The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 174 The Most Difficult Private Customization

Secretary Liu couldn't help but curse.

This has nothing to do with his career prospects; he's already at this age and has long since given up any thoughts of advancing further.

What he was really worried about was the safety of the group of deliverymen in yellow vests in front of him.

What kind of people gather in this shop?
A former sanitation worker who committed a serious hit-and-run accident, yet is still able to work here unharmed.

A major shareholder who supposedly had sexual relations with an old man.

A massage therapist specializing in internal energy cultivation who once beat an old man to a pulp.

What's even more baffling is that all three of them seemed completely unharmed, continuing to work normally as if nothing had happened.

As the person in charge of the area where such a major accident occurred, Secretary Liu himself was unharmed.

He didn't know what these three people would do if he really angered them, but he was certain that the group of yellow vests would definitely lose limbs or even pay a more severe price.

Oh, and there's that hothead who dared to play with firearms at the age of five and luckily didn't die.

Secretary Liu knew that Lao Qin also worked in the store, and he guessed that the little brat was squatting in some dark corner, staring at the group of deliverymen with a sinister look.

If they continue to make unrestrained jokes, no one can predict what terrible things might happen.

Secretary Liu had no other choice but to resort to this desperate measure in an attempt to prevent the situation from deteriorating further.

But he never expected that the other party would be so resolute, preferring to lose the entire Fatou market rather than back down.

Secretary Liu felt a bit of a headache, but he could understand the other party's considerations.

Anyone with even a slight understanding of relaxed and slow travel can see the enormous potential and bright future of this store.

Gaining an early advantage in its development is clearly more valuable than clinging to the increasingly dilapidated Fatou market.

"Are you really not planning to withdraw?"

Secretary Liu glared at the person in charge, his face so dark it was almost dripping with water, and his tone was full of threat.

The person in charge had a fawning smile on his face: "Secretary Liu, I just want to say a few words to the store manager. We will leave immediately after we finish and will not disturb you."

If Zhao Xiaochui really wanted to talk to you guys, he would have come out already.

Secretary Liu sighed helplessly, slowly took out his phone, and prepared to take some unconventional measures.

Why are people at these big internet companies getting more and more arrogant?
Do you think that just because you have some money and believe you can help the government create some jobs for struggling people, you can do whatever you want and ignore the rules?

Being so disregarded by the head of a small station, and even the regional manager behind him, made Secretary Liu feel somewhat ridiculous. Perhaps he should let these people know what kind of power a veteran secretary of a Beijing subdistrict office possesses…

"Hello~"

Just then, a sophisticated urban woman rode by slowly on a small electric scooter with a child in tow.

A sophisticated business professional outfit paired with a rather shabby electric scooter—this striking contrast instantly drew everyone's attention.

But what's even more captivating is the fairytale-like content told by this beautiful woman.

"Assistant Shang, write this down immediately: from now on, all delivery workers wearing ugly donkey delivery uniforms are prohibited from entering the **Technology Park**."

"Yes, this is my decision. I will explain it to my superiors. Issue the notice immediately!"

The site manager was stunned upon hearing this. The science park handles over 8000 orders daily, and their delivery lockers have the highest usage rate in the entire capital city.

"Madam, please wait, please wait a moment..."

The person in charge panicked and chased after her, trying to stop the beautiful woman.

The remaining full-time delivery drivers all opened their mobile apps and went online, laughing and joking as they scattered, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The gate to the leisurely pedestrian area slowly opened, and Ma Jinfang walked out carrying a huge garbage bag. She stared expressionlessly at the various electric vehicles that were driving away, as if she were looking at roadblocks that needed to be cleared.

In the shadows by the wall, a small figure flashed by and darted into the store before the door closed.

The conscientious security guards, however, seemed oblivious to the situation, as if nothing had happened.

"Uncle, what are you doing here?"

Secretary Liu turned his head and saw Yu Xiaoning walking over with a stylishly dressed woman.

"It's nothing." Seeing that his niece looked well, he originally wanted to ask her some questions, but in the end he sighed dejectedly, waved his hand, turned around and left, his figure looking somewhat desolate.

He also signed a confidentiality agreement, so what else can you ask?

…………

The consequence of Chen Linna standing Zhao Xiaochui up because of her petty temper was that she had to wait until the afternoon, hungry and full of resentment.

The location for this service was not the second floor where the "anal rupture" incident had occurred, but a studio on the first floor.

This was the first time Zhao Xiaochui had served a customer who resisted the heat. But there was no other way; despite Yu Xiaoning's lofty pronouncements about talent tactics and national strategy, Zhao Xiaochui had to reluctantly comply.

For this kind of person, the warmth in his body will not spontaneously emerge, and he even feels disgusted and repulsed by the filth accumulated on her body.

However, the powerful penetrating ability of traditional Chinese medicine can allow for the creation of a customized essential oil formula for her, helping her to better absorb and recover.

Zhao Xiaochui suppressed his discomfort and released his grip on Chen Linna's wrist. While carefully wiping the essential oil off his hands, he nodded affirmatively to Yu Xiaoning.

"Ms. Chen's physical condition is somewhat special, and the fee will be three times higher than that of Wang Churan."

He wouldn't explain his understanding of the internal energy cultivation theory of traditional Chinese medicine to them, but he would set his fees based on the degree of internal energy depletion.

Chen Linna's eyes narrowed, and her tone was slightly questioning: "What is the basis for charging this fee?"

Although she had been reminded by Yu Xiaoning before coming, she still couldn't help but ask a question.

"I changed my clothes three times to customize a suitable formula for you, but I didn't change my clothes at all when I was serving Ms. Wang. Do you understand?"

Zhao Xiaochui suppressed his impatience and gave a brief explanation.

Chen Linna also felt a little irritated, but not because of Zhao Xiaochui's attitude, but because something she had cleverly hidden inside her body seemed to have been lost.

She turned to Yu Xiaoning and said, "My commercial medical insurance should be valid, right?"

Yu Xiaoning smiled and pointed to the certificate hanging on the wall: "This store has medical qualifications and can reimburse medical expenses."

That fake ID made by the chubby receptionist solved all the problems for a relaxed and leisurely stroll.

"Then see you in three days."

Before parting, Chen Linna looked at Zhao Xiaochui with some hesitation, as if she wanted to ask something:
Where is that female masseuse?

"He's been fired."

Zhao Xiaochui lied without batting an eye, explaining that since Easy Slow Travel operated on an appointment system, Guoguo could simply hide away when customers arrived.

“That’s not what I meant. After all, I have some problems myself,” Chen Linna said, showing a rare hint of understanding. She took a deep breath. “Yesterday, when you were cleaning, did you find anything unusual?”

The only special thing is poop. Besides the poop you spill all over the ground, there are also bathrobes and underwear covered in poop. What else could there be?
Besides, apart from the excrement, everything else moves easily and slowly.

Zhao Xiaochui coughed, covering his mouth to hide his embarrassment:
"Why don't you go there and look for it yourself?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a barely perceptible smile flashed across Yu Xiaoning's eyes.

Chen Linna shook her head somewhat awkwardly, greeted Yu Xiaoning, and then turned and left, her back view appearing somewhat dejected.

At this moment, only Zhao Xiaochui and Yu Xiaoning remained in the studio.

Yu Xiaoning stretched and slumped wearily onto the sofa, looking quite unwell.

"Finally finished."

Zhao Xiaochui stared at her for a while, then walked behind the sofa and gently placed his hands on her shoulders.

He carefully examined her long, fair neck, felt her delicate and smooth skin, and then began to massage her earnestly.

Use your thumb to massage in a circular motion.

The Gallbladder Meridian of Foot-Shaoyang.

Fengchi acupoint.

"Oh~"

Yu Xiaoning groaned without restraint, seemingly enjoying this rare moment of relaxation.

The shoulder fatigue from working at her desk for a long time vanished instantly, but her complexion did not improve at all.

Zhao Xiaochui let go of her hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked around the sofa, squatted down in front of Yu Xiaoning, and stared intently at her face.

Yu Xiaoning grinned and slowly closed her eyes—if even this man couldn't do anything, she didn't know what else to do.

"Little hammer, I'm not clean anymore."

She said weakly, her voice filled with despair.

"I can see that now. You're not unclean, you're mentally ill." Zhao Xiaochui, like a little hooligan, stretched out his right hand and gently hooked his arm around the woman's fair neck, a warm current slowly flowing into her body.

"Were you injured that night?"

Yu Xiaoning recalled the scene of herself upside down in the trash can, and her stomach churned.

"Ugh~"

(End of this chapter)