The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 260 You're all happy, I'm happy, so who's not?

"They can't kill me!"

When he said this, Zhao Xiaochui's expression was one of absolute certainty—that he was unkillable in every sense of the word.

"That's right! I really can't kill you!"

Jiang Ying spoke with equal certainty, but she looked at the masseuse with a mocking expression: "You can even continue to move in the direction of a 'miracle' masseuse, but the easy and slow approach may not exist."

Zhao Xiaochui: "..."

Seeing the young masseuse's silence, Jiang Ying felt a pang of pity and said softly, "Xiao Ye is still under my care. Although she's secretly looking for SPA therapists for you, I can protect her!"

"But what about the other girls? Do you think they can have a clean past just by ignoring them?"

She paused, her voice lowering even further, "Little Hammer, 'they' have no bottom line when it comes to their methods. You think the girls don't care? Okay, even if they can handle it, what about the other employees? They have families, they have loved ones, they have so many things they care about..."

"Sister Jiang!" Zhao Xiaochui suddenly interrupted her, looking at her sharply. "This 'Yuanshan,' was it Ugly Donkey who found him?"

"I suppose so," Jiang Ying admitted with a wry smile. "Your legal counsel is using his mentor's connections to expedite the process of your lawsuit against Ugly Donkey. Once it enters the formal proceedings, it will be a huge scandal that Ugly Donkey can't avoid, and at that time..."

“The stock price of Ugly Donkey will make those shareholders restless!” Zhao Xiaochui smiled suddenly and spread his hands. “So, in the end, it’s still a matter of money.”

"Maybe." Jiang Ying smiled, looking at him with a probing gaze. "Little Hammer, what do you think?"

Zhao Xiaochui shook his head and remained silent.

Jiang Ying opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then softly advised, "Isn't the way of the world all about communication, compromise, and finding a balance that everyone can accept? If you're good, I'm good, and everyone's happy." She added firmly, "Little Hammer, I assure you, 'taking it easy' is ultimately up to you!"

Zhao Xiaochui curled his lips sarcastically: "How can you guarantee that?"

Jiang Ying was confident. She leaned forward slightly, got closer to Zhao Xiaochui, and lowered her voice: "I'm the one who invited you. If things go well, I'll have priority and a higher share of the shares."

The sweet fragrance of a mature woman mingled with a faint perfume wafted over her, causing Zhao Xiaochui's thoughts to wander for a moment.

"My group can sign a share entrustment agreement with you!"

Zhao Xiaochui reluctantly withdrew his gaze, looked at Jiang Ying, and repeated calmly, "And then, you're good, I'm good, everyone's good."

"Hmm!" The strong woman confidently raised her chin.

"Then who would be bad?"

Jiang Ying's smile froze on her face, and she was speechless for a moment.

"boom--"

Suddenly, the Rolls-Royce braked sharply, pulling the two people inside forward slightly before gently pressing them back into their soft seats.

Through the bulletproof glass, the world outside the car window distorted in the sweltering heat of late August. The afternoon sun, at its most intense, baked the asphalt until it gleamed, and a stifling heat filled the air.

Not far in front of the car, a figure in a yellow vest and her electric scooter crashed onto the scorching road.

She was a pretty young woman, probably in her early twenties. Her glasses were askew, revealing a pale, almost translucent face. Sweat clung to her forehead, and a few strands of hair were stuck to her temples. The food delivery box beside her was overturned, its contents scattered all over the floor.

The driver, already in the driver's seat, quickly picked up his phone and reported the situation in a low voice, his tone calm and professional.

He then quickly got out of the car.

The sudden accident froze Jiang Ying's smile on her face. She subconsciously looked out the window, and her eyes caught sight of the figure lying on the ground.

In the past, when faced with such situations, she would simply glance out the window indifferently, her eyes showing no emotion whatsoever, as if she were merely seeing an insignificant street scene.

It's not that she's cold-blooded, because every minute she wastes could support hundreds or thousands of riders like her.

But at this moment, amidst Zhao Xiaochui's relentless questioning of "Who would be bad?", she froze! The answer to "Who would be bad?" was laid bare before her eyes.

Zhao Xiaochui didn't move or speak, just watched quietly until more and more yellow vests gathered and began to obstruct traffic. Only then did he gently press Jiang Ying's shoulder, step past her, and prepare to get out of the car.

"How do I open the car door?" he asked, his tone as calm as if he were asking about the weather.

Jiang Ying let out a barely audible sigh, but still quickly pressed the car door unlock button and casually pulled out the famous Rolls-Royce black umbrella from the inside of the car door.

Zhao Xiaochui took the black umbrella, glanced at it, and handed it to the driver who was about to get out of the car to check the situation.

“Everyone, go ahead with your work,” Zhao Xiaochui’s voice wasn’t loud, but it carried an undeniable calmness. “I know first aid and I have a professional certificate. If there are any problems later, we will take care of getting her to the hospital.”

Upon hearing this, the yellow-vested men exchanged glances, but eventually dispersed. What reassured them was not so much Zhao Xiaochui himself, but rather the imposing Rolls-Royce behind him and the well-trained, professional-looking driver.

Under the black umbrella held up by the driver, Zhao Xiaochui crouched down and carefully pulled the female rider into his arms. He took the bottle of mineral water that Jiang Ying handed him through the car window, unscrewed the cap, and fed it to her little by little.

The heat flowed in, carrying away the stagnation on her body, and she seemed to grow even stronger.

When the girl slowly opened her eyes, she saw the glass bottle of mineral water handed to her lips, the driver holding an umbrella above her head, and the enormous Rolls-Royce behind him. She was immediately at a loss.

"Full-time or part-time?" Zhao Xiaochui suddenly asked.

The girl struggled to her feet, pursed her lips, and replied in a voice barely above a whisper, "Full-time."

"I have a legitimate job, purely in the service industry, the salary isn't low, are you interested?" Zhao Xiaochui asked earnestly, sensing the warmth flowing through his body as the girl seemed to accept him.

The girl didn't answer immediately. She timidly looked at the half-open window of the Rolls-Royce. When she saw the powerful woman she had only seen on TV sitting inside, she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and nodded slightly.

"cell phone."

The girl quickly unlocked her phone.

Zhao Xiaochui took the call and dialed: "Sister Guoguo, we're lucky today. I found you a companion. Can you tell her how to get there?"

"..."

The girl remained dazed until the Rolls-Royce disappeared into the traffic.

…………

The atmosphere in the quiet carriage was so heavy it seemed almost palpable. Zhao Xiaochui wore a faint, sarcastic smile, while Jiang Ying had a sullen face and stared straight ahead, as if trying to pierce through the window.

"In this era, ordinary people often have no choice but to rely on sheer luck to find a real way out!"

Jiang Ying's voice was a little hoarse, carrying a hint of barely perceptible fatigue. "There are millions of girls like that. For them to meet you is harder than winning the lottery!" As she spoke, Jiang Ying gave a sarcastic smile and retorted, "Who would be bad? — No one would be bad!"

Her tone suddenly rose, carrying an undeniable firmness: "We've been talking about the big health industry for so many years, and it's not easy to find someone like you who is born with the potential to lead. Once you truly stand up, how many job opportunities can you create, how much economic value can you bring, and how many ordinary people can benefit!"

"Zhao Xiaochui, think about it carefully!"

The Rolls-Royce slowly came to a stop in front of an old-fashioned gate.

At the entrance steps, the ugly donkey CEO, Leng Xiao, stood solemnly.

Seeing the Rolls-Royce stop, he quickly went forward to open the door.

Inside the car, seeing the usually imposing president acting like a doorman, Zhao Xiaochui couldn't help but laugh.

"Sister Jiang, is it possible that in a world dominated by boxers, I could meet a girl like that, a chance even harder than winning the lottery?"

(End of this chapter)