The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 108 Zhou Xuan
"It's normal now."

Jiang Ying smiled happily upon hearing this: "That old professor also found it incredible and kept asking me what I did."

Zhao Xiaochui: "Did you say that?"

Jiang Ying: "I told him, but he didn't believe me."

Zhao Xiaochui scratched his head: "If it were me, I wouldn't believe it either. I'm lucky, and you're lucky too."

Jiang Ying understood Zhao Xiaochui's meaning and smiled sweetly.

Zhao Xiaochui was stunned for a moment, then quickly looked away.

Jiang Ying saw this but didn't take the opportunity to tease him: "So, I'm almost better?"

"..." Zhao Xiaochui blinked. "How could you have such a misconception?"

The simple and direct question left the beautiful woman speechless. Then, she asked, half-laughing and half-crying, "So what did you mean by 'normal' earlier?"

“A normal result from Western medicine tests does not mean that a normal result from traditional Chinese medicine diagnosis, especially since you were tested without stopping hormone medication.”

Zhao Xiaochui explained earnestly, "Next, you need to consult with your attending physician to discuss reducing the dosage. We'll take it slowly."

Jiang Ying understood that haste makes waste, but with the hope of recovery right in front of her, she was getting a little impatient.

"Thank you, little hammer."

"It's my pleasure," Zhao Xiaochui said, standing up after recovering slightly. "Your 200 million was a great help."

Jiang Ying asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"We recruited some elites who initially felt superior when they joined, but as soon as they heard about the pre-deposits and card issuance amounts for the first few days of Easy Slow Travel's opening, they all became obedient."

Jiang Ying smiled gently: "Little Hammer, you should know that 200 million is your limit, not mine."

Zhao Xiaochui: "..."

"Would you like to take on another high-roller?" Jiang Ying suddenly asked. "Just do me a favor."

Zhao Xiaochui pondered for a moment: "I need to ask the major shareholder."

Jiang Ying acted as if she hadn't heard her and continued, "Just consider it doing me a favor?"

Zhao Xiaochui asked helplessly, "Who is it?"

"Film and television star, Wang Churan."

…………

After handing over the departure gift and seeing Jiang Ying off, Zhao Xiaochui hurriedly ran back to the old shop.

At his speed, it was a very fast distance of less than 100 meters.

"Wang Churan?"

The chubby receptionist feigned a puzzled expression.

Zhao Xiaochui nodded repeatedly: "Jiang Ying said she couldn't even register, let alone make an appointment."

"It's probably a system problem." The chubby receptionist nodded knowingly. "Since they're a big spender, you should tell Shen Yan tomorrow and get them to make an appointment as soon as possible."

Zhao Xiaochui perked up: "Okay!"

The chubby receptionist looked at him and asked, "Are you off work?"

"OK."

The chubby receptionist: "Are you sure?"

Zhao Xiaochui was puzzled. He had confirmed that Jiang Ying was the last guest that morning, so why would the chubby receptionist ask such a question?

Suddenly, my phone vibrated in my pocket.

Zhao Xiaochui took it out and looked at it: "When did I get an extra appointment?"

The chubby receptionist laughed gleefully: "Don't you love your job? Here's someone who got in through connections. It's hard to refuse, since his second uncle helped you a lot today."

"Tap tap~"

Zhao Xiaochui took off running out of the store.

"touch~"

As usual, Zhao Xiaochui dodged the flowerpots falling from upstairs and ran without looking back.

Thirty minutes later, the customer who used the back door finished the spa service and entered Zhao Xiaochui's studio.

The second-floor studio is softly lit, with the aroma of sandalwood and cedar blending together to create a tranquil and private atmosphere.

"Hello, guest."

Zhou Xuan's image as an intellectual female scholar perfectly matched Zhao Xiaochui's aesthetic, and her resentment from working overtime vanished in the blink of an eye. "Hello, Zhao Xiaochui."

The bespectacled female academic star was wrapped in a dark blue silk bathrobe, the belt around her waist tied meticulously. Her collarbones, visible through the V-neck, were perfectly symmetrical, and her skin appeared cool-toned ivory white under the diffused lighting.

This is a girl who doesn't like exercise and has very little muscle.

'She must be very soft!'

Zhao Xiaochui thought to himself.

The room's three sensory systems are designed to help customers relax.

Massage therapists are human too; if they don't control their emotions, they can also become absorbed in the experience.

Dynamic lighting and shadows, white noise 2.0, and a mid-tone aromatherapy blend of lavender and Roman chamomile.

With the bespectacled female academic genius in front of him, it was hard for Zhao Xiaochui not to relax.

People tend to crave what they lack. Zhao Xiaochui's early dropout from school made him feel fond of everyone who excelled academically.

Moreover, the female academic star perfectly matched Zhao Xiaochui's image of a good student.

So at this moment in this room, amidst the sound of flowing water and the rustling of leaves in the breeze, and looking at the beautiful face and body of the academically gifted girl, Zhao Xiaochui couldn't help but relax.

"My second uncle said you were very busy and tired today, and asked me to reschedule for another day."

Zhou Xuan's voice was slightly cold, and she spoke quickly, even accelerating her pace slightly against the backdrop of a soothing tone. "I didn't expect the appointment to be approved."

After speaking, Zhou Xuan gently pushed the narrow gold-rimmed glasses frame with her slender index finger. The dynamic light and shadow made the lenses reflect light slightly, adding a touch of allure.

This scene once again matched Zhao Xiaochui's impression—academic geniuses speak precisely, efficiently, and without any superfluous emotions.

"Today was indeed quite busy. Due to the unexpected opening, we need to resolve the backlog of work from the past few days and the problems that were exposed as soon as possible."

Zhao Xiaochui patiently explained that this was a privilege that neither Jiang Ying nor Yu Xiaoning enjoyed.

This is not surprising; with those two in front of him, Zhao Xiaochui really couldn't relax.

Didn't anyone else help?

Zhou Xuan talked a lot, seemingly trying to find topics to ease her tension.

Because of the room's unusual environment and the fact that it was just the two of them alone, she did feel a little uneasy, even though she had been forced to choose this situation when she made the reservation.

“Maybe it’s to train me,” Zhao Xiaochui said happily, “Before, I only knew how to give massages to customers. Now that I’m a shareholder, they want me to participate in management and broaden my horizons.”

He's not stupid. Everything he encountered today was orchestrated by the fat receptionist. Zhou Xuan's arrival through the back door meant she wanted him to finish his business so he could relax.

"Actually, with your skills, you don't need to do things you don't want to do."

Zhou Xuan thought of the scene of foot massage on the street yesterday, and the way the elderly people looked so happy and satisfied.

"Perhaps," Zhao Xiaochui shrugged, saying noncommittally, "but it's best not to disappoint our elders' good intentions."

At this moment, the invisible bone conduction headphones beeped, indicating that the aromatherapy system has evenly filled the room and the service can begin.

Zhao Xiaochui picked up the tray, which contained the single essential oils and related information that would be used soon.

Zhou Xuan glanced at it briefly and then indicated that there was no problem.

Zhao Xiaochui put down the tray, picked up a huge white bath towel, and then held it up.

Then he turned his head and closed his eyes.

"Actually, you should have chosen one where a female masseuse was present."

Zhao Xiaochui said awkwardly.

Zhou Xuan's face also turned red. She took off her silk bathrobe, leaving only her custom-made underwear, and then wrapped herself in a bath towel.

"After all... when it comes to exposing part of the body, I think... the fewer people who know, the better."

She replied hesitantly.

Feeling the towel in his hand being taken away, Zhao Xiaochui opened his eyes and said in a serious tone:

"There's really no need to worry about that. Every employee's confidentiality agreement is the highest standard in the industry. Relax and Slow is just like other high-end SPA shops. The level of privacy protection for our guests is almost obsessive."

"The fewer people who know, the less they will be caught off guard."

Zhou Xuan replied insincerely. She was already lying on the massage bed with a large bath towel covering her back. Her face turned red when she thought about how the masseur would lift it off later.

“Okay, Ms. Zhou.” Zhao Xiaochui came to the massage bed, tidied up the relevant items, and then placed his hand on the corner of the massage towel. “Let’s confirm one last time. The price of this service and the meridians and acupoints that will be used involve some sensitive areas. Do you understand all of this?”

"Clear."

(End of this chapter)