The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 65 A Faint Feeling

Zhao Xiaochui read a few more, all of which were the same situations he had in his previous life.

Due to various reasons, they were honest but lacked integrity. They had a strong desire to repay their debts and expressed their willingness to take full responsibility and work hard to repay them, but...

"why?"

Zhao Wuyou: "What? Why?"

Zhao Xiaochui: "Why must we leave no room for maneuver and wipe them out completely?"

Zhao Wuyou: "..."

“Paying back debts is a matter of course, but being a deadbeat and being honest but untrustworthy are two different things. They should be treated differently. Is it difficult for you to distinguish between them?” Holding up a thick stack of documents, Zhao Xiaochui asked, “This is all about the things you’ve done. Do you want to take a look?”

Zhao Wuyou shook his head.

“Then I have no problem,” Zhao Xiaochui put away the documents and patted his bag. “You managed to find out the information of so many people so easily, there must be a lot of people involved in illegal activities, right?”

What do those people do? Telecommunications, banking, or some other prestigious profession?
They are dressed smartly and act prominently in front of others, just like your relatives and friends, pushing you to the forefront while enjoying everything behind the scenes.
Perhaps they have children and are filial to their elders, and they may verbally express their love for the Party and the country, but what about the blood and sweat behind it all? Was it all consumed in your meals of delicacies?

Zhao Xiaochui pointed to his calm face: "Because of this incident, I learned that a friend jumped off a building because of you."

My "mother" told me that there is never a time of utter despair, and that I shouldn't easily resort to extremes. But I don't know how to avoid extremes in moments of despair, so she told me to learn from you.

"Mr. Zhao Wuyou, my name is Zhao Xiaochui, an orphan and a Beijing drifter; Hua Fengjiao, a KTV owner and a Beijing drifter; Liu Li, a KTV receptionist and a Beijing drifter; Guoguo, a KTV hostess and a Beijing drifter..."

Before dawn, if no one takes responsibility for everything, I will not act the way I did before.

I've said it before, if FL can't protect us, then it can't protect your whole family either!

As he said this, the calm expression that Zhao Wuyou was so familiar with reappeared on Zhao Xiaochui's face—a calmness that was utterly chilling.
You won't get a second chance!

After issuing his final warning, Zhao Xiaochui packed his things and calmly left the rooftop.

"duang~"

The door was slammed shut.

Now, no one will bother anyone who wants to jump off the building.

Zhao Wuyou stood quietly on the steps.

One step forward from here is a bottomless abyss.

His chest heaved rapidly...

…………

The chubby receptionist said the matter was over, so it was over.

Of course, the so-called end is the end of his crazy actions. Whether Zhao Wuyou jumps or not, he and the so-called Zhao family are never done with each other in this lifetime!
As long as there is life, there will be revenge.

Fatty said he was already wearing shoes and not barefoot anymore, so there must be a way to wear shoes, and Zhao Xiaochui plans to learn slowly.

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Zhao Xiaochui is quite happy with her return to a simple life, and it would be even better if there were some little surprises.

For example, when Zhao Xiaochui wakes up in the morning and sees the silly girl's eyes regain their clarity, he feels that the whole day will be happy.

Liu Li is so lucky that she doesn't even realize how lucky she is.

This statement is somewhat contradictory, because Liu Li was unaware that through the heat therapy, Zhao Xiaochui had memorized the pulse characteristics of two acute conditions in her:
Acute stress disorder and dissociative disorder.

According to traditional Chinese medicine diagnosis, it is palpitations and anxiety disorder and lily syndrome.

This was the preliminary conclusion he reached after researching for a long time.

Zhao Xiaochui hadn't expected the simple-minded girl to be so timid, and he regretted his actions of using the heat on her body.

What exactly did he do to Liu Li?
To put it simply, she has the charm of a young woman like Tong Yaya, as well as a voluptuous and graceful figure.

The difference between the two is that Liu Li's face lacks the exotic charm of the Western Regions and has more of the dignified and upright appearance of a Han Chinese.

With a face and figure like that, it's no wonder she gets into trouble.

Zhao Xiaochui really liked her, after all, she was 'developed' by himself according to his own aesthetic.

But the way the simple-minded girl looked at him always made him feel like he was looking at a raised baby, which frustrated him greatly.

Fortunately, she was still his bed partner, and Zhao Xiaochui would always do his best to protect her.

Therefore, Liu Li's recovery signifies the complete end of the conflict with Zhao Wuyou's side; and a normal day begins with taking Liu Li to Fatou Park.

Amid cheers from the elderly people doing their morning exercises, Zhao Xiaochui had Liu Li perform the "Six-Character Mantra".

Liu Li, who has already mastered the basics, does it quite well. Compared to Zhao Xiaochui, the older folks prefer to watch her graceful demonstration.

Zhao Xiaochui smiled, not wanting to disturb the happy Liu Li, nor noticing the hesitant Lao Zhou, and walked to the side.

He stood still with his eyes closed, a gentle breeze caressing his body, and fallen leaves fluttering in the air.

Liu Li, who was practicing the Six-Character Mantra, sensed something very clearly, stopped what she was doing, and looked over with the elderly men and women.

Zhao Xiaochui had forgotten everything else. The Six-Character Formula was no longer effective in enhancing his internal strength, so he planned to change his training method.

Zhao Xiaochui slowly rose to his feet.

"Holding up the sky with both hands regulates the three burners."

The moment he raised both palms, his sleeves moved without any wind.

"Drawing the bow with both hands is like shooting an eagle." The horse stance is as stable as a rock, and the bow-drawing motion coordinates the back muscles.

"Wag your tail and shake your head to quell the fire in your heart."

His waist is incredibly flexible; when he twists his body, you can hear the soft popping of the intervertebral discs returning to their original positions.

"Clenching fists and glaring increases strength."

Suddenly, with a "crack," a pebble beneath his feet was accidentally crushed into tiny pieces.

Zhao Xiaochui stopped what he was doing, looked down at the rubble, then at the stunned crowd, scratched his head, and walked away in silence.

"Little hammer, what are you practicing?" an old man asked persistently.

"The Longevity Exercise of a Thousand Years: Eight Pieces of Brocade!"

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At the massage parlor, the chubby receptionist put down her phone. The video of Zhao Xiaochui practicing his kung fu had already caused quite a stir in the group chat.

"You can't help but show off all the time."

He complained, but his face showed a proud and smug look that his mischievous child was very successful.

Zhao Xiaochui chuckled awkwardly.

"By the way, just so you know, Zhao Wuyou didn't jump down yesterday."

At the last minute, the old man took the child and went up.

Zhao Xiaochui had anticipated this outcome; he had a premonition that the man with a family would not jump after standing there for so long.

The chubby receptionist also mentioned, "However, he just turned himself in, confessing to all the shady activities of his company and accepting the charges."

The chubby receptionist recalled the message she had just received, did some calculations, and then nodded affirmatively, saying, "Eight years minimum!"

Zhao Xiaochui opened his mouth, then closed it again, and then covered his face with his hands. At this moment, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"Thank you, Fatty."

The chubby receptionist waved her hand: "If you're not satisfied, I'll ask someone to keep an eye on their situation."

"Thank you for your help, Fatty."

How could Zhao Xiaochui possibly accept this?

Turning the page, the receptionist looked at him seriously: "Have you ever thought about what the consequences would be if no one backed you up?"

"There are no 'ifs'." Zhao Xiaochui shook his head with a smile. "If there were 'ifs,' I wouldn't have taught the girls SPA, and if I hadn't taught SPA, I wouldn't have caused so much trouble."

Fatty, like you said, there aren't that many "what ifs" in this world. If that kind of situation were to happen, then they'd better lock me up for life and make sure I never get out..."

Upon hearing the last sentence, the plump receptionist stopped him from continuing, glaring at him with a serious expression:
"Zhao Xiaochui, everyone who cares about you would rather you suffer more grievances than see you take extreme measures!"

As long as you're alive, there's hope. Whether you're successful or not isn't important; what matters is that you're safe and sound!

Remember, you're only nineteen!

Furthermore, I'm showing you how the Zhao family handles things, so you should observe carefully from now on!

Young people are impatient with being lectured, so the chubby receptionist used facts to show the brat how someone who has made a mistake will be treated by their family who cares about them!
After saying that, the chubby receptionist waved him away to work, then leaned against the reception desk and sighed.

The child was still angry that Zhao Wuyou had taken all the blame for those illegal activities without dragging others down with him.

Although the outcome wasn't perfect, that's just how life is, isn't it?
Hopefully, that kid will come to terms with it.

The chubby receptionist smiled, then suddenly shouted at the top of her lungs, "Zhao Xiaochui!"

"What are you doing?"

"With so many days off, there are two things I need to do quickly. First, Jiang Ying heard that you're back at work and booked a home visit for tonight, and inquired about the terms and conditions for the entire treatment package."

The chubby receptionist took out her phone, brought up the chat interface, and handed it to Zhao Xiaochui to look at.

The astronomical figures on his phone made him swallow hard. Just as he was about to shake his head and refuse, the chubby receptionist handed him a renovation plan and a list of related team members.

Zhao Xiaochui nodded reluctantly after a brief inquiry.

"Little Hammer, you'll have to deal with some people sooner or later. Jiang Ying is considered a good person in that circle. You can get used to these people's ways of doing things through her."

The chubby receptionist never considered testing young people; she always reminded and instructed Zhao Xiaochui.

What style?

“Greed!” the chubby receptionist said bluntly, her face serious. “For example, after witnessing your abilities and solving your own problems, you won’t be satisfied; instead, you’ll want to get more.”

Zhao Xiaochui nodded thoughtfully, indicating that he understood.

Seeing that he had taken her words to heart, the chubby receptionist smiled, her eyes crinkling, and then gave her the second instruction:

“Starting today, you will go to the conference room of the street committee every noon to train 10 visually impaired new employees.”

"Okay, Fatty."

Zhao Xiaochui vaguely sensed that the chubby receptionist was impatient; she seemed to be planning something and then urgently arranging some things.

But all the arrangements were related to his work. As long as it was related to his work, Zhao Xiaochui had no reason to refuse. Everyone knew that he loved his work!
The result was non-stop busyness...

(End of this chapter)