The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 137 The drama begins

10:55.
Wang Churan stood outside the psychological clinic, making a phone call.

On the phone, it was her 'backstage' voice.

"I just spoke with the Jiang family. They weren't the ones suppressing the trending topics this morning, Xiao Ran. Is this really that important?"

“If it was that massage parlor that asked for help, just tell them that I will make it up to them a thousand times over later, and let it go this time.”

Clearly, even if it's not the Jiang family anymore, the person suppressing the trending topic must be someone with a very powerful background.

The big star pouted: "Uncle, it's not that they asked me to. On the contrary, I'm using their skills to establish my reputation. If I do, I can benefit from it for the rest of my life without relying on my family."

"..." On the phone, the 'backstage' uncle didn't agree immediately, but hesitated. "Xiao Ran, this matter... is complicated, and I'm also a bit confused on my end."

Wang Churan: "What's going on?"

Uncle: "More than one person greeted me, but I didn't get close to them."

"Then should I look for Grandpa?"

“Fine~” On the phone, the uncle helplessly stopped her, “Xiao Ran, the only thing I can guarantee you is that no one will pressure you. If you’re still not satisfied, go find the old man.”

"One?"

Wang Churan hesitated for a moment before nodding, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, she couldn't help but laugh and walked into the counseling room in a cheerful mood.

It was exactly 11 o'clock.

…………

Zhao Xiaochui had just finished performing eye exercises for the fourth primary school student this morning.

He examined the thick lenses in his hand, which resembled the bottom of a beer bottle, layer upon layer.

I handed it to the male parent and said, "It's summer vacation, so don't wear your glasses for now."

The male parent nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'll do as you say."

Zhao Xiaochui shook his head, got up, opened the door, and personally saw them off.

"You were introduced by Uncle Zhou. To be honest, a price of over four thousand for one visit is a bit outrageous. Easy Travel will set up a package price based on your child's situation, and we'll refund or charge you accordingly."

“No need, no need,” the male parent said excitedly. “Look at you, all sweaty. We’ll charge you whatever we’re owed. We’re not short of money.”

"Nobody's money comes from thin air, especially not for the sake of their children."

Zhao Xiaochui looked at the graying temples of the male head of the family and sighed inwardly. He was only 30 years old.

“It’s not just for you. These days, there are so many children who have missed the golden period for treatment. After leaving me, they still have to go to vision institutions for vision training, which is a huge burden.”

"Let's work together and try to get rid of those lousy glasses this summer."

Using traditional Chinese medicine techniques to increase the plasticity of the retina and visual center in these young patients with acquired amblyopia is the best he can do.

There are too many young patients like this, so he can't use his magic touch. Otherwise, how would he explain it in the city where Tongren Hospital is located?

Zhao Xiaochui led the way and saw off the young man and his son, who were extremely grateful.

Jiang Ying and her male assistant noticed that the casual conversation in the waiting area stopped as soon as Zhao Xiaochui came out, and soothing background music finally entered their ears.

Zhao Xiaochui's voice became clearer and more audible.

Everyone heard what he said, but to Jiang Ying and her male assistant's surprise, none of the elderly men and women even greeted Zhao Xiaochui, let alone praised him.

Everyone watched him in silence.

Some people were even embarrassed, glancing around furtively.

Before I could find the reason, the male assistant spoke up:

"here we go."

"Ding~"

Two crisp text message tones rang out loudly in the suddenly quiet massage parlor.

Zhao Xiaochui suddenly stopped.

Stand in the very center of the lobby and waiting area.

He saw the indicator light in the studio change color.

He also saw two elderly masseuses in the massage parlor abandon their customers, refuse the help of the blind attendant, and grope their way toward him.

coming.

Zhao Xiaochui let out a deep sigh.

"Little hammer..."

The two visually impaired technicians removed their sweat-soaked blindfolds and greeted each other with embarrassed expressions.

At that moment, everyone knew what was about to happen.

The quiet elderly men and women all showed expressions of anger.

The background music disappeared, the fragrance diffuser in the corner stopped working, and the warm lighting returned to its normal bright white.

Shen Yan was in charge of the first-level sensory system. When he received a system notification that an employee had interrupted service, he rushed over with the newly recruited legal counsel.

Zhao Xiaochui raised his hand to stop them from talking, glanced at the waiting area, and lingered on Jiang Ying for a moment.

"Brothers, the penalty for breach of contract is very high."

“Six-Fingered Man will pay for us,” one of them said. “Little Hammer, working here is too tiring!”

"What a wolf-hearted thing!"

An older woman finally couldn't hold back any longer. Dragging her heavy body forward with a 'duang duang' sound, she angrily accused:
"Du Kai, let's be honest, out of the eight of you, you're the dumbest. Little Hammer cares about you the most. How many clothes did he change when he was teaching you step by step?"

"Don't rush to deny it, everyone has seen it!"

"You're feeling tired now? Wasn't Little Hammer tired back then?"

"You've all heard what Xiaoli said; she expects to earn over ten thousand yuan this month. What about you? Around twenty thousand, right?"

"Little Hammer will also provide you with five social insurances and two housing funds."

"This is the first time in my life I've ever heard of a massage parlor providing its employees with supplementary corporate pension benefits!"

"Du Kai, you should have a conscience!" Zhao Xiaochui quickly stopped the threatening woman, gesturing for Pan Xiaoli to take her away while trying to calm her down.

"Aunt Huang, it's nothing serious. Please go back and sit for a while. I'll give you a massage myself in a bit."

Pan Xiaoli grabbed the older woman's arm. Seeing the young lady who usually treated customers like her own parents, the older woman gave up and returned to the waiting area indignantly.

Online, negative reviews abound; in reality, there's blatant poaching of talent—everyone has seen it all.

Most importantly, the child didn't do anything.

Is it wrong to be kind to others? Is it illegal to provide convenience for others?

If you're envious, then improve your skills. If you're envious, then...

"Isn't this bullying?"

Zhao Xiaochui ignored the elderly couple's complaints and had no interest in getting entangled with the two anymore. He waved his hand and let Zhang Yan handle it.

"Little Hammer, the others haven't moved yet because they haven't been given enough. Wait..."

Perhaps unwilling to give up, Du Kai wanted to say a few more words before leaving, but was immediately interrupted.

"Fuck you!"

Gu Qiang tore off the dark blue cloth strip, his anger erupting: "Master, I don't want money, just provide me with food and drink for the rest of my life!"

Da Qiao, supported by the young woman helping the blind, walked over and said, "If I work here for five years, I can save more money than I could earn in my entire life. More importantly, people used to call me Lao Qiao, but now?"

"Completing the task diligently in twenty minutes not only earns you a commission, but also a heartfelt 'Thank you, Master Qiao!'"

"Tired? I don't feel tired."

Of course you're not tired, otherwise you would have wasted your time learning the Tiger-Taming Stance.

Seeing that Da Qiao was spitting at him, Zhao Xiaochui couldn't help but reach out and turn Da Qiao's head toward Du Kai.

Da Qiao: "..."

"Get back to work," he said, pushing Da Qiao and Gu Qiang back, and then gesturing for Zhang Yan and the legal department to leave with their people. "Get your resignations done quickly, everyone hurry up, the guests are waiting."

The massage parlor fell silent again.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaochui is the most powerful, and everyone listens to him.

He is the boss of his employees, and also someone the older folks have watched grow up.

It's only been a few months, and the 19-year-old looks like he's in his late twenties.

They have experienced the cruelty of society, but they have never seen a 19-year-old being bullied like this!
But what can they do?
As mentioned earlier, they have all experienced the harsh realities of society!

They all have a mental record of it.

Some people sighed inwardly.

But this is only the beginning!
In the corner, the male assistant had just curled his lips into a sneer, imagining himself as a villain, when Jiang Ying pinched him hard.

"Go ahead and get ganged up on if you want!"

A whispered warning, but carrying a heavy weight of threat.

The male assistant quickly shrank back, thinking to himself, "Here it comes."

"Da da, da da~"

The sound of hurried footsteps came from the gate.

Hua Jie and Guo Guo ran over anxiously and stood behind Zhao Xiaochui.

"Small……"

Seeing that Zhao Xiaochui didn't turn around to look at them, Guoguo had a complicated expression. Hua Jie opened her mouth in fear, but couldn't say anything.

"Ah~"

She slumped to the ground, dejected.

"Ding~"

The studio indicator lights have finally changed color.

Everyone followed Zhao Xiaochui's gaze.

Through the glass partition, you can clearly see the elevator door slowly opening.

That elevator was strictly forbidden to anyone except Zhao Xiaochui by QingSongManXing, not even the two major shareholders. Yet today, it was used illegally by QingSongManXing employees.

Female SPA therapists on the second floor are absolutely not allowed to appear on the first floor.

Customer segmentation mechanisms and psychological value maintenance strategies have been carefully used to maintain a relaxed and leisurely relationship with first and second-tier customers.

Today, Guoguo's mere presence at the scene was already a violation of the rules. Fortunately, she knew to wear a coat, which covered her custom-made outfit.

But she can cover up this outfit; what about others...?

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the elevator doors slowly opened.

The haute couture women's clothing, which only made a brief appearance on the opening day, was once again presented to ordinary customers by a petite woman with a porcelain doll-like face.

Sister Hua closed her eyes in despair.

Guoguo burst into tears.

It is 11:27.

At the Department of Psychological Medicine of Peking Union Medical College Hospital, Wang Churan completed the seven-question HADS-A (Anxiety) test with a smile.

at this time.

A convoy of vehicles, including mobile tax service vehicles, turned the corner at the main intersection and slowly made its way towards the easy and leisurely destination.

at this time.

Municipal departments such as health and fire departments also have fleets of vehicles, ready to depart.

at this time.

Zhao Xiaochui ignored everything and calmly watched the girl slowly approaching.

(End of this chapter)