In a private room.
Chen Zhe and Wang De, their faces bruised and swollen from the beating, were forced to kneel down.
In front of them stood a beautiful woman around 35 years old, wearing sexy black stockings, her long, full legs crossed, a cigarette between her fingers.
He stared coldly at the two of them.
"Sister Hu, we really didn't mean to dine and dash. This is my brother's first time here. He just broke up with his girlfriend today, so he might be having a bad memory..."
"Oh!"
The woman sneered, looking at Chen Zhe; "So what if you're heartbroken? You think you can call a prostitute without paying?"
Chen Zhe's face hurt a little.
He had no money in his bank card, no money in his phone, and he had maxed out all the loan apps on his phone because he was buying designer brands for his girlfriend, Xu Weiwei.
He couldn't afford the four hostesses, each costing 800 yuan, totaling 3200 yuan.
Wang De was in a similar situation; he had almost no money left to support his children and pay his mortgage.
"You have five minutes to call and ask for your money back. If you don't get it, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Chen Zhe hesitated. If his family found out about this shameful thing, they would be heartbroken.
Wang De was at a loss. He was now in dire straits, his former boss reduced to a driver. He couldn't keep up with his driver friends, and he couldn't contact his old friends either.
Chen Zhe gritted his teeth; "I can work to pay off my debts!"
Hu Ling glanced at him; "Sorry, I don't need any more drinks here!"
"No! I just saw your private rooms on the second floor. They were hiring massage therapists. My family is in the medical field, and I know traditional Chinese medicine therapy."
Hu Ling raised an eyebrow, seemingly somewhat interested in the suggestion.
She also owns the massage parlor on the second floor, which caters specifically to high-end clientele. Skilled masseuses are hard to find these days, and she's somewhat worried about that.
High-end customers can't be retained by color, and besides, she runs a legitimate establishment, so she can't do such a thing.
Therefore, professionals are very attractive to her.
"Hehe, not bad observation skills. You still glanced at the job posting in that situation. Okay, come in with me for a moment. I'll give it a try. I want to see what this so-called traditional Chinese medicine therapy is all about."
Hu Ling stood up, then turned and walked into a room.
Chen Zhe stood up and was about to go in when Wang pulled him away.
"Brother, be careful. This Sister Hu is not someone to mess with. I heard she has connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles, and her background is incredibly powerful. If you really can't figure it out, we can think of another way. It's only 3200 yuan. I'll give them an IOU and add some interest, that should be enough!"
Wang De was a man of principle, and Chen Zhe was very touched by that. He felt a little guilty for having tricked Wang De earlier.
"It's okay, Brother Wang. My family does study this. I'll go in and give it a try. Maybe it'll work out?"
"Well... okay, but be careful!"
Amid Wang De's worries, Chen Zhe opened the door and went inside.
There were suites inside the room; we went straight in, and the motion-sensor lights came on.
Inside was a small room with a single bed in the middle.
Hu Ling sat up, her eyes scanning Chen Zhe.
Chen Zhe is fairly good-looking and has a decent height of over 1.8 meters. If his skills are good, we could definitely recruit him.
She lay face down on the bed, her round, pert buttocks displayed before Chen Zhe. She was wearing a bodycon skirt, which was very short, revealing a pair of beautiful legs covered in stockings, making her look exceptionally hot and sexy.
Chen Zhe swallowed hard, feeling a little nervous.
Hu Ling spoke calmly, "Let's begin. Let me say this first: I have very high standards. If I find out you're trying to fool me, you'll be in big trouble."
The cold voice calmed Chen Zhe down.
He nodded and walked over somewhat nervously.
After more than ten seconds, when she still hadn't seen Chen Zhe make a move, Hu Ling frowned, turned around, and found him staring intently at her body.
Her eyes turned cold; "If you look at me again, I'll gouge your eyes out. As a technician, giving someone that kind of look is a death sentence!!"
Chen Zhe hurriedly explained, "Sister Hu, you've misunderstood me. Your clothes are too tight, I can't move freely..."
Hu Ling's eyes showed some suspicion.
Chen Zhe continued to explain: "Massage is a process of relaxing the body. It requires the smooth flow of qi and blood. If you don't wear appropriate clothes, you won't achieve the best results."
Hu Ling accepted this explanation.
She made a phone call and asked a waiter to bring in a set of clothes.
Chen Zhe naturally retreated outside the door and waited until she changed her clothes before going in.
The loose-fitting clothes concealed Hu Ling's sexy figure.
She remained lying face down on the bed.
With his eyes closed, he said, "Is this okay?"
"Okay, it's ready!"
Chen Zhe walked over and gently placed his hands on her shoulders. Hu Ling's physical condition was really good. She didn't have much fat on her back, nor was she thin; she was just right. She felt very good to touch, and he could quickly find her acupoints.
"I've been feeling a bit tired lately. Could you try massaging me using your method first to see if it helps relieve the fatigue?"
"Oh, okay, Sister Hu."
Chen Zhe began to knead slowly but firmly.
His movements were very professional and standard, massaging each acupoint perfectly and with great precision.
Hu Ling's furrowed brows relaxed.
People who work in nightclubs, whether they are owners or employees, always feel tired.
Hu Ling was the same; she had been feeling tired lately. The massage therapists who had been giving her massages were all female, but they didn't know how to apply pressure properly, and some of them didn't even know how to massage properly.
The person who massages her is too old; even just sitting next to her gives off an old-fashioned vibe.
Unlike them, Chen Zhe's hands seemed to have a kind of magic; just a couple of presses and you felt refreshed all over.
Her tense body suddenly relaxed a lot.
An expert can tell the difference as soon as they start working on it.
It seems this kid was right; he does indeed know a thing or two.
"Sister Hu, is the pressure okay?"
Chen Zhe asked softly.
"Not bad. It seems you weren't lying to me. You do have some skill."
“My great-grandfather has been doing this for generations. My grandfather was a blind technician, and my father opened a traditional Chinese medicine physiotherapy clinic. I started learning from him when I was young. Later, he didn’t want me to work in this industry, so he sent me to university.”
Chen Zhe spoke of his own true experiences and did not fabricate anything.
"Okay, then could you massage my back again? I've been feeling some lower back strain lately."
"OK!"
Chen Zhe's hand slowly moved downwards, his hand like a portable heater, bringing warmth wherever it touched.
Hu Ling couldn't help but let out a comfortable "hum".
"Sister Hu, your back is indeed a bit stiff, and you seem to have a hormonal imbalance. Would you like me to help you regulate it?"
"Huh? You can do this too?"
Hu Ling was somewhat surprised.
Chen Zhe smiled and said, "Massage and medicine are inseparable. I learned a lot from my dad when I was young."
"Okay, can you press it for me?"
Hu Ling said casually.
"Okay, then Sister Hu, please bear with it for a little while."
"Hmm, it's okay, I'll take the strain."
Chen Zhe pressed on her hands and ankles, then on her stomach, aiming at an acupoint and pressing down.
Hu Ling suddenly felt a tingling sensation, followed by a slight swelling, then a feeling of comfort, but then she frowned.
As Chen Zhe increased the pressure of his massage, the discomfort became more and more intense.
She gripped the sheets tightly with both hands.
He asked in a deep voice, "You bastard, are you flirting with me?"
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