The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 470 Rear
Guoguo quickly wrapped the blanket around her, her face serious: "Remember, you can't mention this to anyone!"

Liu Li nodded obediently, then pouted, "Sister Guoguo, I don't want to stay indoors and fatten up every day anymore. When are we going to reopen?" Her eyes suddenly lit up, "I feel like I'm more than capable of being a chief technician in my current state!"

Guoguo: "."

As a girl from Northeast China, Guoguo always thought Liu Li was very smart, able to discover Zhao Xiaochui's hidden talent so early on. But she never expected that this seemingly simple girl was actually a genius!
Think of Guoguo, how many thick books she painstakingly devoured, how much effort she poured into cultivating a peaceful mindset, finally becoming the first top-level technician in the "Easy and Slow" style. But this girl in front of me? She hasn't practiced any proper skills, just by hanging around Zhao Xiaochui's side, she actually...
Guoguo sighed sadly and said helplessly, "Opening a business? Girl, don't even think about it in the short term."

Liu Li blinked her big eyes: "Why?"

"Do you know why 'Guo Fulai' suddenly became so popular?" Guoguo asked rhetorically.

"Because he's Zhao Xiaochui~" Liu Li answered matter-of-factly.

"..." Guoguo rolled her eyes in annoyance. "It's because someone wants to use the suddenly appearing 'Guo Fulai' to suppress the real trending topic of Zhao Xiaochui's disappearance!"

Liu Li: "."

Guoguo reached out to tidy her hair: "Girl, rest and recuperate. Don't wait until Xiaochui comes back and sees you've lost weight, then blame us for not taking good care of you."

Liu Li let her fix her hair and asked seriously, "Sister Guoguo, is something going to happen?"

Guoguo paused, remained silent for a moment, and nodded slightly: "When most people's attention shifts away from the relaxed and leisurely stroll, the troublemakers will start to show themselves."

Liu Li blinked: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Guoguo shook her head with a wry smile: "Don't even mention you, there's nothing we can do."

Do you remember the stray cat you adopted when you first came to the karaoke bar?

Liu Li thought for a moment and nodded.

“That cat was beautiful, everyone loved it,” Guoguo recalled. “But when you found out it was eating better than you and living a more comfortable life, do you remember what you did?”

Liu Li lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Luckily you just let it go." Guoguo gently stroked her cheek. "Girl, even a cat you raised yourself, which poses no threat to you, can make you feel that way just because it's living a better life than you. Think about what those people would think of someone who makes a fortune and lives a leisurely life?"

Liu Li: "."

...She raised her head defiantly: "Sister Guoguo, I'm not jealous of the cat! It's just that people always use it as an excuse to chat me up. Besides, you guys usually feed it the most, and when I offered to give it to you, you didn't want it, so I had no choice but to give it away."

Guoguo bluntly exposed her, "Come on, it's just because we fed all your snacks to the cat, and that little glutton is feeling resentful?"

"Hehe..." Liu Li laughed shyly.

“So, girl,” Guoguo sighed, “we can’t rely on anyone right now, we can only wait patiently. Be patient, we’ll talk about it when Little Hammer comes back.”

Liu Li leaned closer curiously: "Sister Guoguo, what exactly did he go out to do this time?"

Guoguo opened her mouth, but in the end she just shook her head.

She didn't know where Little Hammer had gone, but she had a feeling that when he came back, just like last time, all the trouble would disappear.

Guoguo's guess was too conservative.

Just as the chubby receptionist once pointed out: the one who seeks ease and slowness is not a specific person, but rather the set of rules that are gradually forming in this utilitarian society!
This set of rules may seem unreasonable, but when applied to certain individuals, it becomes remarkably reasonable and well-founded.

Take Beijing for example: if you run a massage parlor and occasionally act a little temperamental and close for a few days, no problem, everyone will just think you're throwing a tantrum.

But if you close the door for too long or too frequently, that won't work!
Yes, it's your shop; you can open it and close it whenever you want. But here, from top to bottom, nobody wants to see a shop that makes a fortune so carelessly run!
If you stay closed for a long time and have no revenue, it will directly affect your taxes, your compensation, and even your opportunities for advancement!
This just won't work!

……

"What?! A slingshot?!"

Relax and Slow Travel Main Store.

Zhou Yaqin picked up her teacup, gently blew away the foam, and didn't even lift her eyelids:
"Director Liu, your joke is not funny at all."

The waiting area was filled with the aroma of tea. Zhou Yaqin was receiving Director Liu, who had come to visit. After listening to the explanation from this old acquaintance who had risen through the ranks from the Fatou Subdistrict Office, her face was filled with absurdity, and she couldn't help but sneer:

"You mean... a van's tires were shot off by a slingshot?"

She put down her teacup, leaned forward slightly, and stared at the other person with a half-smile:

"Director Liu, listen to what you're saying... Do you think I'm an old lady who's getting senile, or do you think that our relaxed and slow pace doesn't deserve a more reliable explanation?"

Director Liu rubbed his hands awkwardly, forcing a smile as he tried to smooth things over:

"Mr. Zhou, please don't worry... It's just a preliminary investigation, and the chain of evidence isn't complete yet. But steel balls and rubber band remnants were indeed found at the scene. For now, that's the only way we can characterize it."

He lowered his voice and added meaningfully:
"Just like the little hammer, there are always some special people in this world..."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yaqin burst out laughing, and gracefully set down her teacup.
"Director Liu, let's be frank. With the example of Little Hammer, I believe there are some special people in the world, and your files must contain quite a few similar individuals."

She leaned forward slightly, her fingertips lightly tapping the table:

"But no matter how special these people are, they are still 'human.' If someone could really shoot off a truck tire with a slingshot, the world would be full of superheroes by now, and we wouldn't be sitting here having tea and talking business."

"So," Zhou Yaqin leaned back on the sofa, a half-smile on her face, "this kind of talk that's meant to fool a three-year-old shouldn't be brought up in public. Are you insulting my intelligence, or are you insulting yourself?"

Director Liu gave a helpless smile, leaned forward slightly, and spoke sincerely:

"Mr. Zhou, this 'slingshot' analogy is a ready-made way out."

“There are countless eyes watching Easy Slow Walk right now, and some people are getting impatient,” he lowered his voice. “If you don’t take this opportunity, and someone gets impatient, they might hand you a stick instead of a ladder in a couple of days.”

“Let’s get the shop open first. We can work out any problems step by step,” he said earnestly. “It’s better than having someone force you to open in an even more unpleasant way.”

(End of this chapter)