The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 129 'Young People's' Ways of Handling Things
Zhang Minghua was amused by Zhao Xiaochui's WeChat Moments post while taking a leisurely stroll.

A young woman rushed over; she was a junior accountant from the finance team.

She whispered something in Zhang Minghua's ear.

Zhang Minghua's smile froze.

"Little Hammer, there's a problem at the bank."

Zhao Xiaochui's high-spirited demeanor instantly crumbled.

He glanced at Zhang Minghua and the accountant, then looked towards the massage parlor.

My colleagues were working diligently, their bodies covered in sweat; from the seven massage beds, groans of pleasure and ecstasy could be heard intermittently; in the waiting area, elderly men and women comfortably sipped tea, chatting quietly...

All around him were the cheerful laughter of the girls who were resting, asking Zhao Xiaochui what good things had happened.

Everyone is doing their own thing diligently, striving to serve others and contribute to society.

The relaxed and leisurely pace of the program has also created jobs for nearly fifty people, and an increasing number of unemployed visually impaired individuals are awaiting training and employment; Sister Hua also plans to look for a girl with good character at the job market…

As long as Zhao Xiaochui is there, Easy Slow Travel can ensure that every employee is rewarded for their work and receives fair wages and benefits; guarantee product quality and safety; be responsible for every customer; and strive to fulfill the social responsibilities that a small business should bear.

He didn't offend anyone.

"Aunt Zhang, what did I do wrong?"

Zhang Minghua said softly, "You're not wrong, the fault lies with others."

"Little Hammer, I'm worried. The other party won't dare to play too dirty. At worst, they can borrow some money from me first, which will be enough to cover the compensation."

The store's finances are unusually healthy, and its customer base is stable, so Zhang Minghua has nothing to worry about.

At this moment, cashier Zhou Yaqin's voice also came through the earpiece:
"Little Hammer, I just received a new investment. Just tell me how much you need."

Zhao Xiaochui shook his head, his expression calm.

Why should we pay for other people's mistakes?

"..."

The headphones suddenly went silent.

Everyone suddenly remembered the post he had just made on WeChat Moments.

Zhao Xiaochui tapped his earphones.

"Brother Zhang, what is the effective range of the intercom system?"

Zhang Yan's voice came through the earphones instantly:

"Boss, we've configured it with a Motorola SLR5000 series, with an effective range of 5-8 kilometers."

Zhao Xiaochui: "That's enough. The bank is right outside. Turn on the recording."

Zhang Yan: "Received."

“Little hammer,” Zhang Minghua showed his phone screen, “someone in the group asked you to record a video to provide irrefutable evidence.”

The group she was referring to was a morning exercise mutual aid group. Apart from two elite finance professionals in a group of 18, nobody knew who else was in it.

“Aunt Zhang, ask if there are any lawyers who dare to sue big internet companies and state-owned enterprises. Have Uncle Zhou ask in other groups as well.”

At that moment, Zhang Yan rushed over.

"Boss, our system has a service recording function. We can change a setting to record live, and members can all watch it in the system."

Zhao Xiaochui nodded: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Zhang. Even if we find a lawyer, there won't be enough time for him to come. Brother Zhang, you can communicate with him during the live stream."

At this moment, the cashier, who earned only one yuan a month, also rushed over. The dashing Zhou Yaqin stood next to Zhang Minghua, and the two financial elites exuded an aura that made the junior accountant next to them involuntarily take a step back.

“Little Hammer, don’t forget what we do,” Zhou Yaqin waved her phone, a disdainful smile on her lips. “If the other party dares to play like this, my foreign media friends will be happy to let the world know about China’s business environment.”

"..."

Zhao Xiaochui knew exactly what these two people used to do, so the media they were talking about...

"Aunt Zhou, it's not that exaggerated."

"Exactly, it doesn't have to be that complicated!"

Just then, Zheng Ye, who had just finished his morning erection, barged in with a group of middle-aged men.

“Little Hammer, several of my friends couldn’t register as members, so they had to come to you to do it on the spot. Each of them deposited 100 first. If you’re short of money, Brother Zheng will make up the difference.”

The blind technicians stopped working and, led by the blind service staff, stood behind the small hammer. Customers also gathered around, chattering about something, nothing more than paying some more deposits.

This is why Zhang Minghua has no worries at all; this store is too reliable.

The problem lies in the abnormal state of financial health and the inability to maintain stable customer relationships.

Even if the compensation is paid later, what's a little bit of penalty money!
Zhao Xiaochui looked around, nodded, then shook his head.

"Like I just said, you have to fill the hole yourself."

Actually, I made a mistake, but thankfully there's still time to correct it.

"Starting today, Easy Travel will no longer accept pre-deposits. All pre-deposits will be refunded to the member's account within 24 hours, with interest paid accordingly."

"Starting today, apart from existing customers registered in the membership system, other customers will no longer enjoy discounted prices. The relaxed and leisurely shopping experience will be treated equally by all customers."

"Brother Zhang, send a reminder text message to all members, informing them of the truth about why Easy Slow Travel funds cannot be withdrawn, and reminding everyone to pay attention to the bank's liquidity risks."

"Because the settlement system cannot guarantee the safety of funds, EasySlow has suspended operations."

"Aunt Zhou, let's go to the bank." "…………"

Zhao Xiaochui left with the aggressive Zhou Yaqin.

A group of angry customers were left behind, not knowing where to vent their frustration.

"That bank by the gate, right?" Zheng Ye gritted his teeth. "Damn it, I happen to have a deposit certificate, I'm going to close the account!"

"That's perfect for me too."

"Go together."

"..."

A bank card was silently handed to Zhang Minghua, who looked at Sister Hua in surprise.

"Little Hammer never said it would open a pre-deposit membership system; I opened it according to industry unspoken rules."

"I'm a shareholder, so please use my pre-deposit to get a refund first."

Zhang Minghua nodded, then said with a wry smile, "If any one of you three were to speak up, I think countless people would be willing to pay this money."

“Little Hammer doesn’t want to,” Sister Hua chuckled softly, “and our shares are just being managed on his behalf.”

…………

At this moment, the bank branches crowded with elderly people had become Zhou Yaqin's battlefield.

Because Zhang Yan was secretly recording, Zhao Xiaochui did not show up, but stood silently in the crowd watching.

The person representing the bank was a lobby manager, who was on a completely different level from the financial elites.

After Zhou Yaqin overcame the system's tactics of technical delays, difficult documentation, targeted freezing of funds, and misleading communication, the lobby manager was already drenched in sweat.

Old Mrs. Zhou, with a fierce look on her face, stared at the lobby manager:

"I have two questions: First, can you provide a written statement of refusal to pay? Second, can you let us personally inspect EasyPay's funds account?"

The lobby manager remained silent.

Zhou Yaqin turned and called out towards the door:

"Call the police!"

Next, she directly dialed the People's Bank of China's 12363 hotline. As a financial expert, she knew which number was more effective than the China Banking Regulatory Commission!
Who exactly is ZTMD?

The lobby manager was internally screaming and desperately pleaded for help from his colleagues—he had a family to support and couldn't afford to take on this responsibility.

Grandma Zhou dodged the employee's attempt to snatch her phone, and even pushed the employee to the ground while explaining the situation to the person on the phone.

Zhao Xiaochui looked at the scene; there were uniformed officers maintaining order, but he directly called 110 (the police emergency number).

After the news of the interception of over ten million advanced funds was released, the walkie-talkies of the uniformed officers on site immediately went off.

They also want to smooth things over.

Negotiate and communicate properly.

This is why Zhao Xiaochui had Zhou Yaqin come forward.

"You're not going to file a case, are you?"

"Article 5 of the Commercial Banking Law prohibits the abuse of power to restrict customers' legitimate payment and settlement; there is also Article 186 of the Criminal Law and Article 16 of the Consumer Rights Protection Law..."

Are you sure you don't want to file a case?

The old lady was ruthless once she gained power.

This is a big deal.

The bank manager appeared, looking terrified.

It's a pity it's too late.

Zhou Yaqin turned to the door again, and just as she was about to speak, a uniformed officer quickly stopped her.

"Madam, the person in charge has arrived and will definitely resolve the matter for you."

Zhou Yaqin: "What was he doing all this time?"

Bank Manager: "Madam, I was out running errands, but I came here as soon as I received the notification."

Zhou Yaqin: "Why didn't I see you come in through the main gate?"

Uniform: "Let's solve problems and communicate properly. We all have families to support, so there's no need to make things worse."

Zhou Yaqin suddenly sneered: "You know what 'having a family' means? If it weren't me coming to our small massage parlor, but an ordinary accountant, would you care whether she has a family or not?"

"What the hell were you doing all this time?"

After spraying, Zhou Yaqin shouted towards the gate, "Report to the inspector!"

The uniformed man's expression changed instantly, and he immediately grabbed the bank manager's arm: "Open a case! Go back to the station to give a statement."

Then, he ordered his colleagues: "Report to the Economic Crime Investigation Department!"

Why are you yelling so loudly!

Zhou Yaqin shouted, "Don't go anywhere! Everyone behind the counter is not allowed to move! When the Economic Investigation Department arrives, check their system logs and the account of 'Easy and Slow'!"

(End of this chapter)