The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 92 Bad Ideas

Xie Yunzhou said with exasperation, "You're in charge of managing this store, right? That phenomenon is telling you that if you encounter any problems in management, don't ask insiders, go find a consulting firm outside!"

Zhao Xiaochui: "I'm asking you."

"You ask me how to open a shop? You know the saying 'Learning without thinking is futile,' right? Go and think about it yourself!"

Xie Yunzhou patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "Employees ganging up on each other, deceiving superiors, conflicts among management, and suppliers making things difficult—when you encounter these problems, go find the answers in books."

"Reading determines breadth, practice determines depth."

My child, without practical experience, even the widest expanse is just a shallow puddle. Since you want to venture into society, then go and explore, practice, collect all the problems you encounter, and then go back to your studies.

Go ahead and take the plunge, I'll cover you.

The old man started taking on all the responsibilities.

But thinking of that fat boss, she unconsciously shrank her neck.

If he were to associate with that kind of woman, his biography wouldn't be listed as 'educator,' but as 'Minister of Education.'

…………

The words of the 'Minister of Education' gave Zhao Xiaochui a lot of inspiration.

Because he did indeed know foreigners, and his abilities were comparable to those of Shang Yang.

"That old man is misleading the young!"

The first guest in the afternoon was Yu Xiaoning, a foreigner whose abilities were comparable to those of Shang Yang.

Because she had given him some pointers, Zhao Xiaochui mustered up the courage to ask.

result……

"Isn't it a bit disrespectful of Teacher Xie to say that?"

On the second floor, in Zhao Xiaochui's private spa room, he was holding a tablet, waiting for the service plan to be uploaded to the backend.

“I was his last student,” Yu Xiaoning explained softly as she completed the spa treatment with Liu Li’s assistance and lay back on the bed.

"During my university years, I was still wearing my No. 4 High School uniform, and there were quite a few classmates like me."

As Yu Xiaoning said this, her face was filled with nostalgia.

Her alma mater is probably the only high school in the country with a high-end alumni association, the kind that frequently receives huge donations.

However, after that old man retired, he became much more low-key.

"The old man does have some truth to it: practice."

But before you put it into practice, you need to determine your purpose; don't rush into things blindly.

"Purpose?"

"Yes, for example, when you see someone leisurely drinking coffee, what do you think?"

Zhao Xiaochui had encountered this situation before and answered without hesitation:
How to become someone who leisurely drinks coffee.

“Wrong!” Yu Xiaoning’s clear voice rang out, “You should be thinking about how to become the boss who sells coffee to her.”

Zhao Xiaochui: "..."

"Sister Xiaoning, what would you think if you were in her shoes?" Liu Li asked suddenly as she placed a 40-degree towel on Yu Xiaoning's lower abdomen.

Yu Xiaoning turned her head and replied softly, "How can we get more ordinary people to open coffee shops and then pay taxes to me?"

A simple question has brought up three identities: ordinary people, businessmen, and civil servants. If we delve deeper, the topic of class conflict will emerge.

Zhao Xiaochui suddenly realized that he had asked the wrong person.

The perspectives of a top-tier teacher and an HR director are too far removed from his own.

Fatty Sister is the best. She doesn't give orders or lecture, she just lets him do things and learn by doing.

Ultimately, it all comes down to doing things first and not thinking about anything else. This luxury store was built by doing things on its own.

As for the chubby receptionist, even the top-level teacher showed fear. Zhao Xiaochui's plan to find out about the chubby receptionist's plans in a short time was just wishful thinking.

Judging from the heat flow, the fat receptionist has a lot to do. The bigger the task, the bigger the commotion. If you keep an eye on things, you'll definitely find some clues.

So, there's nothing he can do now but work hard. Today, Yu Xiaoning didn't wear the yoga class and sports bra she wore during her previous home visits. Instead, she wore non-woven disposable underwear and a breast wrap provided by Relax & Slow Travel, which were made of luxurious materials and featured a custom logo.

She lay on the massage bed, her lower body covered by a fluffy, warm gray blanket, the edge of which just met her hip bone, revealing a faint outline of her waistline, firm and graceful, without an ounce of excess fat.

Her figure was well-proportioned and slender, with beautiful shoulder and neck lines and a clear collarbone. Amidst the faint sound of flowing water and the soft notes of the guqin, her slightly closed eyes and relaxed brows revealed a rare sense of relaxation.

She also has a beautiful oval face, and given the private setting, it's hard for male technicians not to have second thoughts.

Therefore, when Zhao Xiaochui provides services on the second floor, there will be female employees present. Today, the female employee is Liu Li.

This is a relaxed and slow-paced management approach, and it's also a standard practice for top spas worldwide.

Unless the guest clicked the mandatory option when making the reservation, requiring only Zhao Xiaochui to be present.

Currently, only Jiang Ying has selected this option during the reservation process.

The option is only for Zhao Xiaochui, and no other male technician will be targeted in the future, because Relaxing and Slow Travel has no plans to hire any more male SPA technicians.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaochui had completed the internal massage and entered the personalized essential oil treatment. His right hand was pressing on the HR director's leg—the Zusanli acupoint.

It feels great to the touch, with a delicate texture like mutton fat jade, which is a common feature among many female customers. Zhao Xiaochui has already gotten used to it.

He had secretly ranked all the women he had ever touched. The one with the best feel was Liu Li, who had practiced the Six-Character Mantra, followed by Yu Xiaoning and Jiang Ying.

Moreover, people like Yu Xiaoning and Jiang Ying have an added advantage due to their social status.

For people like this, the instinct to perpetuate their genes and the dopamine mechanism cause Zhao Xiaochui, like countless ordinary men, to occasionally and involuntarily have 'bad thoughts'.

Bad thoughts are not hard to understand, because men have three things etched into their bones: the desire to conquer, the desire to possess, and the desire to discard—like a wild beast treating its prey, like a child treating a toy.

Zhao Xiaochui loves and respects his profession, but sometimes he can't resist the urge to amuse himself.

At this moment, he touched the woman's legs, observing the absorption of the essential oil while enjoying the delicate touch of the strong woman.

Once the absorption rate was understood, the process of blending custom essential oils began.

After this was repeated several times, by the time the customized essential oil was applied to Yu Xiaoning's abdomen, the HR director had already fallen asleep.

That's all for him now. The rest is Liu Li and Xiao Lu's job. The two of them will take 3888 from the total service price as commission.

In about 20 minutes, the two people will each receive a reward of about 550 yuan.

Moreover, this was only the second order the two of them had received today.

Xiao Lu had already come in carrying the heated stone insulated box and was standing on the other side of the massage bed.

Zhao Xiaochui didn't leave; he stood behind Liu Li, carefully watching her massage her abdomen.

He wanted to try something, and Liu Li had a unique advantage over others, namely that she had already mastered the basics of the Six-Character Formula.

If this condition were applied to students majoring in massage therapy, it would achieve twice the result with half the effort.

"Little deer, look carefully too."

Zhao Xiaochui whispered instructions, then used both hands to support Liu Li's hips and adjust her standing posture. He then placed his right hand on her lower back and brought his face close to her ear:

"Follow your feelings."

Liu Li nodded gently, her hands kneading the skin with a slow, changing rhythm.

She didn't know what 'feeling' meant, but the hand on her lower back made her feel the rhythm of the guest's breathing more and more clearly.

Gradually, the kneading movements became perfectly synchronized with the guest's breathing.

"The core of practicing the Six-Character Mantra lies in 'silently reciting and regulating the breath' rather than making it aloud." Zhao Xiaochui's voice was very soft, barely audible to Xiaolu on the other side, for fear of disturbing Yu Xiaoning, who was half-asleep.

She is now in the ideal state for treating her condition.

"Think about how you feel when you practice every day, and then, based on the position of your hands, feel it again." Zhao Xiaochui's teaching continued.

With her hands on the guest's abdomen, Liu Li subconsciously recited the mantra in her mind.

The frequency of the massage was adjusted again; this time, it wasn't following the rhythm of the guest in bed, but rather leading the guest.

As the breathing ratio gradually becomes 1:3, the force exerted by the hands also becomes more even, and perfect harmony reappears.

(End of this chapter)