beauty hunter

Chapter 29 Do I have to be flat-chested for the rest of my life?

Before Niu Xiaotian could speak, Wen Yan glanced sideways at Liu Dahai and said calmly: "Is something wrong?"

Liu Dahai felt a little guilty when he saw it, so he smiled and said, "It's nothing serious. Are you free tonight? There is a dinner party at the company, so you can go too."

"No." Wen Yan said coldly. If it weren't for Michelle's face, after knowing that this guy told Sun Feina, he went to find this guy to settle the score, and now he would dare to take the initiative to come!

Liu Dahai was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile: "Everyone is going, how bad is it if you don't go alone?"

"Just get used to it."

Liu Dahai swallowed and almost couldn't catch his breath.

This kid!

Niu Xiaotian beside him frowned and said: "Old Liu, if you have something to say, just say it and stop talking in circles."

Liu Dahai didn't dare to offend Niu Xiaotian, the gangster leader. He gritted his teeth and saw that there was no one else around. He mustered up his courage and said, "Actually, it's like this. I know Wen Yan has some misunderstandings about me, so I want to treat Wen Yan to a meal."

Let’s have an in-depth chat over a meal. After all, we are colleagues, so it would be terrible to have a misunderstanding.”

Wen Yan put down the newspaper and looked at him with a half-smile: "Oh? Why don't you explain to me first, who came to Sister Fei to say bad things about me?"

"That's what I wanted to say," Liu Dahai was waiting for this sentence and said hurriedly, "That thing was a misunderstanding. That boy Zhuo Xiang came to me and told me..."

"So he resigned out of fear of my revenge?" Wen Yan interrupted him slowly, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Liu Dahai couldn't close his wide-open mouth.

This was what he was planning to say, but he didn't expect it to be said by the other party!

"Okay, Manager Liu. I have no intention of pursuing this matter, but don't think I'm a fool." Wen Yan picked up the newspaper again, "Do your job well and don't mess with me."

Liu Dahai was stunned for a while, then left the lounge in dejection. Standing outside the door, he punched the wall hard, grinning in pain.

If he had known that Wen Yan had no intention of pursuing the case, how could he have paid so much money to ask Zhuo Xiang to resign in order to take the opportunity to resolve the conflict with Wen Yan?

What a shame.

He was busy from the afternoon until 9 o'clock in the evening. Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief and got off work. Thanks to Shangzhuxuan's new price ranges being clearly marked since yesterday, most of the customers had to look for other massages.

teacher, otherwise he would have to face the danger of working overtime again today.

But despite this, at the end of the day, he was still very busy and was only given twenty minutes to eat.

The masseurs in Shangzhuxuan were originally divided into three grades: A, B, and C. Masseurs like Liu Dahai, who are nationally certified as first-level and experienced, are classified as A-level, while most of B-level masseurs are second-level certified, and are also classified as Level A.

For older masseuses, level C is also a second-level certification, but relatively speaking, the age is shorter.

The consumption cost of each customer mainly depends on the designated massage volume level. A is the highest and C is the lowest. But even the lowest level C can easily rise and is not affordable for ordinary people, let alone B and A.

Second class.

But starting yesterday, Class A is no longer the highest class. The "Special Class" was established separately for Wen Yan, who has become Shangzhuxuan's top "luxury masseur" with a price of tens of thousands per session.

At the same time, in order to retain Wen Yan, Yan Qingyan announced that he would be promoted to a regular job in advance, and his monthly salary would be increased to a minimum of 8,000 yuan and a 10% commission. In addition, various benefits and holiday bonuses were not included. This is higher than the monthly basic salary of 2,000 yuan for ordinary new employees.

The income plus a 2% commission is much higher, making him the masseur with the largest salary increase since the establishment of Shangzhuxuan among new employees who became regular employees.

Suddenly, Wen Yan became the most envied employee within Shang Zhuxuan. But he had no choice but to do so. He deserved it due to the gap in strength.

As soon as he came out of the lounge, a strong man next to him caught up with him, and it turned out to be Qin Pu, whom he had not seen much in the past few days.

"Wen Yan, are you going to get off work? Come, let me tell you something." Qin Pu walked side by side with him with a slightly uneasy expression.

"What's the matter?" Wen Yan looked at him curiously. Except for a meeting on the recruitment day, the two of them had not had much communication in the past few days, and for a while he couldn't guess the other's intention.

After leaving Shang Zhuxuan, Qin Pucai said hesitantly: "Well, I want to learn your massage from you, is that possible?"

Wen Yan said cheerfully: "Okay!"

Qin Pu didn't expect that he would agree so readily: "Really...really?"

"Of course, anyone who wants to become a disciple can do it." Wen Yan said frankly, "As long as he has enough patience, and of course I don't hate him."

Qin Pu was overjoyed: "I have nothing but good patience! When will it start?"

While they were talking, the two of them had already reached the stairs. Wen Yan said easily: "You can start after you master the tricks of qigong."

Qin Pu was stunned: "What? Qigong tips?"

"Yes, my massage is based on Qigong. I forgot to mention that you have to go to the master to learn Qigong by yourself. The Qigong I learned was promised to others and cannot be passed on to others." Wen Yan said apologetically, "This is the only one.

Absolutely not, I will teach you whatever else you want to learn."

Qin Pu hesitated and said: "How long will it take to master the trick?"

"It took me two years." Wen Yan recalled, "It is said to be very fast. It takes about ten years for an average person."

"Ten...ten...ten years?" Qin Pu almost fell down.

Oh My God!

Ten years later, I don’t know where I am.

"What's wrong?" Wen Yan looked at him thoughtfully, "Are you in a hurry?"

"Ah? Me? I'm not in a hurry!" Qin Pu laughed unnaturally, "Well, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do. You should go first. See you tomorrow!"

Wen Yan couldn't help but smile dumbly when he saw his back walking back upstairs.

He had already guessed the reason why the other party suddenly asked him to become his disciple.

Michelle regretted it.

As her current personal masseur, Qin Pu may be able to meet her general massage requirements, but it is impossible for her to become a voluptuous woman and get rid of her flat chest. In this case, she had no choice but to do this,

Let Qin Pu come and "steal the teacher".

But she didn't expect that even if Wen Yan was willing to teach, Qin Pu or anyone else would not be able to master his method in a short period of time.

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In the general manager's office, after listening to Wen Yan's words relayed by Qin Pu, Michelle frowned deeply.

Is there really no other way but to ask that guy for help?

But if she were to put aside her pride and "beg" for this opportunity, she would rather have a flat chest for the rest of her life.

Qin Pu looked at her and couldn't help but said: "Boss, what disease do you really need his massage to cure? Tell me, maybe I can think of a solution."

Now that she knew it was hopeless, Michelle, who had not told him her true purpose earlier, was even less likely to tell him. She said dejectedly: "Go back, it'll be fine."

Qin Pu scratched his head and had no choice but to leave.

Michelle is the boss, she has the final say.

Qin Pu appeared at the door, and Yan Qingyan walked in with a strange look on his face: "Something happened."

"Having nothing to do now can make me feel worse, tell me!" Michelle said angrily.

"I just confirmed the purpose of Sun Fei coming to see Wen Yan at noon," Yan Qingyan said slowly, "She wants to ask Wen Yan to be the health ambassador of Yulian Cosmetics, and Wen Yan has already agreed."

"What?" Michelle suddenly stood up from her chair.

Are you kidding? Yulian Cosmetics hired a grown man to be its image ambassador?

"And she took advantage of a loophole and prepared to sign a part-time contract, taking up Wen Yan's free time. As long as Wen Yan agrees, we can't interfere." Yan Qingyan was a little helpless.

Michelle recovered from the shock and said decisively: "No, there is absolutely no way I would let Wen Yan go to her!"

"What's the reason? Threaten Wen Yan with the labor contract? Sun Fei is just waiting for us to fall out with Wen Yan and then get rid of him entirely!" Yan Qingyan was afraid that she would be impulsive, so she quickly reminded, "And don't forget Wen Yan.

Yan has almost become our Shangzhuxuan's signature now. In the past few days, many distinguished guests who had never come to our place before have made it clear that they came because of him!"

Michelle was stunned for a moment, then sat back on the chair.

Indeed, many of these distinguished guests were from the official circles of Pingyuan City Government. If Wen Yan left, she would not only lose a few guests, but also a network of connections that she had not captured before.

After being stiff for a while, she suddenly stood up: "Give me an appointment with Sun Fei. I want to meet her."

At this point, the best way is for Sun Fei to give up on her own.

After being driven to Xinxing Community by Niu Xiaotian, Wen Yan got out of the car and took a look at the boy.

Niu Xiaotian, who was about to get off the car, had a sad face, looking pitiful.

Wen Yan's face darkened.

Without saying a word, Niu Xiaotian started the car, turned around and left.

Wen Yan's expression softened, he smiled, turned around and walked towards the apartment building.

This guy is quite a good person. During the past few days at his house, he always rushed to work and talked a lot, which made the family happy. If he didn't have an underground status, Wen Yan wouldn't mind letting him live together.

When we got home and opened the door, before Wen Yan could walk in, Wen's mother's voice could already be heard: "Xiaoyan, are you back? Come in quickly, there are guests!"

Wen Yan closed the door in shock and went in. He saw the girl standing up from the sofa and said in surprise: "Is it you?"

The girl looked embarrassed, with a slight blush on Xiuya's face. She gently pinched the corners of her clothes with both hands, lowering her head and not daring to look at him.

Mother Wen introduced: "Xiaoyan, come here, this is..."

"I know the chief's daughter." Wen Yan smiled. He had not forgotten how the girl said he was a liar that day. He decided to take action immediately, partly because of her suspicion, and of course more because of Cheng Nianxin's "

Weird's revenge and promise to Mother Wen.

"My... my name is Wen Jing." The girl said a little nervously, and she mustered up the courage to raise her head, "Wen... Brother Wen, I'm here to... apologize to you."

Wen Yan was slightly surprised: "Did your mother force you?"

"No, no!" The girl's face suddenly turned red, "I did it voluntarily. I was too impulsive that day and said a lot of wrong things. I'm sorry."

The quiet and graceful figure bowed deeper than a hundred degrees.

Wen Yan subconsciously looked at her lifted up part.

Well, not bad, it can be considered as "butt enlargement".

Wen Jing stood up straight and came back, and said seriously: "My dad was able to sit up and eat this morning. Brother Wen, thank you. If it weren't for you, he...he..." He said sourly, and his eyes rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

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When she saw the person she cared about most recovering from health, she realized that she had scolded the wrong person. Later, when Lei Min couldn't wait any longer and wanted to come here to find Wen Yan in person, she took the initiative

The biggest reason for taking this opportunity.

Wen Yan didn't need to ask, he knew that Wen Jing wanted to invite her to give her father a massage again. Just as she was about to speak, the doorbell suddenly rang, and a voice came from outside: "Is uncle at home?"

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