The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 54 Tough
After saying something nonsensical, Zhao Xiaochui pulled the handcart out the door, leaving the two women alone.

The chubby receptionist carefully examined Jiang Ying, nodded knowingly, and the little hammer meant nothing of price, but rather that this woman was a bit special and that doing so in a massage parlor could easily cause trouble.

How did you find out about our store?

“My assistant is a resident of the neighborhood,” Jiang Ying answered the question.

The honest answer made the chubby receptionist want to laugh a little—women like Yu Xiaoning and Jiang Ying, who are very individualistic in the outside world, become completely ordinary and unoriginal when they encounter Zhao Xiaochui, this oddball.

According to Little Hammer, the woman in front of him should be in a very bad mood right now, but even though she didn't get the service, she was still enduring it and dealing with him seriously.

"Why don't you add a mini-program?"

The chubby receptionist didn't make things difficult for her. She took out her phone and pointed out, "I'll send you an invitation code to enter the mini-program. Zhao Xiaochui has 2 or 3 in-home service slots every night. One of the slots is a bidding model, meaning the highest bidder wins. If you live nearby, you can try bidding for one soon."

Jiang Ying quickly saved the mini-program and was about to ask something else when Zhao Xiaochui, covered in sweat, ran in.

"Sister, something happened with Liu Li, so the service is canceled tonight. Please let the customers know."

After saying that, Zhao Xiaochui ran out again in a panic.

"Little Hammer, call me if you need anything!"

…………

In the chaotic KTV lobby, Liu Li, trembling all over, was surrounded by Xiao Lu and Tang Tang, while other girls stood in front of them to protect them. The leader was a big girl from Northeast China with a swollen eye.

Conflicts often occur in KTVs, but whether it's the girls or the customers, even if things get physical, they remain rational enough to confine the conflict to the KTV and not acknowledge anyone outside the establishment.

But today is a little different. President Zhao Wuyou has condescended to come to this KTV that has lowered its status. Fake green beer is not enough; he has also brought his own foreign liquor, baijiu, and beer.

Mixing drinks makes it easy to get drunk, and when a man sees the radiant Liu Li, he's very likely to lose his mind.

At that moment, something Guoguo said angered the other side, and the burly Lai Chenggong raised his green stick and smashed it down.

A figure flashed by, followed by a loud "bang".

The green stick was thrown back at him exactly the same way, and Lai Chenggong fell to the ground.

"Little hammer~"

Upon seeing him, the women felt relieved, and Liu Li burst into tears.

Nodding to the girls, Zhao Xiaochui gestured to Sister Hua, who was anxiously making a phone call, and pointed to the camera above her head.

Sister Hua gestured to indicate that there was no problem.

Relieved, Zhao Xiaochui didn't even glance at Lai Chenggong on the ground, and said to the drowsy-eyed Zhao Wuyou:

"Mr. Zhao, if the ladies have offended you in any way, I apologize on their behalf!"

Zhao Xiaochui bowed slightly and continued, "How about we call it a day for tonight?"

Zhao Wuyou tilted his head and staggered towards them with a drunken gait, a half-smile on his face.

"Kid, this is the first time you've spoken to me on your own initiative."

Zhao Wuyou disliked the boy's expression; whenever he saw that calm face, he always felt a chill run down his spine.

I've seen a lot of things done in this legal age, playing in the gray areas and skirting the edges of legality.

He had never seen this expression before, but he had heard of it; it was the calm of someone driven to the brink of destruction, preparing to face annihilation and perish together with the enemy.

But is it possible?
What's on the face of the 19-year-old boy in front of me?

His life has just begun, and his career is booming.

So it was just an illusion, or perhaps a delusion caused by being drunk.

Zhao Wuyou smiled dismissively: "You're planning to stand up for them?"

"We'll wait for the police to arrive."

Seeing that he wouldn't give up, Zhao Xiaochui lost the desire to communicate.

“Great, we’re waiting too.”

Zhao Wuyou clapped his hands and laughed. He tilted his head, revealing a bloody scratch on his neck, and then pointed to Lai Chenggong on the ground:

"We will not accept mediation at that time; we will go through legal procedures and fight to the end."

Zhao Xiaochui turned around and looked at Liu Li, who was trembling, Guo Guo, whose eyes were black and blue, and the other girls who were in a sorry state:
“We’ll wait for the police,” he said again. Zhao Wuyou’s smile widened, and he turned to look at the KTV owner who was still on the phone.

"Sister Hua, you're just going to let this kid take the lead?"

Hua Jie listened to the phone with a sullen face, ignoring him.

"Hehe~" Zhao Wuyou chuckled, "Kid, this is your first time stepping forward, isn't it? Let me tell you what's going to happen next."

He stepped forward, his eyes fixed on Zhao Xiaochui with a sinister gaze, and gently patted his face.

The "smack" was soft and gentle, but extremely insulting.

"Record taking, medical examination, mediation, prosecution..."

Every two words Zhao Wuyou said, he would slap Zhao Xiaochui on the face.

Suddenly, Zhao Xiaochui grabbed his hand.

Zhao Wuyou tried to break free, but he was powerless. He wasn't surprised; he had learned from Lai Chenggong that Zhao Xiaochui possessed this ability. Looking at his right hand, which was being held, his smile remained unchanged as he continued his story:

"We will not accept mediation, and we will hire the best lawyers, and then... wear you down!"

Zhao Xiaochui held Zhao Wuyou's hand and looked at him calmly:
"We'll wait for the police to arrive."

After saying that, Zhao Xiaochui stretched out his right hand and, just like Zhao Wuyou had done to him earlier, slapped his face repeatedly.

"Crack~"

"Let's wait for the police!"

"Crack~"

"Let's wait for the police!"

"Crack~"

"Fuck~"

Zhao Wuyou's men were enraged.

Seeing that the other party was about to make a move, the tough Northeastern girl rolled up her sleeves, raised her arms, and shouted:
"Sisters, let's get them!"

That night, those present would never forget it. No matter how chaotic the hall was, no matter how many punches, kicks, and bottles fell on that young man,

The "smack" sound continued until the police arrived.

The young man, fearless and naive, utterly humiliated the local resident, "General Manager Zhao."

…………

As dawn broke, the streets of Fatou awoke from their slumber, a cool morning breeze carrying the steam from breakfast stalls, spreading across the street corners.

A group of elderly people dressed in loose-fitting exercise clothes had already set up their stances in the small park. Accompanied by the unique shouts of the "Six Healing Sounds," their movements were as smooth as flowing water, and the hem of their clothes swayed gently in the wind.

After completing the full set of movements twice, this number of repetitions is just right for both beginners and those who use it for daily health maintenance. Next, Lao Zhou will provide daily guidance to the new students.

Zhao Xiaochui, who always appeared every morning, didn't come, but the elderly folks weren't surprised.

What happened last night has already spread throughout the WeChat groups.

"Old Zhou, what's the plan?"

The old man who asked the question was an ordinary retired worker with a family, but he showed no fear on his face and asked angrily:

"I'm not particularly capable, but if you need any help, just let me know."

Everyone else could pretend not to know about the child and ignore him, but not Old Zhou. This was the consensus among all the elderly people present.

After finishing his instructions to the older woman, Old Zhou smiled and asked, "What's the situation with the other party?"

They did talk about something in the WeChat group, but no one revealed the other party's identity. They're all shrewd old foxes; if someone were to randomly expose someone's background in the group and have their information taken and screenshotted, they would offend people.

"That kid's grandfather used to be the village secretary of a village in Shibalidian Township. After the demolition, he went to work in the subdistrict office. He retired many years ago and has some money. His children and relatives are in various industries, so he is considered to have some influence."

An older woman who was a regular customer spoke up without any hesitation. She was a woman of integrity, and her children and grandchildren all worked and studied in other districts, so she had no qualms about dealing with the Zhao family.

This is a common point among most of the elderly people present: there are no school districts in Fatou, and if money is no object, most of their children live in Dongcheng, Xicheng, or Haidian districts.

(End of this chapter)