Wang De has lived in Donghai for more than 20 years.
After driving a taxi for several more years, he knew exactly where the taxi stands were, down the streets and alleys.
He quickly chose a place.
A sublet massage parlor for the blind.
"Brother, you're not going to make me wear glasses and pretend to be blind, are you?"
"Hehe, brother, what are you joking about? If we're going to open a clinic, let's open an authentic traditional Chinese medicine physiotherapy center!"
"No, I don't have a license."
Opening a traditional Chinese medicine physiotherapy clinic requires the corresponding licenses and permits. Chen Zhe inherited the practice and later went to university, so he never obtained the necessary licenses and permits.
"No problem. Do you think I've been doing all this for nothing in Donghai for over 20 years? I can help you get a license. You don't need to think about anything else. Just focus on how to serve your clients. Is that alright?"
"That's no problem. I started helping out at home when I was in middle school, so I'm very good at these things."
"I'm relieved to hear that. We'll renovate this place later and then pick a good day to open for business, okay?"
"Okay! I'll make a call to resign later."
"Okay!"
"By the way, bro, where are we staying?"
They've sold their house, and now they have nowhere to live.
"I'll tidy up the second floor later. People can live there, it's not a big problem. There are only three of us, so you can take over after we open. We'll hire more people later when things get better."
"Okay, whatever you say!"
Wang De had business experience and was more than ten years older than him, so Chen Zhe chose to trust him.
It's better to leave professional tasks to professionals.
...
After making the phone call to resign, Chen Zhe felt like he was dreaming.
Two days ago, he was still working as a corporate slave in the office, but now he has transformed into a partner in a traditional Chinese medicine physiotherapy center.
Sometimes you can't help but marvel at how wondrous fate is; my dad never wanted me to go down this path.
They felt he couldn't make money this way, so they forced him to go to university.
Now, after going around in circles, he's back on this path again.
People say that everything we do is predetermined.
He didn't believe it before, but now he really feels it.
While Wang De was contacting someone to do renovations, Chen Zhe received a message from his girlfriend, Xu Weiwei.
I was feeling so bad yesterday that I forgot to delete it.
Are you free today? Want to come over?
Chen Zhe initially wanted to delete her, but he still replied: "[Didn't you say you were on your period?]"
[...Do you think about that kind of thing all night? I've told you so many times, I don't like doing that kind of thing, it hurts me a lot, why can't you understand me? Am I on my period? Do you have to come over and do that kind of thing? Can't you just stay with me?]
Chen Zhe's emotions fluctuated greatly upon seeing this message.
What? She's on her period? Didn't she go to a hotel with another man last night? She said she hated that kind of thing, but wasn't she laughing happily?
Without even thinking, I knew there must be a reason why she called me over. Sure enough, a minute later, Xu Weiwei sent me another picture.
That's the latest tablet.
The price is over 6350.
[What do you think of this tablet? I need it for work and really want to buy one. I looked at some used ones before, but people said they weren't good, so I still think buying a new one is better.]
Chen Zhe sneered, "Just as I thought."
He was just about to block and delete this woman.
At this moment, Wang De called out to him, "A Zhe, come over and take a look at how this place should be designed?"
"Okay? I'm coming!"
Chen Zhe put down his phone and walked over.
He was busy working nearby and didn't notice his phone was constantly vibrating.
Two hours later, when I picked up my phone, I found that Xu Weiwei had sent many messages.
Why aren't you replying to me?
[What's your opinion on this tablet? Say something!]
[My classmate uses this one, and she says it's pretty good. The price isn't actually that high; you get what you pay for.]
Are you still there?
[What exactly did you go about? Why didn't you answer when I asked you a question?]
[Chen Zhe, what kind of attitude is this? I'm not forcing you to buy it; I'm just asking for your opinion on this tablet.]
[Incoming call not answered]
[Incoming call not answered]
...
Seven or eight messages, five or six phone calls.
The more Chen Zhe looked at her, the colder his heart became. This woman, after cheating on him, was still able to ask him for money with a clear conscience.
Is it asking for my opinion?
But isn't it obvious? They're just asking him for money.
I used to love her and was willing to give her money.
But what happened last night made him realize that he couldn't tolerate spending money to suffer, to be angry, or to be betrayed so heartlessly.
I cleanly and efficiently blacklisted her, and after doing all that, I felt a little empty inside.
But he doesn't regret it.
He vowed to make something of himself; he wasn't trying to prove how great he was, but simply didn't want to go through that kind of awful thing again.
People with money have status and a voice.
They also have the right to choose their partner; if the other person makes them unhappy, they can immediately block or delete them, and immediately give them the cold shoulder, without considering the other person's feelings.
Whether it's Xu Weiwei or the hostess from last night, Chen Zhe will not allow any woman to look at him that way again.
Those who spend money and then suffer in silence are despicable.
Chen Zhe didn't want to be a despicable person.
He wanted to be a man, a man with backbone.
...
The renovation lasted for two weeks, and finally it was time for the official opening.
Although Wang De wasn't doing very well, he still had a network of connections. While he couldn't borrow money from these connections, he could still maintain normal interactions with them.
He invited many taxi drivers to come and support him.
They all had some occupational diseases when they first started driving taxis.
Sitting for an entire day often leads to lower back strain.
So they were regulars at the massage parlor. Wang De used to go there often too, but those masseuses had no skills whatsoever, not even a decent service attitude.
The massage industry is becoming increasingly perfunctory these days.
The store's sign reads: [Chen's Traditional Chinese Medicine Therapy Center].
It was taken from Chen Zhe's surname.
To appear more sophisticated, Wang De fabricated a long story based on Chen Zhe's account.
Then, a few portraits were added, painted with a brush, to make them appear even more ancient.
What Chen Zhe knew was that his great-grandfather's generation had already started doing massage therapy.
Wang De simply waved his hand and set the timeframe at 400 years.
"This makes us seem much more impressive. You don't need to worry about it; they won't pursue it. There are tons of people bragging on TV and online these days, claiming to have 1,000 years of heritage. We have the strength, and we're already much more low-key than them."
Chen Zhe smiled, which was taken as tacit agreement.
None of the names of his ancestors matched up, and he didn't want to use his real name, otherwise, if he didn't do well, it would feel like he was ruining the family's reputation.
They offered a 50% discount when they opened.
These drivers aren't rich either; the original price was 168.
After the 50% discount, it's 84 yuan.
Chen Zhe knows and is proficient in massage, acupuncture, and other treatments.
This skill was learned from a young age, so it's not easy to forget it.
Those drivers initially came with the intention of showing support.
But after the treatment, I was pleasantly surprised.
The problem that had troubled them for a long time has been greatly improved.
[Old Wang, this master craftsman is really good! You weren't lying to me!]
"Of course! We're like family, why would I lie to you?"
[I must say, this technician, though young, is incredibly skilled. Look at how fast he inserts the needles; even I, a complete novice, can tell he's very steady.]
"That's for sure!"
[Old Wang, enough said, just give me a card. You know how this is, it's an old problem. The technician just said I can't solve it right now, I'll have to come back a few more times. You have to give me a discount!]
[I want one too! Get me a card too!]
[Old Wang, count me in too!]
...
I bought more than a dozen membership cards.
These are all six-month cards, totaling 20 visits. If you sign up now, you'll get five more visits for free.
A six-month card costs 3700 yuan.
25 times, which means each time is 148.
It was 20 yuan cheaper than the actual price per session.
A total of 15 people were accepted.
Today's total income has reached over 50,000.
The business was quite successful on the first day of opening. Since it was a technical job, the expenses were not high, and apart from the water and electricity costs, everything else could be reused.
The two of them were exhausted.
Wang De spent the whole day serving tea and water, and Chen Zhe didn't stop either; his hand holding the cup was now trembling slightly.
Looking at the turnover in the account.
He patted his daughter's head as she ate.
Wang De sighed, "Today was not bad, but our unit price might have been set a bit low."
Wang Zhe felt that it was already quite high.
His dad only charges 50 yuan for each job he does.
He now earns twice as much as his father, which means he has already surpassed him.
But it is indeed very tiring.
He hasn't stopped all day.
After all, he was the only technician, and there was no one to replace him.
"Brother, you've worked hard. Let's discuss it again tomorrow. You look too tired right now; this can't go on."
"Okay, bro, I'll do whatever you say!"
It's already 8:00 PM.
Just as the two were about to close the door.
A Mercedes was parked outside, and a woman got out of it.
The woman looked to be in her forties, adorned with gold and silver jewelry; she was clearly wealthy.
"Why is it closed? Aren't you doing business today?"
...
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