The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 97 Why not use the cheat system if you have it?

After explaining the situation, Yu Xiaoning stopped talking and resumed his leader-like demeanor.

She looked out the car window. The vehicles had already merged into the winding traffic of the East Fourth Ring Road. The CBD was brightly lit in the night, and the Huaxia Zun and CCTV buildings were intertwined in the light and shadow.

Gazing at this magnificent and prosperous scene, Yu Xiaoning murmured to herself:

"Take it easy, take it easy..."

Can we Chinese really live an easy life?
Can we Chinese people really slow down and enjoy life properly?

Chen Guifen and Zhao Xiaochui, where do you get the audacity to use such names?!

…………

At 10 p.m., the last guest was seen off.

Zhao Xiaochui stood quietly in the empty massage parlor.

Everyone was exhausted, and he had driven everyone away, but he was still able to finish the final cleaning work despite having a surge of heat in his body.

Suddenly, a soft rustling sound came from the corner, and a sturdy figure was quietly cleaning with cleaning tools in hand.

Zhao Xiaochui suddenly laughed.

What if there's no cheat code?
Why make this pointless assumption?
The golden finger is right there in him, so why ask for a "what if"?

"Da Qiao!"

"Hey~"

"Come here and stand with your back to me."

"Coming right away, Master!"

"Splash~ Splash~"

Tripped by the obstacle, Da Qiao frantically crawled on the ground searching for the thick glasses. Once she found them, she quickly got up and stood awkwardly in front of Zhao Xiaochui.

Zhao Xiaochui ignored his disheveled state and ignored his address. He placed his hands on Da Qiao's hips and quietly felt them.

Inside my body, a warm current flowed slowly, gradually restoring the energy I had exhausted throughout the day.

It showed no resistance to Da Qiao, and the occasional fluctuations it made were all positive.

"Da Qiao, follow my power!"

Zhao Xiaochui used both hands to correct Da Qiao's posture:

Stand with your feet 2.5 times shoulder-width apart, toes turned out at a 30-degree angle.

Bend your knees and hips until your thighs are at a 25-degree angle to the ground.

His arms were wrapped around his body, palms facing each other as if he were controlling a tiger's neck.

This is a massage technique practiced by students majoring in massage at Beijing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine from their freshman year to their doctoral graduation.

Another important traditional Chinese exercise is the Tiger-Taming Stance!

I don't need your medical connections for the 4+4 treatment, nor do I need the miserable 7+3 treatment. I just need one night!
"Da Qiao, memorize this set of movements."

"Okay, Master!"

If you have a cheat code, why not use it!
……

Before the night had completely faded, Zhao Xiaochui closed the door.

Under the dim streetlights, the old streets exuded a dull atmosphere. The locust trees along the street were listless, their leaves curled up, and they swayed weakly in the occasional morning breeze.

Standing at the entrance of the Relaxing Walk area, Zhao Xiaochui took out his phone and, not caring that it was 4:30 in the morning, made a call.

The call was quickly answered, and Secretary Liu's listless voice came through: "Hey~ Little Hammer, is there something urgent?"

Zhao Xiaochui looked at the listless locust tree not far away and asked in a completely emotionless tone:
"Why are you ignoring Sister Hua?"

………………

Every step of personal growth begins with taking a step out of one's comfort zone.

Incompatibility is no excuse. Animals instinctively eat, sunbathe, and sleep, and humans are no different. If we do more than just eat, sunbathe, and sleep, then every little bit we do is a step in our growth.

Studying hard, working diligently, and making money to live are Zhao Xiaochui's comfort zone.

If he could raise his head and open his mouth again, he might experience significant growth—this was the result of Zhao Xiaochui's overnight contemplation.

This morning, Zhao Xiaochui spoke for the first time by criticizing someone, and that person was the former unattainable street secretary.

When I hung up the phone, it was already dawn.

A surge of heat flowed into his right hand, which he pressed a few times on his head. Zhao Xiaochui regained some of his energy and then went to Fatou Park.

Liu Li didn't come today; she and Guo Guo were teaching the other girls the pronunciation techniques.

So this morning, Zhao Xiaochui was standing in front of the mutual aid group during practice.

He performed the six-character mantra slowly and precisely, the purpose of which was self-evident—to allow the 17 members of the mutual aid group to clearly see his every standard movement.

After reciting the six-syllable mantra five times, he walked somewhat awkwardly into the crowd to correct their mistakes.

The elderly folks who come here every day, rain or shine, are all shrewd people. When they first saw Zhao Xiaochui being so serious, no one was surprised. Some even looked at the energetic young man with a knowing look and gave him a strange smile.

When their morning exercise ended, the elderly men and women didn't rush to leave. Instead, they chatted casually while secretly keeping an eye on the energetic young man.

The child had a "I have something to say" expression on his face, which was clearly written all over his face. How could any shrewd person not see it?

"Um..." Zhao Xiaochui was a little embarrassed, and his face turned slightly red. "I'll create a group. If anyone needs to join, they can join. If you have any questions about cultivation, you can ask me in the group."

"To take, one must first give." Zhao Xiaochui recalled an idiom he learned as a child, thinking he had made a good opening statement, but who knew...

In the blink of an eye, he was confronted with a bunch of bright QR codes.

Zhao Xiaochui frantically pulled out his phone, but unfortunately, when it came to operating a phone, he was even less adept than these elderly folks. Old Zhou, unable to bear watching any longer, quickly stepped forward to help him out.

Actually, the morning exercise mutual aid group has existed for a long time. The simplest way is to add Zhao Xiaochui to the group, but the shrewd people seem to be concerned about the young man's face and haven't said anything.

Thus, a brand new group was quickly established, with a total of eighteen people, one more than the old group, and that one was also crucial.

The group was set up, but the shrewd guys still didn't make a move. They stood quietly in place, waiting for the energetic young man to speak.

Although he never spoke to them.

They weren't afraid of Zhao Xiaochui speaking up; they were afraid of him not speaking up.

Unfortunately, Zhao Xiaochui still didn't say anything. Instead, his face turned redder and redder, and he even seemed a little flustered.

Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore. Sister Qian, a member of the chubby receptionist's sisterhood, stepped forward and asked softly:

"Little Hammer, what's up?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaochui visibly let out a long sigh of relief, his body relaxed noticeably, and he replied cheerfully:
"My...my thing..."

"this and that……"

"It's that kind of relaxed, slow-paced place..."

"It's a bit like that..."

"There is a shortage of talent."

The shrewd people: "..."

They tried hard to suppress their laughter, and some even had an expression that said they had expected it.

It's actually quite easy to understand—they should be retired and enjoying their retirement, yet they come to Fatou Park to exercise every day, rain or shine, before five in the morning. This can only mean one thing, and it's also a common trait among countless successful people—self-discipline.

As a successful person, even if you haven't been in Zhao Xiaochui's industry, how could you not see the problem of walking slowly and leisurely?

"Little Hammer, post the job requirements in the group, and everyone will use their connections to help you find someone."

Sister Qian didn't even bother with social niceties; she readily agreed, "We guarantee we'll get it for you in the shortest time possible."

As a member of the chubby receptionist sisterhood, Sister Qian knows more than others. The reason why Easy Slow Travel is in such a predicament is that after the opening, the agency consulting company hired by the major shareholder withdrew, and Zhao Xiaochui, who only knows how to bury himself in his work, has not yet realized this.

(End of this chapter)