The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 99 The New Accounting Supervisor

As a relaxed and easygoing new accounting supervisor, Zhang Minghua lives in Wancheng Huafu.

That area is within the catchment area of ​​Zhongguancun No. 3 Primary School, and the residential complex is one of the earliest luxury apartment buildings in Beijing.

To commute between the Northwest Fourth Ring Road and the Southeast Fourth Ring Road in Fatou, this fashionable elderly woman even traded her inexpensive electric scooter for an Audi RS7.
The logic behind this is probably only clear to Zhang Minghua himself.

When state-owned enterprises were reformed, she left the system, and her husband went on to pursue a career in politics. The two lived a relatively harmonious life and had both a son and a daughter.

If nothing unexpected happens, her life can be considered quite fulfilling.

Unfortunately, an unexpected event occurred.

The couple's most beloved youngest daughter has become like Lin Daiyu.

Zhang Minghua is very fortunate to live in modern times; if he were in ancient times:
Lin Daiyu was always in poor health and died of illness at the age of 18.

In modern times: Lin Daiyu suffered from—anorexia, psoriasis, depression, anxiety, ADHD, sleep apnea, tuberculosis, congenital heart disease, right ventricular valve regurgitation, liver poisoning, liver edema, and common type of 1720 pneumonia…

He lived a life of constant trouble and passed away at the age of 72.

The daughter's situation wasn't initially that complicated. It started with a simple hormonal imbalance. During the examination, they didn't use their connections to find a specialist. As a result, the irresponsible treatment caused damage to her bodily functions. By the time the two of them mobilized their vast social resources and found a professional authority...

They were told frankly that anorexia caused by impaired bodily functions can be cured, as long as the patient can overcome the pain of the treatment process.

As mentioned earlier, the daughter lived up to the image of Lin Daiyu.

She couldn't stand the bloating and abdominal pain caused by the gradual increase in food intake, as well as the psychological stress brought about by the weight gain.

In this situation, even hiring the best chef wouldn't help—no matter how delicious the food is, it needs time to digest, and my daughter can't accept it.

The relative living in Fatou was a thoughtful person; he used his mobile phone to record the changes in Lao Zhou after he began practicing cultivation.

At first, the couple thought it was a pipe dream, and even used their connections to conduct an investigation at the university of traditional Chinese medicine, but from undergraduate to doctoral level, none of them could cultivate to the level of Lao Zhou.

The professors were all a bit lacking.

But the changes that Lao Zhou has shown in pictures and videos are there for all to see.

Zhang Minghua decided to take matters into her own hands. When she first arrived at Fatou Park, she saw that energetic young man...

At this moment, Zhang Minghua had already driven to the North Fourth Ring Road. The eight-cylinder engine brought a feeling of speed, and at the same time, her abdomen was rumbling.

Because her morning exercise started very early, she ate after getting up.

But a normal person wouldn't be that hungry after just one hour of morning exercise.

Zhang Minghua was just hungry, without any discomfort. On the contrary, he felt a warm and comfortable feeling in his stomach.

The first technique she learned was the "calling" method.

Zhang Minghua pressed the accelerator again, and fifteen minutes later, she arrived home.

Wearing an apron, Lao Luo, who had prepared a sumptuous breakfast, was now emerging from his daughter's room with a somber expression.

Zhang Minghua simply nodded to him and then sat down at the table to eat and drink heartily.

Old Luo's eyes lit up immediately, and he excitedly stepped forward.

"You, you are..."

Zhang Minghua swallowed the egg in his mouth, nodded vigorously, and said indistinctly, "I've mastered the basics. The breathing technique has significantly improved my gastrointestinal function."

Old Luo was so excited he was trembling: "I remember a former colleague who secretly read the 'Taiyi Jinhua Zongzhi'."

Zhang Minghua didn't know why Lao Luo brought this up: "What happened next?"

"I heard that he cultivated to the Mahayana level and ascended to Peking University Sixth Hospital (a mental hospital)."

With a sigh, Lao Luo took out the official "Six-Character Mantra" textbook, rubbed it, and said, "So the techniques are actually real. Everyone just lacks a teacher's guidance, but the teachers are all gone."

Zhang Minghua finished the last sip of milk and said with relief, "We've found it, haven't we?"

Lao Luo: "What are you planning to do?" "I found a new job," Zhang Minghua took out his phone, preparing to contact his former team members. "That kid opened a massage parlor, he didn't know anything and didn't even know to hire professional management, so I took the opportunity to grab this job."

Even now, Zhang Minghua still harbors a glimmer of hope. She knows the identities of the people present, many of whom are no less capable than her, but that child happens to need her expertise.

"That child?" Old Luo asked in surprise.

"Yes, the 'teacher' you mentioned is a peer of our youngest daughter."

"..."

Luo was initially shocked, then lowered his head in deep thought.

Zhang Minghua knew he had brought his work habits with him again, and rolled her eyes, saying:
"Don't get your hopes up. That kid has someone protecting him."

Luo: "You noticed?"

Zhang Minghua shook his head: "Something happened on the opening day. Jiang Ying from the Jiang family was there, and she and her companions even filmed a video. But then some special people appeared and, without any regard for Jiang Ying's identity, ordered her to delete it."

Luo completely abandoned any ulterior motives: "What happened?"

Didn't I show it to you?

Lao Luo shook his head.

Zhang Minghua retrieved the video from the secure folder on his phone and handed it to Lao Luo.

"His name is Yangyang, he's five years old, he just called you..."

"His name is Yangyang, he's five years old, he just called you..."

Old Luo watched in silence.

"His name is Zhao Xiaochui. He's a very pure kid, very fun, and very honest. He wears his heart on his sleeve."

He also loved his work. Unless something came up, he would work or study for twelve hours a day, without a single day off for a whole month, and no one had ever seen him slack off.

"Perhaps that's why the person behind it opened such a flawed luxury massage parlor so quickly, possibly to train him."

Zhang Minghua took the phone back from Lao Luo and continued scrolling through his contacts, saying, "He has now discovered the problems with the store, and I just happened to be there."

"Old Luo, he also promised that all new employees will enjoy internal benefits!"

Luo knew exactly what the internal benefits were, and he asked without hesitation:
"Can our family still buy a house?"

Zhang Minghua instantly understood what her husband meant. He could manage commuting back and forth from the city's sub-center before, but when it came to their daughter, changing houses became a necessity.

"How much longer is the eldest brother going to stay in Mentougou?" she asked.

After thinking for a while, Lao Luo replied, "Let him work in the Youth League Committee for another year, and I'll find a way to transfer him back. By then, it will be just in time for his grandson to start school."

“Okay, let’s transfer this house to him,” Zhang Minghua said. “But the conditions in OCT are not very good, and I don’t know if my daughter can overcome them.”

Lao Luo: "There are quite a few nice houses over there."

“But recently, OCT (Overseas Chinese Town) has been getting old, Lao Luo (Luo Yonghao).

"Listen to you."

Suddenly, Zhang Huaming's phone started ringing incessantly; it was the various group chats she had painstakingly joined in Fatou.

"Let me tell you, a new massage parlor has opened in our neighborhood. The table below shows the requirements for various talents, and the salary is 1.2 to 1.5 times the highest standard in the industry."

Please note that we only accept top-tier talent. Once accepted, the referrer will receive a personalized massage, personally attended by technician Zhao Xiaochui, without the need for an appointment.

Just to emphasize, technician Zhao Xiaochui's services require the application of internal energy, so they are not free.

Zhang Minghua glanced at the message and immediately started searching through his contacts.

"Old Luo, hurry..."

(End of this chapter)