The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 251 Last chance

"..."

In the office area, the actual "initial employees" remained expressionless, but their eyes revealed a hint of cold mockery.

The newly arrived young people, as well as the newly recruited middle-aged employees over thirty-five years old who, like the man with glasses, were burdened with enormous life pressures, inevitably showed expressions of excitement and struggle on their faces.

"Da da da……"

The crisp sound of high heels approached from afar, each step seeming to pound on people's heartbeats.

Zhou Yaqin walked step by step to the bespectacled man. She didn't look at the business plans; instead, she sized him up with a sinister gaze and suddenly asked:

"Did you add all the technicians on the second floor to a private group chat?"

The bespectacled man's excited expression froze instantly, fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he nodded stammeringly.

Zhou Yaqin's eyes grew even colder: "Did you also say the same thing to those silly girls?"

The bespectacled man's cold sweat instantly turned into beads the size of soybeans, sliding down his cheeks.

Zhou Yaqin stopped looking at him, her gaze slowly sweeping across the entire office area, and she spoke lazily like a street urchin: "Who hired this son of a bitch?"

Zhang Minghua from the finance department shrugged innocently and turned his gaze to Cheng Jin, the HR director, whose face had already turned ashen, not far away.

Zhou Yaqin let out a soft laugh, but there was no warmth in it.

She turned to Zhang Minghua, her tone nonchalant:
"Minghua, compile a list of the direct and indirect losses the company suffered today due to that bastard's instigation, causing those two technicians on the second floor to lose their composure. And then... legal department?"

"Mr. Zhou, I'm here!" Qian Tu immediately stepped forward, a professional fake smile on his face.

Zhou Yaqin pointed her nail polish-covered fingernails at the bespectacled man, who was already out of his mind, and spoke each word with the ruthlessness of a seasoned street tough:

"Make him bankrupt, then send him to work as a sewing machine operator!"

She suddenly leaned close to the bespectacled man's ear and whispered contemptuously and maliciously in a voice only he could hear:

"Billionaire? My ass!"

A sinister smile spread across Qian Tu's face. He rubbed his hands together and agreed with a crisp, decisive gesture.
"Tap tap~"

Seeing Qian Tu's confident expression, Zhou Yaqin felt relieved and turned to stare at HR Cheng Jin, whose face was grim.

The old lady didn't speak, but tapped her earpiece. After waiting for a reply, she chuckled softly at Cheng Jin.
"Director Cheng, please wait patiently for a moment. As for the others..."

Zhou Yaqin looked around the office area and said, "If you like doing this job, then do it well. Don't think about anything else. If you don't like doing this job or have any unrealistic fantasies that don't belong to you, then get out of here as soon as possible."

As soon as he finished speaking, the administrative staff in the office area scattered like birds and beasts.

No wonder Zhou Yaqin scolded them. Relax and take your time. There's a lot to do today. They need to clean up the mess caused by the closed passages and store closures.

Apart from the bewildered recent graduates, the newly recruited "elites" performed even worse than the customer service ladies.

At this moment, they finally appeared. The young woman who helps the blind and the technicians on the first floor walked in hand in hand, forming an orderly line.

Zhou Yaqin counted carefully and frowned.

Seven?

A clear voice rang out, and Lin Wei walked in, led by a young woman: "No, there are eight. Mr. Zhou, I heard there was an accident at the store, so I rushed back."

A genuine smile finally appeared on Zhou Yaqin's face: "You've figured it out."

Lin Wei nodded solemnly: "I've figured it out. I tried the technique on my parents, and they both said it was even better than at the old shop!"

Zhou Yaqin nodded and solemnly announced, "Welcome back to the team."

Just then, Pan Xiaoli pulled Ji Wenfeng, who looked very unwilling, into view.

"Manager Pan, are two technicians missing?"

After settling Ji Wenfeng in a secluded corner, Pan Xiaoli turned her head blankly, clearly not yet used to the title "supervisor." It took her a while to realize she was being addressed, and she quickly replied:

“They’ve been poached.” Pan Xiaoli blushed as she looked at Qian Tu. “I was just about to tell Qian’s legal department that the person who poached them should pay them full compensation.”

Qian Tu nodded, but his expression was somewhat grim. He added, "There's also a non-compete agreement."

Pan Xiaoli shrugged: "The two technicians are packing their luggage, and the guy with six fingers is waiting outside the door. He wants to talk to you about the non-compete agreement."

Qian Tu looked at Zhou Yaqin, who chuckled and asked, "How much was the full compensation again?"

100W.

“Charge him another 100 million for the non-compete agreement. Let them do what they want if they have the money.” Zhou Yaqin then turned to Lin Wei and asked, “How much were your training fees again?”

"Not counting government subsidies, it was about 30,000 yuan." Lin Wei remembered it clearly.

Zhou Yaqin immediately calculated the profits that Qing Song Manxing could make as a "human trafficker".

“They want to hollow out the easy and slow travel area at any cost,” Zhou Yaqin muttered to herself.

The veteran technician, Gu Qiang, with his sharp hearing and keen eyesight, immediately retorted indignantly upon hearing this:

"They're dreaming! Those guys dig all day long, during work hours, and even sneakily dig after get off work. They even get old customers to slip them business cards. Do you think they can pull anything off the job?"

The young woman helping the blind watched Gu Qiang talking to himself against the wall, and gently straightened his head while suppressing a laugh.

The old lady had complete confidence in the seasoned technicians who had stood the test of time, and gently instructed them: "If anyone harasses you again, report it to Supervisor Shen and have them blacklisted. We're just worried about having too many regular customers and not being able to keep up with the demand."

Shen Yan's calm voice came through the earpiece: "President Zhou, I've already blacklisted him."

Zhou Yaqin nodded slightly.

The office area finally quieted down, and everyone silently watched Zhou Yaqin standing in the center.

And patiently wait for the instructions to come through the headset. …………

Zhao Xiaochui was still standing in front of the old shop under the scorching sun.

During this period, the girls on the second floor of the Relaxing Walk have all finished their work, while only two or three customers have come here.

You should know that the old shops are free.

So it's obvious that the elderly folks chatting so enthusiastically inside were either taking advantage of the freebies or just enjoying the air conditioning and gossiping.

Zhao Xiaochui sighed silently and tapped his earphones.

"Brother Shen, report the customer satisfaction data for the old store."

After saying that, he stepped forward and pushed open the door.

Wang Jianlian, the receptionist, remained standing upright, her eyes wide with disbelief as she stared at the white wall.

Zhao Xiaochui glanced at her and walked straight into the massage room.

The massage beds were all full of people. When there were fewer customers, the elderly would switch to another massage after finishing one session, since it was free. They figured they might as well take advantage of the free service.

Zhao Xiaochui didn't examine the trainer's technique closely; he directly activated his Golden Finger, and the heat flow within his body began to circulate.

He walked from one end to the other without looking to the side. Although the heat flow could not perceive the technicians' techniques, it made their attitudes crystal clear.

As Zhao Xiaochui patrolled, his face grew increasingly gloomy, and unconsciously, that aura of "exterminating household registration" once again permeated the air.

The once bustling old shop fell silent instantly.

Suddenly, Zhao Xiaochui grabbed a middle-aged technician with formal training, pinned him against the wall, stared at him with a grim face, and questioned him word by word:

"What did the person who recruited you say to you?"

The middle-aged masseuse stared tremblingly at Zhao Xiaochui—this was no masseuse, he was clearly a wanted criminal!
"She...she said that as long as she perseveres, says nice things to customers, and improves the positive review rate, she will definitely be able to earn a high salary with ease."

Zhao Xiaochui released his grip, glanced at the technicians who had stopped moving, and asked in a deep voice, "What about you?"

His response was a deathly silence.

Zhao Xiaochui smiled bitterly—So, Cheng Jin, who was recruited by the best HR, also thinks that being eager for quick success is normal?

Is it possible to act without any scruples just for money?

Do they not care about the customers' health, or the technicians' future?
Zhao Xiaochui slowly raised his hand, pressed the earpiece, and coldly uttered three words:

"Fire her!"

At the headquarters of Relaxed Slow Travel, Zhou Yaqin withdrew her hand from her earpiece, a hint of sarcasm on her face, and looked at Cheng Jin.

"You are fired."

Cheng Jin nodded bitterly.

"Compensation or your health?"

HR's body was also repaired by Zhao Xiaochui.

Cheng Jin pointed to her tired face: "I'm so busy, don't I deserve the compensation stipulated in the contract?"

"Of course!" Zhou Yaqin chuckled, her tone playful. "If you want money, take back your health. I believe I can take it back exactly what Little Hammer gave you!"

Cheng Jin: "..."

"Fuck off!"

Zhou Yaqin turned around again, her sharp gaze sweeping over the "elites" who were recruited later.

"Whether being laid off after the age of 35 is a normal social phenomenon, I don't know. I only know that it's wrong."

"Easy and slow doesn't hire a few experienced young people at low salaries; instead, it gives you opportunities with high salaries, but you pick up those wrong things and think they are right!"

"In that case, congratulations everyone!"

Zhou Yaqin tilted her head, exuding the air of a street tough, and announced:

"You're fired."

"Fuck off!"

Today's events have shown everyone that Easy Slow Travel will face fierce business competition and regulatory suppression.

All internal factors that undermine team cohesion or deviate from corporate values ​​must be eliminated!

This isn't for Zhao Xiaochui and Easy Slow Travel, but for the employees themselves!
……

At noon, Zhao Xiaochui received an apology call from Yu Xiaoning.

He accepted the apology.

Yu Xiaoning then talked about the arrangements made for him.

"This afternoon, you're to go to the big boss's house for a massage."

"You will be attending a business banquet organized by the Jiang family tonight."

Zhao Xiaochui did not object to this arrangement that was not discussed beforehand.

He knew that the two women were genuinely helping him, and these two appointments were his last chance to compromise with all the 'vested interests'.

(End of this chapter)