Chen Zhe returned to the club and had just changed into his work clothes when Xu Xiaomei came over to call him.
She whispered mysteriously in Chen Zhe's ear, "This client is very difficult to deal with. You have to be careful. When she came before, she would beat and scold the technicians at the drop of a hat. She has a very bad temper."
Chen Zhe smiled.
Is it really that exaggerated?
"Exaggerated? No, it's not an exaggeration. Xiao Hong and Qian Qian have both been slapped by her, and others have had similar experiences. Although she doesn't come often, every time she comes, a technician gets injured!"
Chen Zhe hesitated for a moment.
Did Sister Mei and Sister Hu say anything?
"What could they say? Providing perfect service to our customers is our motto. They just told Sisi and the others to be careful."
Chen Zhe nodded.
"I'll go take a look first."
"Yeah, be careful. You're our ace here, everyone's counting on you!"
"Haha, don't make it sound so serious, I'm under a lot of pressure."
"Good luck!"
"Um."
...
Room 07.
Standing at the door, Chen Zhe recalled Xu Xiaomei's instructions and felt a little uneasy.
Despite my anxiety, with so much money to be made each year, I still have to do what I'm supposed to do.
He knocked on the door, and the voice of a guest came from inside.
The voice was somewhat shrill, with a hint of seriousness in its sharpness.
Chen Zhe felt a little uneasy, but after pushing open the door, he began to introduce himself.
"Hello, I am technician number 09. It's a pleasure to serve you!"
Chen Zhe's voice was sunny and warm, and in theory, he was very polite. However, the woman in the room remained silent, scrutinizing Chen Zhe with a critical eye.
Two minutes later, she slowly spoke.
"Are you the top technician here?"
"I don't deserve such praise, my guests are too kind."
"Heh, a grown man like you working as a technician, you're really shameless!"
The woman's words were always sharp and sarcastic, making people feel very uncomfortable.
Especially her disdainful expression, which constantly conveyed a sense of superiority.
Fortunately, Chen Zhe was prepared.
He still had a smile on his face.
"No job is inherently noble or lowly; I'm just trying to make a living."
The woman emerged from the darkness.
She was around 40 years old, with shoulder-length medium-short hair. Her hair was in good condition and had a good amount of volume. She had a thick layer of powder on her face, heavy eyeliner, and her makeup was the kind of trendy "internet celebrity" makeup that's popular right now, especially her exaggerated under-eye bags.
The proportions of her face are somewhat unbalanced; her face looks like it's been filled with hyaluronic acid, and her nose looks like it's been surgically altered, being unreasonably high.
The lips are the kind that are artificially created to smile, but they look quite natural.
She was wearing a nude-colored base layer and gray yoga pants, which accentuated her S-curve in a very obvious and exaggerated way.
Chen Zhe could tell that she had undergone extensive plastic surgery. This incongruity was like the offline reality of an online celebrity; she might look good in photos, but in real life, she just gave off a strange feeling.
However, her original height wasn't bad either. She's estimated to be around 175 cm tall, which is her bare height, since she's currently wearing cotton slippers, which means she's standing barefoot on the ground.
She crossed her arms and continued to look at Chen Zhe with a cold, disdainful smile.
"Just trying to make a living? Do you think I'd give you that kind of food?"
"Does the customer want to change technicians? I'll go and ask the manager to arrange it for you."
Chen Zhe didn't want to serve this woman either. Although some of the previous customers were strange, none of them had the kind of condescending attitude that she showed towards people from head to toe.
"Heh, aren't you a top-notch technician? What, you can't even handle this little bit of anger?"
The woman continued to sneer.
"I thought you were something special. Before you came here, I had some expectations. As a man, to be able to survive on this floor and be number one in sales, you either have to be incredibly handsome or know how to charm women. Now it seems you can't do either of those things!"
The woman didn't suggest replacing him, but continued to hurl insults at Chen Zhe.
"The reason you're able to stay here is either because some lady has taken a liking to you and is keeping you as her mistress, and Hu Ling can't easily drive you away, am I right?"
"That's not true, sir. I'm just trying my best to serve my customers."
Just now, Chen Zhe suddenly had a feeling that this woman was deliberately provoking him. It was strange. Chen Zhe felt that she seemed to particularly like targeting people, especially people like him who were "poor and powerless".
[Wait a minute... why do we feel... she smells... like a prostitute?]
When Chen Zhe realized this, he was quite startled.
Because the guests who come here are all rich and powerful, they all exude an air of nobility, and they all have that faint sense of weariness after all their demands have been met.
But besides this sense of weariness, this woman also possessed a particularly perplexing quality.
Chen Zhe felt... she seemed like a prostitute.
This idea startled me, because how could it be possible?
Those who register as members here have all undergone some rigorous background checks.
For example, that e-commerce company before wouldn't even let them pay to get in.
If the woman in front of her really was a prostitute, would Hu Ling let her in?
Obviously not.
This would lower the status of other members.
But the kind of aura she exudes... really does resemble that of some of the girls on the first floor.
Well... how should I put it, it has a worldly, gritty feel to it.
His eyes also had a somewhat snobbish look.
However, Hu Ling's background check was not unfounded, and she could not possibly be a prostitute.
Confused, Chen Zhe decided to temporarily set aside his pride.
"Heh, serving customers wholeheartedly? Fine! I'd like to see how you're going to serve me!"
The woman turned over and lay down on the massage bed.
"Come here, let me see your technique!"
"Good guest!"
Chen Zhe carried the suitcase and walked over.
...
Ten minutes later, the woman let out a muffled groan, then immediately turned around and slapped Chen Zhe across the face.
The woman slapped him hard, and soon a bright red handprint appeared on Chen Zhe's face.
The woman adjusted her clothes.
He glanced sideways at Chen Zhe.
Do you know why I hit you?
Since entering the room, Chen Zhe had been giving himself a mental suggestion, telling himself that he was just a speck of dust, so he wouldn't give himself any dignity.
"The customer must have his reasons for hitting me."
The woman paused for a moment, then laughed.
"Yes, I like that answer. You can continue!"
The woman lay down again.
Chen Zhe placed his hands, covered in essential oil, on it again.
He is currently giving a customer an oil massage and back massage.
The woman was never idle throughout the process; her hands, adorned with sharp manicured nails, resembled skeletal fingers as she pinched the tender flesh of Chen Zhe's thighs.
Chen Zhe gritted his teeth and continued doing his work without saying a word.
The woman became increasingly aroused, pinching Chen Zhe's thighs until there wasn't a single good spot left, and time passed by second by second.
It's finally over.
Just as Chen Zhe was about to leave, the woman adjusted her clothes and said something.
"You do have something special, and your patience is impressive. No wonder you came in first place. I'll come again next time."
Chen Zhe smiled.
"As long as the customer is satisfied."
After leaving, Chen Zhe regained his self-respect, only to suddenly discover a burning pain in his thigh, making it difficult for him to walk.
Chen Zhe broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't help but lean against the wall.
Xu Xiaomei was passing by when she noticed Chen Zhe and quickly came over to help him.
"Chen Zhe, what's wrong?"
...
In the waiting area.
On a pristine white massage bed, Chen Zhe lay wearing only his underwear. His thighs were covered in nail marks and bruises, and several wounds were still bleeding.
It's easy to imagine how much force that woman used.
Many women stood in front of Chen Zhe.
Besides those who didn't go for their shifts, Mei Xiaoting and even Hu Ling came over.
Hu Ling frowned as she watched Xu Xiaomei apply medicine to Chen Zhe's wounds; the shocking sight of the wounds made her feel a pang of pity.
She spoke slowly.
"Was it done by the customer in room 07?"
Chen Zhe nodded.
"I'm sorry, Sister Hu, I've bothered you."
"Hmm, don't be embarrassed. This is a work injury. I'll give you a day off to rest and recuperate."
Then he turned his head away.
"Xiaoting, come with me for a moment."
"Okay, Sister Hu."
...
Mei Xiaoting's office.
Hu Ling sat in the main seat.
Holding a pen, he kept tapping it on the table.
Mei Xiaoting stood there and said, "Sister Hu, isn't the guest in room 07 going a bit too far?"
Hu Ling looked up at her.
"Were the other girls like this too?"
Mei Xiaoting thought for a moment.
“She has done this before; she often beats and scolds these girls. But this time she hit them particularly hard. I’m worried about what the girls will think if they see this.”
Do you think they will rebel?
"It cannot be ruled out, especially Chen Zhe who was injured this time. Chen Zhe has become their cash cow during this period. The tips he brings in are an important source of income for them."
Hu Ling thought about it for a moment.
“Your concerns are not unfounded. Okay, I’ll go talk to her. You need to reassure the people below so they don’t spread rumors.”
"Okay, Sister Hu."
...
Room 07.
Hu Ling sat down at the tea table with a smile. Opposite her was the woman who had just finished her bath.
The woman sat languidly, looking at Hu Ling with a strange smile on her face.
"Did you need something from me?"
Hu Ling poured her a cup of tea.
"Sister Ke, how about we call it quits?"
Ke Zhaoli picked up her teacup and took a sip.
What do you mean by that?
"Sister Ke, those are just kids. There's no need to get angry at them. What do you think?"
Ke Zhaoli smiled and then put down her cup.
"Hu Ling, you said it yourself, that I could do whatever I wanted with you. What? You're going back on your word?"
"Hehe, Sister Ke, I did say something like that back then. But you should also consider it a little. After all, these kids are still young. If you go too far, they might not be able to handle it."
"Tsk tsk, Hu Ling, I didn't expect you to be a boss who cares about your employees. That really surprises me."
"Hehe, when it comes to doing business, my first priority is definitely customer satisfaction, but the physical and mental health of employees also needs to be considered, don't you think, Sister Ke?"
"Heh, stop with the high-sounding words. In my eyes, you're just a bloodsucking capitalist, a brothel madam with no moral bottom line. Tell me, did that kid come to you to complain?"
When Hu Ling came to find her so quickly, Ke Zhaoli could only think of one possibility: that No. 09 had gone to complain.
Hu Ling wasn't angry at Ke Zhaoli's offensive remark, as if she was already used to Ke Zhaoli being this kind of person.
Hu Ling shook her head.
"No, Chen Zhe didn't complain about you. I just saw that he was injured."
"Heh, since you didn't complain, why did you come to see me so quickly?"
Hu Ling hesitated for a moment, then slowly said, "Sister Ke, let's terminate the contract. I'll refund your membership fee in full."
...
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