Fang Qian's body faintly woke up, and he rubbed his forehead that was in severe pain: "He is indeed a guy who can make the world dance with his own efforts. He is really difficult to deal with."

In order to use that slight gap to quickly return his spirit to his body, he also made certain sacrifices.

The clone left behind seemed to have turned into a vegetative state, but a part of his spirit was still left in the body.

If it can be warmed up successfully for a period of time, it may be able to become a clone with its own semi-independent thoughts.

Fang Qian shook his head and no longer paid attention to such details.

[You combined many methods of rehabilitation and mental relaxation to create your own mental soothing technique. As long as your mood remains happy, the injuries on your mind and soul will slowly heal. 】

Fang Qian stretched out, changed his face and identity, walked out of the temporary house, walked for a while on the street, and saw a foot bath shop with grand decoration: Golden Foot Impression.

Fang Qian's eyes lit up and he walked in quickly.

"Sir, do you have an appointment?" the cheongsam lady in charge of greeting guests at the door asked with a smile.

"No." Fang Qian only felt that his spirit and soul were numb and itchy.

He knew that this was because his spirit was in an excited state, and the mental soothing technique automatically operated, and part of his soul and spirit that had been forcibly torn began to heal and complete.

"Do you have anyone you can hang out with?" the cheongsam lady asked again.

"No, this is my first time here." Fang Qian looked serious and said with a smile, "Aren't there any photos here?"

"There are some." The young lady quickly handed over a booklet and opened it. On it were photos of female employees in professional attire, with their names and corresponding numbers written on them.

Fang Qian felt even happier inside.

In fact, he is not someone who likes to come to such occasions, just because he needs to heal his wounds.

With his current status and wealth, what kind of woman could he want that he couldn't get?

I came here specifically because of the entertainment attributes of this place.

Fang Qian ordered one, changed his clothes and shoes, and walked towards the small dark room under the guidance of the cheongsam lady.

What surprised him was that the quality of the ladies here was not as bad as what was said online!

How can there be any aunt in her thirties or forties who still pretends to be young? This is a real beauty who can squeeze water out of her!

Following the routine, he started chatting with the technician: "What did the young lady do before? How did you come up with the idea of ​​doing this?"

The young lady looked pitiful and began to cry: "Who would come back and wash people's feet if they didn't have no choice?"

"Before, I was still a millionaire female anchor on Moyin. Every day during the live broadcast, I called "big brother" and "family", which was enough for me to have food and clothing for a month... Who knew that the world would change at a moment's notice, and what spiritual energy would be revived? , what kind of immortals are rampant, what kind of war between gods and demons... in short, the economy is in a mess!"

Fang Qian was confused: "What does this have to do with you? You should continue to be your anchor!"

The technician lady gave him a resentful look: "You don't know?"

"I really don't know." Fang Qian said with a smile.

"Oh, how can I see everything clearly when I am in it?" The young lady pinched her feet and began to talk about her history of sadness, blood and tears: "In short, all kinds of problems broke out all at once, the financial tsunami, and the extraordinary people were like Rising like bamboo shoots, competition at home and abroad, turbulence in the trade environment...the overall economy is down, and there are not so many big brothers with spare money to reward. Even if Mr. Huang takes the lead, it will not have much incentive."

"People like me have no choice but to return to my old profession. It's cheaper than you stinky men!" The technician lady seemed to be really emotional when she said it. She gritted her teeth and became very energetic in her hands. He said a lot: "Even if I spent hundreds of thousands before, I might not be able to meet this lady offline!"

"But now, now for that little money, I have to come back and wash your feet..."

The more she talked, the more excited she became, and she couldn't help but shed tears in large drops into her foot basin.

Fang Qian was happy: "What you said is a bit unfair... Besides, since you were a big anchor before and made a lot of money like drinking water, you should save some anyway!"

"You won't be reduced to washing people's feet now, right?"

"I see you, you are used to spending money lavishly!" Fang Qian, like every normal man in this world, has committed the bad habit of persuading people to be virtuous: "This time, life has been ups and downs, and blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. Who can Can you tell accurately?"

"If you can really think carefully about this change, reflect on it and change yourself, maybe the future will be very different!"

"You are still young now, and you still have a lot of time and opportunities. Work here for a few years, make some money, and get out as soon as possible. Maybe you can make a comeback in the future!"

When the technician girl heard what Fang Qian said, she secretly rolled her eyes, put away her sincere expression, and began to answer according to the routine: "Oh, you guys are just talking about being relaxed, how did you know that I am Sufferings and difficulties?”

"What pain do you have?" Fang Qian's inner joy continued to rise in the communication between people.

He deliberately did not look at people with cognitive eyes.

Otherwise, it would be boring if you could see through a person's top and bottom at a glance.

It is equivalent to everyone not wearing clothes in front of you, exposing the most filthy and disgusting things in their hearts to you, which will make people feel gloomy in a long way.

The technician girl said while pressing her feet: "Uncle, you don't know. At home, I have an old mother who is paralyzed in bed, a father who is always hungover and gambles when he wakes up, and a younger brother who is diagnosed with cancer. …This whole family has to rely on me to support them!”

"All my previous money was spent on this!"

"With so much money, my brother's life was finally extended a little longer, and my mother was given a seat in the VIP hospital bed. My father beat and scolded me, just to take some money from me to gamble... What kind of gold and silver can withstand such flowers?!"

Hearing what the technician said, Fang Qian couldn't help but feel pity, decisively chose to add an extra hour, and decided to come more often in the future.

He is doing this all to help these stubborn girls!

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