The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 141 When you feel it's slow, it's actually fast.
B's older sister, who had just been verbally abused by her several times, asked helplessly, "You've been in the workforce for almost twenty years, who has ever cheated you?"

Jiang Ying: "..."

Sister B: "You're only nineteen years old, what the hell makes you so horny?"

Jiang Ying replied in despair, "Sister, I've really been tricked."

Sister B: "Fine, you got tricked, huh? Just tell me a name, and I'll get revenge for you without you lifting a finger!"

Jiang Ying: "That fat boss!"

"..." After a moment of silence, Sister B said in a calm tone, "Did our father give you the address?"

"Ah."

"Go and have a look."

"I can't imagine that a widow, a woman without children, a woman with no power or influence, and no children, would be misunderstood by you as someone who would cheat you just because she was nice to a child who looked like her deceased son?"

"What ability does she have to summon those departments!"

"Jiang Ying, our family has never bullied anyone like this before!"

"Sister, let me explain..."

Sister B: "Explain yourselves, why don't you go check it out there first, you son of a bitch~"

"Bata~"

Jiang Ying looked at the phone that had just been hung up, told the driver the address, and then glared at the male assistant:
"Your mother is scolding me."

The male assistant covered his head and said, "Then go ahead and smoke."

…………

At this moment, in an office on Financial Street.

Yu Xiaoning removed her concealed earphones.

His expression was complex, tinged with a hint of envy.

There should be young female customers here, right?

How many people will understand the reason for his outburst?

Those who understand will probably envy those twelve girls.

As for Ono, I'm so disappointed in him!

"Fool!"

Yu Xiaoning sighed and signed her name on a resume.

The resume is thin, but the academic qualifications listed on it are exaggerated.

Doctor of Human Resource Management from the School of Labor and Human Resources, Renmin University of China.

China Asset Management Co., Ltd. (hereinafter referred to as "China Asset Management"), one year of internship experience.

The resumes were placed on a stack of separately arranged documents.

If someone were to open that resume at this point, they would find some familiar names in the information below.

Zhang Minghua, Zhou Yaqin, Shen Yan, Li Muqingfeng, retired driver...

Thanks to Chen Guifen's request, Yu Xiaoning found the most suitable HR for Easy Slow Travel and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She took out her phone and left all the chat groups she had joined in Fatou.

No one would have noticed that one of the groups she joined was the same group that belonged to Jiang Ying's female assistant's relatives.

"Although things took a bit of an unexpected turn, the outcome was still quite good."

"Right now, no one dares to shut down Easy Travel."

"Now it all depends on Aunt Chen. Before those people come after you to settle scores, can you dig out those bastards?"

Yu Xiaoning pondered how things would unfold next.

The cell phone rings.

"Director Yu, the bureau has convened an emergency meeting, and the four of us need to attend. Your security will be temporarily handed over."

"Please do not leave this building until we are back in position."

"Okay, I know."

It is 13:03.

.........

垡头
A great commotion broke out.

……

Zhao Xiaochui erupted, and the heat flow that came with his upgrade and new personality also erupted.

Things are getting a bit interesting.

The familiar face in the white shirt reappeared. He and the district fire chief, along with their colleagues from the municipal fire department, pulled him aside and glared at him, asking:
What are you thinking?

The city bureau colleagues remained silent.

The man in the white shirt, unable to contain himself any longer, asked, "You have children, don't you? How old are they?"

His colleagues at the city bureau remained silent. He was just as emboldened as the original leader, seemingly confident that he would receive sufficient compensation for leaving the job.

"Damn it!"

"Alright, calm down, let's solve the problem first."

The district fire department, acting as a peacemaker, asked their superiors, "Has the video been sent out?"

The city fire department finally responded, and he shook his head: "Only that young man went crazy; the others are still relatively calm."

"Hey, now you realize he's young, huh? Did you even realize you were messing with him?" The man in the white shirt looked at him sarcastically. "You say he's crazy? Why didn't he just stab you all to death?"

City Fire Department: "..."

He wasn't afraid of young people going crazy.

But who would have thought that a young out-of-town owner of a massage parlor would have two financial geniuses by his side!
MLGB's two financial elites have worked in all the regions that these bureaucrats fear most, from North America to Europe and then to the Asia-Pacific region.

What does it mean to have friends all over the world? Just look at these two old ladies.

Even more outrageous, one of the old ladies was a street urchin; if it weren't for the calm accounting supervisor stopping them, these people wouldn't have had to wait for the final accounts to be settled.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing and let's think about what to do."

"What do you mean, 'what to do'? Those who should get out, get out."

"How can we leave? There's a crowd outside, a crowd inside, and a few old men lying on the ground trying to scam us, preventing us from moving. The people inside aren't even moving."

"If I say you can get out, then you can get out."

The white shirt was certified by the heat flow, and Zhao Xiaochui listened to what he said.

But once he regained his composure, Zhao Xiaochui began to disperse the crowd before he could even speak.

Half an hour later, the people dispersed, but the man in the white shirt knew that the anger he had been holding in wouldn't dissipate anytime soon.

The man in the white shirt secretly made a decision: he had to make things clear that no one should mess with the remaining girls or that fat boss.

By the way, where's Joe?
I'm busy every day, but I don't even know what I'm busy with.

.........

14:00 sharp.

A ranking list updated by a classified agency across the ocean showed that Yu Xiaoning's ranking has risen significantly again.

Such high efficiency can only prove one thing—capital forces have intervened.

Money can enable those lazy employees to quickly investigate every aspect of this woman, relying on terrifying resources.

After the senior executives of China Asset Management Co., Ltd. got into trouble and were imprisoned, the company was temporarily managed by this woman.

No one knew what the higher-ups were thinking, and for a while, no one was sent again.

The women abandoned the old style of pursuing quick profits and fraudulently obtaining subsidies, and the several small companies they integrated began to take the shape of unicorns.

She had already investigated several human resources groups and found that the educational background, abilities, and professional fields of the talents in them left the staff of the organization somewhat speechless.

They had a general idea of ​​Yu Xiaoning's plan: the big star's recovery was the trigger; once the Hong Kong female PhD bought a plane ticket, Yu Xiaoning would announce the news in various talent groups as soon as possible.

She wasn't relying on that massage parlor, but on China's vast medical system—if a wealthy and anti-H-related Chinese-American female PhD has to go north, why shouldn't those professionals who are temporarily penniless and powerless and can't get on the waiting list in America try to find her?

Moreover, China has more than just medical care; that woman's greatest skill is maximizing the use of resources.

If Yu Xiaoning were to create a talent-gathering effect, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Now, what Old Lou knows is that the legitimate methods have failed, and neither he nor his colleagues on the other side expected it to be such a bizarre massage parlor.

Before the national large-scale investment fund could attract enough talent, massage parlors sprang up first.

He even has a license!

The plan to shut down the relaxed, slow-paced business and stop masseuses from treating celebrities has failed.

Jiang Ying, the scapegoat, didn't seem to be faking anything. She was ruthless in her business tactics, poaching people and hitting their sore spots, but it wasn't very effective.

The massage parlor staff are so united.

Most importantly, this small, run-down shop's balance sheet only shows assets, with no 'liabilities,' and even the property is owned by the shop itself.

The Commerce Bureau cannot complete it in a short time.

So the higher-ups got anxious.

The consequence of my haste was that my son's job has already been secured.

Now, the other side has not only fully opened that safe passage, but also allowed him to choose a retirement home for himself.

Old Lou chuckled softly and sent a message on his phone.

(End of this chapter)