I'm worried that Rongyan will get tired.
Fu Jingsheng told her not to move and to take charge of the whole process himself.
He made circles on Rong Yan's lower abdomen with his fingertips.
Soon, Rong Yan made a shy sound, and while the woman was engrossed in the moment, Fu Jingsheng extended his finger.
Rong Yan tensed her toes, and her voice involuntarily grew louder.
Feeling the woman's body tremble slightly, Fu Jingsheng gained confidence. It was the first time he had used this method, and he hadn't expected her to like it.
Fingertips curled up in the darkness.
Without the pain she felt before, Rong Yan felt even more relaxed.
After a while, Fu Jingsheng's arms got sore, so he took a short break.
He reverted to his old ways.
Rong Yan instinctively begged for mercy: "Fu Jingsheng, let me get used to it first."
She can handle even a single finger perfectly, no wonder she always cries out in pain when it comes to real work.
Fu Jingsheng controlled the intensity, taking it slowly.
For some reason, Rong Yan felt a strong urge tonight. She grabbed Fu Jingsheng's arm and tried to get them as close together as possible.
The next day, Rong Yan came downstairs supporting her back.
My legs are sore, so why does my back hurt?
Fu Jingsheng followed behind, a half-smile on his face.
If this continued, the servants would definitely misunderstand. He strode forward and naturally put his arm around the woman's waist: "I'll support you."
Rong Yan lowered her arms: "I need to get a massage, my old back."
She invited Shen Xingzhi and Xiao Baihe, and the three of them went to the club together.
Lin Wei happened to be there.
The two had met once, and Rong Yan specifically requested that she give her a massage.
"Weiwei, my back hurts, do you want to get cupping done?" Rong Yan didn't hide her feelings.
Shen Xingzhi laughed: "How does it hurt?"
Little Lily then asked, "I hurt myself while hiking yesterday, it's all my fault."
"It's none of your business." Rong Yan quickly said when she saw Xiao Baihe blaming herself. Why does this little girl always take everything on herself?
"Rong Yan, you two aren't still making a fuss about Fu Jingsheng every night, are you?" Shen Xingzhi asked bluntly.
Several technicians nearby lowered their heads and chuckled.
Rong Yan glared at her best friend: "What are you saying?"
"Does it hurt here?" Lin Wei asked, tapping her knuckles.
"Ah! Right here, be gentle." Rong Yan frowned.
"It's caused by the squeezing of two forces. For example, there's a force pushing you upwards from below. To prevent yourself from moving, you'll use all your upper body strength to stabilize yourself. At this time, your waist will be squeezed from both above and below, so it hurts. I'll massage it for a while, and it will feel better." Lin Wei, who has been through this before, said.
Sayuri laughed too, implying that the impact was too severe.
"To sum it up in such a complicated way, it boils down to excessive indulgence," Shen Xingzhi concluded.
"Shut up, or I'll say we're breaking up," Rong Yan threatened.
Several women in the private room were joking with each other.
Around noon, the group left the spa after completing their full-body spa treatment.
Lin Wei was having dinner with his apprentice.
When Song Meimei talked to her mentor about Rong Yan and the others, the girl looked on with envy, praising Rong Yan and Fu Jingsheng's relationship to the skies.
The more this happened, the more Lin Wei wanted revenge. Why did Fu Jingsheng get both money and love, while she got nothing?
Lin Wei nodded perfunctorily.
After Rong Yan and the others came out, they found a place to eat.
Just a few minutes after sitting down, Fu Jingsheng called. The man had made an appointment for acupuncture to treat Rong Yan's back. The acupuncturist was extremely skilled, and he said he had paid several times the price to get an appointment.
I'll take Rongyan there in the afternoon.
The woman choked on her soup, saying, "My back is perfectly fine, I don't want to get it stuck in my throat."
"Did they invite you to their home? To do moxibustion there tonight?"
"Please leave my back alone, Mr. Fu. Please don't prick it. I just had it massaged, and it's fine now. If you want to prick it, you can do it yourself. Time to eat, bye." Rong Yan hung up the phone directly.
Even if Fu Jingsheng has recently become obsessed with traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture, he shouldn't use acupuncture for every problem.
Shen Xingzhi teased, mimicking Rong Yan's tone, "Please spare my waist, Mr. Fu."
Rong Yan rested her chin on her hand and complained about Fu Jingsheng lately. He wasn't sick at all, he was just too tired, which caused him to be in poor spirits and have muscle aches. He kept thinking about seeing a doctor and taking medicine.
"No, I have to call him. I don't want him to actually go home. If I don't give him the injection, he'll let someone else inject him." Rong Yan was worried.
The call was returned.
"Fu Jingsheng," Rong Yan whispered to him, "you shouldn't get it done either. I think reducing the frequency of treatments is more effective than any other method, don't you think?"
"Sex is essential," the man said, enunciating each word clearly.
"Goodbye." Rong Yan hung up the phone.
If he doesn't want to listen, then he doesn't have to.
The woman returned to the private room with her cheeks puffed out: "I really have to give myself a stab."
Shen Xingzhi spoke up for Fu Jingsheng: "Rongyan, we are both medical students, and we know that acupuncture has its benefits. It's better than taking medicine, right? You can try acupuncture too. I believe in it."
"It might be more effective than massage. Or I could ask Fu Jingsheng to help me cut in line. I made an appointment before, but I gave up on waiting six months."
After thinking it over carefully, Rong Yan realized that her best friend's words made sense. She sent a message to Fu Jingsheng, saying that she wanted to bring Shen Xingzhi along.
The Fu Building is brightly lit at night.
After the live broadcast resumed, the company had employees around the clock, and the warehouse shipped out goods every day. In order to ship out goods as soon as possible, the warehouse began packing after each live broadcast.
It will be even more difficult for Lin Wei to make a move now, unless she becomes an employee of the Fu Group.
With her qualifications, she could be a live streamer, but live streamers have to show their faces in public, and she'll definitely be recognized by her clients.
She can only try working behind the scenes.
Lin Wei made an appointment with Guo An that evening.
Guo An was startled when he heard that the woman wanted to join the company.
Fu's assessment is very strict. He is not trying to discourage Lin Wei. Lin Wei works in sales, but Gu's Group has no shortage of sales personnel. Other positions require work experience.
Lin Wei asked the warehouse manager.
Guo An stated directly that the requirements for warehouse staff are higher, and they will only be selected from within the company; it is impossible to hire a new person.
Men have their own selfish motives. He didn't want Lin Wei to work in the same company as him. Even though Fu Jingsheng had lifted the rule prohibiting employees from dating, he was still a security guard. If Lin Wei really had the ability to become a manager, the disparity between the two would be even greater.
He was afraid that Lin Wei wouldn't like him.
I'm even more afraid of what my colleagues will say.
Guo An advised Lin Wei not to overthink it, as the Fu family even had strict requirements for cleaning staff, and had rarely hired anyone in the past two years.
"Okay, I'll listen to you, I won't try it." Lin Wei said, but she was very unwilling.
Guo An cupped the woman's face in his hands: "Weiwei, there's a rumor that one of us will be promoted to supervisor next month. They all say I have the best chance, and my salary will also increase. I know you don't care about the money, but I'm willing to give it to you. It's okay if you don't work."
Lin Wei looked down on Guo An's salary of a few thousand yuan, but he had this intention. The woman pretended to be touched: "Yes, you still care about me. The pressure of being a salesperson is too great."
"Sweetie, who else would I pamper if not you? You don't necessarily have to work for a big company to get in. I'll take you in after my shift, just like last time." Guo An twirled his fingers through the woman's hair.
"I've been thinking about it, the feeling at the stairwell last time was so nice."
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