't care about that little bit of money; what it lacks is that old face that you've trampled on!"

Jiang Ying's words carried a cold cruelty, nakedly revealing the ruthlessness and viciousness of capital.

Zhao Xiaochui didn't say anything, but carefully pressed on Jiang Ying's abdomen.

The symptoms of qi stagnation, blood stasis, phlegm and dampness obstruction that I had before have disappeared.

The previous surgical scars have been replaced with adorable fluff.

What he's doing today is reducing inflammation and clearing the meridians, to restore his full female function.

Zhao Xiaochui agreed with Jiang Ying's words.

Not only did he agree, but the girls also gained a better understanding of their own worth through the income statistics in the backend.

Now, Guoguo is in a league of her own, Liu Li is in the second tier, and the remaining 10 girls are in the same tier.

100?
I made more than a third of my money yesterday thanks to Liu Li.

Let alone hanging a banner at the intersection of Jinchan Road, even if it were hung at the entrance of QingSongManXing, the girls wouldn't even glance at it.

But as Jiang Ying said, if 100 million isn't enough, what about 1000 million?

The key question is whether the ugly donkey has a clear understanding of the value of the girls.
capital?

Ha~
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Wangjing, the headquarters of Ugly Donkey, a luxurious office.

Leng Xiao was fiddling with his phone.

"So, all this fuss was for a private club?"

Xue Yong quickly took out the documents he had prepared in advance and handed them over.

While introducing the data, the staff said, "These are the sales data for the Bai Ling Therapy Shuangjing store and the surrounding Liu Zhi Sheng stores. The charts show the changing trends of high-end customers."

"In addition, there is the newly crowned Best Actress Wang Churan, Jiang Ying from the Jiang family, and a list of some high-end users."

Xue Yong pulled up the video of the opening day of Relaxing & Slow Travel on his phone and handed it over.

"The influence of this store had already spread before it opened. After it opened, the high-end customers of the surrounding partners dropped off precipitously."

Leng Xiao watched the shocking video of Zhao Xiaochui saving Yangyang carefully, then started operating his phone again.

After a long while, "smack!"

He threw his phone on the table and impatiently gave Xue Yong instructions:

"Check who in the company is a member of his company!"

"Damn it, a tiny massage parlor..."

Leng Xiao muttered some vulgarities.

Xue Yong glanced at the phone on the table and saw a large middle finger below the bolded words "blacklist".
It stands tall.

(End of this chapter)