The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 304 Guoguo Provides Information
This is why Guoguo asked the question. If it were any other employee in the office area asking the same question, Zhou Yaqin would definitely retort – if the problem were solved, wouldn't their young boss come back?
Although Zhou Yaqin did not know Zhao Xiaochui's exact whereabouts, she knew in her heart that her boss was seeking a trump card for a counterattack in this struggle against the billion-dollar giant!

"Guoguo, let's go back," Zhou Yaqin said, rubbing her stiff neck, her voice tinged with exhaustion. "Let everyone rest for a day and get some rest. We'll open for business the day after tomorrow."

Seeing the weariness between Zhou Yaqin's brows, Guoguo's heart stirred, and her eyes lit up as she leaned closer:

"Aunt Zhou, how about... I give you a massage?"

Zhou Yaqin was amused by her appearance, "Silly girl, you even patted it twice, do you think you're a little hammer?"

"I'm not Little Hammer, but I'm the only top-level technician on the second floor."

Guoguo smiled mischievously, and without saying a word, she went around behind Zhou Yaqin, gently placed her hands on her shoulders, and her tone instantly became professional: "Aunt Zhou, start the 'Shh' incantation."

As an outstanding member of the morning exercise mutual aid group, Zhou Yaqin almost instinctively adjusted her posture, lowered her shoulders and bent her knees upon hearing the familiar command.

"Aunt Zhou, use diaphragmatic breathing."

Guoguo didn't even give specific instructions to the old lady who was just starting out with the Six Healing Sounds. She simply placed her palm lightly on the old lady's shoulder for two seconds before starting to work.

Traditional Chinese medicine internal massage, the "Xu" sound technique.

Massage with both thumbs.

Hand-Taiyang Small Intestine Meridian.

Tianzong Point...

Three minutes later, Zhou Yaqin slowly turned her head, the shock in her eyes lingering for a long time.

Guoguo affectionately linked her arm with hers, and as they walked outside, she whispered:
“Aunt Zhou, Little Hammer isn’t here, but we’re all here. I lead a health and wellness class every morning and serve at least six customers a day. My finger strength is already comparable to that of traditional experts. With the added boost of the Six Healing Sounds, even without Little Hammer, I can keep this shop running on my own!”

Zhou Yaqin patted Guoguo's slender hand and said with emotion, "It's not just you, there are twelve other girls."

Guoguo smiled, then suddenly changed the subject: "Aunt Zhou, you've prepared a personalized essential oil for each of us, but it seems like you haven't used it at all?"

Zhou Yaqin paused, her steps faltering. She turned around, a hint of inquiry in her eyes: "What...are you trying to say?"

At this moment, the girl from Northeast China's smile faded, replaced by a hint of helplessness: "Aunt Zhou, don't you think... Little Hammer is the most willful and unqualified boss we've ever met? All he cares about is his little massage bed; even the King of Heaven couldn't order him around."

She looked up at Zhou Yaqin and said softly but firmly, "I think if this matter hadn't involved us, he probably wouldn't have bothered with it at all."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yaqin was taken aback for a moment, then let out a long sigh: "Given that kid's lazy nature, he won't even lift an eyelid if trouble doesn't spread to his own yard."

She perfectly mimicked Zhao Xiaochui's tone, "'Come to my door for cooperation? No time!' 'The whole internet is criticizing me? Let them, it won't hurt me, as long as it doesn't affect my making money.'"

"Pfft~"

Zhou Yaqin's description made Guoguo burst out laughing.

But then, the smile on her face slowly faded. She took a step forward, turned around, and looked directly into Zhou Yaqin's eyes: "Aunt Zhou, it seems that Little Hammer really didn't tell you anything. In fact, the essential oils on the second floor are not the result of the finance department's service premium analysis; they have surpassed the SPA and become the pillar business of the second floor!"

Zhou Yaqin's smile froze. She keenly noticed something, her brows furrowing: "A pillar business? Guoguo, that's an exaggeration. Its profit margin is high, but it's essentially a byproduct. Without Little Hammer, without you guys, it couldn't possibly sell so extravagantly!"

Guoguo shook her head: "Aunt Zhou, you didn't understand what I meant. It means that every customer who receives the service on the second floor will retain the breathing memory we created for a week after the service ends."

Guoguo gestured: "It's like muscle memory. Over a week, the essential oil isn't a luxury service with a premium price tag. It's genuinely effective and can be efficiently absorbed by the customer!"

Guoguo's words made Zhou Yaqin's eyes widen. She didn't blame Zhao Xiaochui for being irresponsible, but instead thought of many things.

"So, we shouldn't have returned it to that essential oil company so easily?"

Guoguo shook her head, spread her hands, and smiled, "Aunt Zhou, I'm just telling you about this. I didn't mean to interfere with the business. Besides, I also wanted to remind you that Relaxing and Slow Travel has been closed for over a week..."

As she spoke, Guoguo held up her phone, pointing to the countless calls and inquiries from wealthy customers, and said with a sly smile, "Before we met Little Hammer, any one of them could easily crush me, but now that we've only been closed for a week, they're almost going crazy with worry, don't you think..."

Guoguo put away her phone, but Zhou Yaqin's eyes were fixed on her: "You said that if the supply of these 'big shots' 'life-extending elixirs' suddenly stopped, would the first person they want to dig out be the troublemaker who caused them to run out of medicine, or our little shop that has no choice in the matter?"

Zhou Yaqin looked quietly at the girl from Northeast China and smiled with satisfaction, even though she had already considered what Guoguo would say next.

“The information you provided is very important,” the old lady patted Guoguo’s shoulder with satisfaction, then turned her around and said, “Go back and rest. Don’t worry about things. I’m not stupid. We’re never fighting alone.”

…………

After seeing Guoguo off, Zhou Yaqin returned to the large conference room, by which time the sky outside the window had already completely darkened.

The moment the door opened, the low murmur of conversation and the clatter of keyboards inside abruptly ceased.

The acquisition team members who were checking the data and the legal staff who were discussing the terms in hushed tones all looked up at the same time, their eyes quietly following her.

The young woman from the finance department who came to deliver the documents subconsciously softened her movements, her eyes filled with hesitant concern.

Ou Xiaokui immediately picked up the already cold boxed lunch on the table: "President Zhou, I'll go heat it up for you."

"No need, don't bother."

Zhou Yaqin gently waved her hand, took the lunchbox, and sat down in the empty corner. She opened the lid, silently picked up her chopsticks, and quietly ate the now-cold food, bite by bite.

The entire conference room fell silent, everyone staring at her—at this retired old lady who had just experienced a crazy online storm and bore all the online abuse alone.

After finishing her meal hastily, Zhou Yaqin stood up and wiped her mouth with a tissue.

She surveyed the entire conference room, her gaze sweeping over every face looking at her, casually walking slowly through the office area with the employees and the acquisition team.

"Alright, I've taken up everyone's time."

(End of this chapter)