beauty hunter

Chapter 22 Popular Masseur

"Who is it?" Mother Wen's voice came from the kitchen.

"My friend." Wen Yan responded and immediately closed the door after Niu Xiaotian entered.

"Good morning, aunt." Niu Xiaotiante greeted warmly.

"Ugh, it's early for you too. Have you eaten, young man? Why don't we eat together." Mother Wen came out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of porridge.

"He ate it!" Wen Yan said, "Mom, I have something to discuss with him, so you can eat it first."

Niu Xiaotian muttered in a low voice: "I haven't eaten yet!"

"Are you here just for breakfast?" Wen Yan glared at him from behind his glasses and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Wen's mother had returned to the kitchen.

Niu Xiaotian chuckled: "I'll pick up Brother Wen and you go to work."

Wen Yan was stunned: "Say it again?"

Niu Xiaotian smiled flatteringly: "Don't you have a car? I do. I have to go to work anyway, and you are my eldest brother, so it is natural for me to pick you up."

Wen Yan interrupted him: "Are you at work?"

Niu Xiaotian's chest puffed up: "Yes, from today on, I am Shang Zhuxuan's masseur!"

"What the hell are you doing?" Wen Yan was shocked. Yesterday he was a gangster, but today he has become an office worker?

Niu Xiaotian raised his right hand, made a fist, extended his index finger, and said: "I have two principles in life. First, the words I have spoken are like nails made from iron. I will never take them back, so my life is already yours.

Second, be loyal and resolutely follow your elder brother. Since you don’t want to live in the underground world, then I will step aside and work as a masseur in Shangzhuxuan."

Wen Yan was dumbfounded. Is there something wrong with this guy's head?

…

At twelve o'clock at noon, Wen Yan and Niu Xiaotian entered Shangzhuxuan one after another.

Liu Daizheng was coming out of the office and bumped into the two of them. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Although Wen Yan didn't go to him to show off his power after the game, he knew he had lost. Thinking of the bet he made with him before,

It's inevitable to be embarrassed.

Wen Yan didn't even look at him and passed him by.

Then Niu Xiaotian patted him on the shoulder: "Good morning, Old Liu."

He often came here to look for Michelle. Of course Liu Dahai knew him and said with a smile, "Good morning, Brother Tian." Although the other party was much younger than him, he couldn't afford to offend her, so he certainly didn't dare to neglect her in terms of address.

"Brother Tiantian?" Niu Xiaotian chuckled, "I am now an employee of Shangzhuxuan, you can call me by my name."

Liu Dahai had already received the news from Michelle, and secretly thought that it would be amazing if your kid could work as a masseur with peace of mind. On the surface, of course he did not dare to say it, and said with a smile: "I'm used to yelling, I can't change it.

By the way, your work clothes are ready, how about I take you to the locker room?"

"No need." Niu Xiaotian said with a playful smile, glanced at Wen Yan who had walked away in front of him, and lowered his voice, "I'm just here for the name, you know."

Liu Dahai laughed: "I understand, don't worry, I won't arrange work for you."

"That's good." Niu Xiaotian patted his shoulder with satisfaction and left.

Liu Dahai breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but shake his head.

What on earth is Michelle thinking? How can you let a gangster come here to work?

Little did she know that Michelle was also kept in the dark. Niu Xiaotian called her early this morning and said he was going to work at Shangzhuxuan. She thought he had changed his mind and was willing to come and help her deal with Wen Yan.

"Manager Liu, what's going on? How to deal with that guy?" Someone came over from the side. It was the little man who was sent by Liu Dahai yesterday to explore Wen Yan's massage skills.

Liu Dahai snorted: "Isn't this guy capable? I will give him a full schedule of tasks today to see how capable he is!"

The little man hesitated to speak.

Liu Dahai frowned and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it!"

"Manager Liu, in my opinion, you'd better not assign tasks to him." The short man said, "Have you forgotten what Boss Sun said about him yesterday? If you want him to give massages again, I'm afraid his reputation will soon be ruined.

Will get up..."

Liu Dahai was startled and said with emotion: "Zhuoxiang, your idea makes sense. That's right. We can't assign him a task today. We can't let this kid take all the limelight from Shang Zhuxuan."

At this moment, the glass door of Shang Zhuxuan was suddenly pushed open, and a young woman wearing a blue skirt walked in.

Liu Dahai recognized that he was a regular customer. Although he was puzzled, he still greeted him: "Why is Miss Meng here so early today?"

The young woman has short hair that reaches her ears, and has an upper-middle appearance, but the slightly thicker makeup on her face makes her look a little older than her actual age. Her name is Meng Lan, and she is the CEO of a large IT state-owned enterprise. She usually spends time with Michelle and Sun Fei.

When everyone was able to talk, she asked with eagerness on her face: "Manager Liu, I heard that you have a new masseur here and cured Sun Fei's joint pain. Is that true?"

Of?"

Liu Dahai and Zhuo Xiang were stunned at the same time.

Meng Lan realized that she was a little embarrassed and smiled sheepishly: "As you know, Manager Liu, I have cervical spondylosis due to work. Ordinary physical therapy has no effect. I want to see that masseur to try to see if it can be cured."

"Ah?" Liu Dahai was dumbfounded.

How could this news spread so quickly in just one day?

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Michelle came to Shangzhuxuan just before it opened. As soon as she walked in, she saw seven or eight guests sitting in the waiting area. She couldn't help but be startled and wondered: "Sister Yan, what's going on?

At this time, the customer volume has not yet reached the peak, right? How can there be customers waiting? "

Yan Qingyan also found it strange that Shangzhuxuan had enough manpower and could basically meet demand, and there were rarely customers waiting in groups.

"Old Liu, come here." Michelle glanced at Liu Dahai who was coming out of the manager's office.

Liu Dahai walked over with a frown on his face and whispered: "Boss, that's too bad!"

These two words startled Michelle, and she wondered: "What's going on?"

Liu Dahai smiled bitterly and said, "Did you see those customers in the waiting area?"

Michelle frowned and said, "I was just going to ask you, what happened today? Is there a problem with manpower allocation?"

"No, we still have about ten masseurs available." Liu Dahai said helplessly, "These customers are all designated masseurs, and they are designated by the same masseur. I have no choice but to let them wait for a while."

Yan Qingyan blurted out: "Did they designate..."

"Wen Yan." Liu Dahai's face turned completely dark.

"What?" Michelle cried out.

That guy just came to work for a day and only received one customer, and he became a hot commodity?

"Where are the others?" Yan Qingyan was the calmest.

"I'm giving Boss Sun a massage," Liu Dahai said solemnly, "This is already his sixth customer today."

At the same time, in Sun Fei's usual private room, Wen Yanzheng was carefully massaging her knees.

Different from yesterday, today she deliberately raised the height of the chair so that Wen Yan no longer had to bend over and could press it while standing.

"The people who came to see me today were told by Boss Sun, right?" Wen Yan suddenly asked without looking up.

Sun Fei, who was sitting on the chair, showed a rare smile: "I'm older than you, so you can call me Sister Fei. I only told Meng Lan, but good skills are always passed down from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred. Oh...

...I'm sorry, I lost my composure." Wen Yan's massage just now was so comfortable that she couldn't help but moan, and her face, which had always been as cold as ice, couldn't help but have a slight blush.

Wen Yan glanced at her a little depressed, but did not say what was in his heart.

Forget about cervical spondylosis, his massage can indeed have a therapeutic effect, but among the later customers, there are actually irregular menstruation. Although he is sure that it will have a considerable effect, he, a grown man, can solve it for others.

He felt uncomfortable no matter what he thought about this issue.

The terrible thing is that since he works here, he cannot refuse the customers' reasonable requests. In the end, he had no choice but to give them massages.

The funniest thing is that a company boss came to him because he wanted to get rid of body odor.

mdWhere have you seen a masseur who can help you get rid of body odor?

At that time, Wen Yan wanted to kill Ya's arm with a knife, once and for all.

Sun Fei may have introduced him out of good intentions, but the result was like this, which made it really difficult for him to feel grateful to her.

Sun Fei looked at him with interest and suddenly asked: "Wen Yan, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Not yet." Wen Yan said without raising his head.

"I know a lot of beautiful girls, let me introduce you to one." Sun Fei said, "Just think of it as my repayment for helping me treat my illness."

Wen Yan smiled: "I understand."

Sun Fei said thoughtfully: "Do you already have a sweetheart? It can't be Michelle, right? If so, I really can't introduce you. A true beauty like Michelle is rare."

Wen Yan looked up at her dumbfounded: "Where are you thinking? I have no interest in flat chests, no matter how beautiful her face is."

Sun Fei was stunned: "Flat chest?" She lowered her head and looked down subconsciously.

"34c," Wen Yan buried his head again, "Sister Fei's figure is much better than Michelle."

Sun Fei was stunned again: "How do you know my bra is..."

"One of my greatest strengths is my eyes." Wen Yan said as he pressed, "As long as I understand the basis for judgment, I can easily see things like this."

This was the first time Sun Fei heard that someone had such an ability. Her heart moved and she suddenly asked: "Where is Michelle?"

"32a." Wen Yan said easily, "Her sister is 32b."

Sun Fei immediately looked at him with admiration: "I didn't expect you to have such ability. Where is Meng Lan?"

"33a." Wen Yan answered without hesitation. The first step of Shang Zhuxuan's massage is to ###, which not only keeps the body clean but also puts the body in a comfortable state, then the customer puts on the bathrobe and then proceeds.

Massage. In this way, it is not difficult for him to see "something" from the already loose bathrobe.

Sun Fei said in shock: "Isn't it right? I remember she is 33c..."

Wen Yan said slowly and authentically: "I can't be wrong."

Sun Fei's eyes lit up, and she patted her thigh gently: "I understand, this girl is in trouble."

Wen Yan just smiled and didn't answer.

At this moment, the private room door was suddenly pushed open, and Michelle rushed in angrily: "Sun Fei, did you ask those people to appoint him?"

Sun Fei's gentle expression disappeared instantly, and she said displeasedly: "When did Shang Zhuxuan's hospitality become so rude?"

"Answer my question!" Michelle said angrily.

"So what?" Sun Fei hummed.

"You know that I have a grudge against this guy, but you still help him?" Michelle almost slammed the table, "Are you still my good friend?"

"It's strange. I helped him, didn't I just help you? I made Shang Zhuxuan famous, and I did something wrong?" Sun Fei said sarcastically.

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