The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 254 Are you afraid?

Zhao Xiaochui's capricious decision to close the store caught many people off guard.

This led to the hasty changes in time and location for both Jiang Ying's and Yu Xiaoning's appointments.

Even busy high-ranking officials have to take time out of their lunch break to receive services from Zhao Xiaochui.

So the location changed to a large garden in the sea.

Given the rushed arrangements and the need for confidentiality, Zhao Xiaochui didn't know how to consult anyone. After discussing it with the even more bewildered Liu Li, they put on their most formal business attire.

The car that came to pick them up was an understated classic Hongqi H5. The driver was an old acquaintance of our special agents, and Yu Xiaoning personally opened the door for the young masseuse.

The female HR glanced at the tenement building, startling Liu Li, who was peeking in, and made her retreat.

With a chuckle, Yu Xiaoning asked Zhao Xiaochui, "Isn't she going? It's such a great opportunity to visit; the route they've arranged for us includes the 'WR Residence'."

Once inside the car, Zhao Xiaochui shook his head and said helplessly, "Don't scare her with such a small amount of courage."

"Okay~"

Yu Xiaoning shrugged, sat down next to Zhao Xiaochui, and patted the driver's seat.

The Hongqi started slowly, and the car became quiet.

As they strolled along leisurely, Yu Xiaoning finally spoke. She rolled down the window, looked at the lively scene, and sighed softly:
"It's so lively."

…………

The entrance, which allows for a relaxed and leisurely stroll, is indeed quite lively.

The place was bustling with people and incredibly lively.

Not to mention the once-popular self-media anchors, it also attracted a lot of news media to report on it.

All of this stemmed from an unusual move by Easy Slow Travel: they proactively canceled the pre-sale of the product and refunded all pre-sale payments in full.

With pre-sales booming and advance payments reaching staggering amounts, EasySlow's decision to forgo this considerable income, an unconventional move, quickly became a hot topic of discussion.

In 2020, it was common for e-commerce best-selling products to trend on social media, especially with the help of internet celebrity Liu Li, celebrities, and wealthy businessmen, which led to the easy and slow rise of many best-selling products.

Now, not to mention professional media, even ordinary people can see that, with the support of Liu Li and other girls, Easy Slow Travel is transforming into a terrifying money-making behemoth.

Such a highly profitable business will naturally attract all sorts of shady characters—some want a piece of the pie, some want to sabotage it, and many more are lurking in the shadows, eyeing it covetously.

Qian Mankun was actually one of them.

He had just come out of Fatou and was standing at the entrance of the Relaxing Walkway with his "clothed" companion, arguing with those wearing bathrobes.

The battlefield for this farce was previously at Fatou.

The "bathrobe guests," who had been beaten black and blue, immediately revealed their fangs once they changed into decent clothes.

Led by a woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses and dressed in a bathrobe, the group of men immediately adopted a "fight to the death" attitude upon entering the police station, making one phone call after another, trying to use their connections to escalate the situation.

The girls who were having a good time beating people were protected behind them, while the legal director, Qian Tu, stood alone in front of them, watching their performance with a cold eye and even a hint of mockery on his lips.

He wasn't flustered at all. Because he knew that those "places" where one could now find trouble with "easy and leisurely travel" were undergoing a major overhaul.

When these people uttered the words "take it easy and slow," the silence and evasiveness on the other end of the phone were the best answer.

If anyone dares to stand up for this, Qian Tu is willing to change his surname to theirs on the spot!

Frustrated by the breakdown in their relationship, the man in gold-rimmed glasses contacted a top lawyer at a prestigious law firm.

Qian Tu then slowly revealed the name of his mentor.

The other end of the phone went silent instantly. Of course, what truly extinguished the group of people with gold-rimmed glasses wasn't the intimidation of a particular name.

Instead, during their final shouting, Qian Tu took out his phone, threatening to submit the complete surveillance video to the police—every word and action from the moment they accepted the service.

The "spectator group" led by Qian Mankun became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

As eyewitnesses, they provided testimony entirely in favor of the girls.

The observation group led by Qian Mankun was also crucial; their favorable statements for the girls finally silenced the guests in bathrobes.

Thus, the 'battlefield' shifted from Fatou to the entrance of the Relaxing Stroll area, and the two sides in the battle became a confrontation between two groups of guests with different stances.

"Are you out of your minds? They dare to threaten us with surveillance footage today, and they can use the same thing to control you tomorrow!"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses pointed to the tightly closed door, which was openly and slowly closing, and asked, "Is it worth it for a place that can close down whenever it wants?"

Qian Mankun's companion was about to retort, but he raised his hand to stop him.

He simply stared coldly at the man with the gold-rimmed glasses and retorted, "Didn't you sign an agreement when you made the reservation? Didn't you carefully read the membership rules? What's the first rule?"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses was taken aback.

“Respect the technicians and follow the rules.”

Qian Mankun answered for him, his face darkening. Pointing to the door, he said, "We all follow the rules, so we are God. You broke the rules, so now all of our 'God' treatment has been ruined by you few rotten apples! I've completed half of my treatment, and now I'm stuck in this limbo. Who are we supposed to complain to?"

"What the hell does this have to do with us!" one of the men in a bathrobe exclaimed angrily. "If you're so capable, go find Zhao Xiaochui. He's the one who closed the shop..."

His cursing stopped abruptly, and his eyes were fixed on the end of the street.

The argument stopped, and everyone looked in the direction he was looking.

A black Hongqi sedan was slowly driving up.

It didn't honk its horn, yet it exuded an aura of authority.

All eyes were finally fixed on the license plate.

Beijing Ag 6...

Looking through the lowered car window, I saw the national-level HR who had just been brought into the open, and Zhao Xiaochui sitting next to her.

Not only the man with the gold-rimmed glasses, but also the beautiful women, the men in bathrobes, and Qian Mankun's men saw it.

The entire "battlefield" fell completely silent.

The two sides even forgot they were facing each other, and just stared at each other, their eyes filled with complex and indescribable emotions.

A moment later, it was unclear who started it, but the two groups simultaneously and in perfect unison snorted, turned around, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

After the crowd dispersed, Qian Mankun's companions approached, carefully avoiding any mention of the car or the young man inside.

Qian Mankun curled his lip in disdain: "Remember the 'children's plan' scandal at JPMorgan Chase back then? She was the daughter of one of the main characters, and now she's the vice president of the China region."

His companion shrank back: "Aren't you afraid?"

Qian Mankun watched the red flag disappear into the distance and chuckled, "Now it's not a question of whether I'm afraid or not, but whether she's afraid or not."

"..."

This is how misunderstandings arise. These people don't realize that it was simply a massage therapist getting into a client's car.

(End of this chapter)