It’s only when you reach middle age that you gradually realize, some people once missed, it will cost you to meet them again.
Yang Hao thought this was just a joke, but what he didn’t know was that it was Fat Peng’s true experience, even though the person he met wasn’t any shining moonlight, it was a high school classmate.
And now, the same thing was happening to Yang Hao.
So, be sure to cherish every person you meet, because you never know if you can afford to see them again next time.
“Surprised to see me here?”
Yu Jiujiu had already started washing Yang Hao’s feet. Having gone through life’s twists and turns, she quickly adjusted her mindset to dealing with this old classmate with a sense of normalcy.
“You can only say, where in life do we not meet!”
Yang Hao let out a sigh.
“Want to hear a story?” asked Yu Jiujiu.
“Sure.”
Truth be told, Yang Hao didn’t know what else to talk about with this old classmate. Might as well listen to her.
“Had a boyfriend in college, dated for about seven years, we were even at the point of talking marriage.”
“Then my mom suddenly got a cerebral thrombosis and became paralyzed in bed. He probably felt the future pressure was too great, so he broke it off.”
“Just like that, seven years of youth gone to the dogs.”
“You should know, I also have a deaf-mute brother. Three years ago, he was in a car accident, the drunk driver fled the scene. Although he was eventually caught, because of his drunk driving, the insurance company refused to compensate. The driver didn’t have much for medical expenses, and to treat my brother, we drained all our savings and even went into debt…”
While pressing Yang Hao’s feet, Yu Jiujiu spoke calmly, her emotions showing no fluctuations, as if she wasn’t talking about herself.
This story actually wasn’t fresh; it seemed like every therapist had a similar experience.
Parents severely ill and bedridden, a brother needing care.
This seemed to be the therapists’ universal script.
But most therapists just fabricate stories to gain the customers’ sympathy and encourage them to spend more.
However, Yang Hao knew that what Yu Jiujiu was saying was probably true.
She had no need to fabricate stories to deceive an old classmate, especially since both were from Yicheng, and all the classmates knew she had a deaf-mute brother.
“How about you, Mr. Yang?”
“I heard you married a beautiful wife. You must be quite satisfied with her, otherwise, you wouldn’t be on the second floor.”
In Yu Jiujiu’s view, any man that didn’t make it up to the third floor was already keeping themselves clean, after all, it’s not like those kinds of services weren’t available.
“Divorced.”
“Eh?”
Yu Jiujiu was a bit surprised, then teased with a smile, “Then why did you come to the second floor? Shouldn’t you be heading up to the third?”
“I’m the type who prefers driving a private car,” Yang Hao said with a smile.
“Looks like there’s someone new.”
This was Yu Jiujiu’s second year in the industry, having seen all sorts of men.
Those who didn’t solicit outside were either surrounded by women or were truly family-oriented men with a sense of responsibility.
Since Yang Hao was divorced, he probably belonged to the former category.
“Yeah, there are a few girlfriends,” Yang Hao stated candidly.
“Wow!”
“A few??”
Yu Jiujiu expressed her surprise, but inwardly, she silently added: Not a single man is good!
“There’s no point in lying to an old acquaintance,” Yang Hao said.
His approach was all about being honest. In fact, in this kind of environment, people are more likely to relax, willing to share or listen.
“It seems Mr. Yang does quite well in his business!” Yu Jiujiu remarked.
To be able to date several girlfriends at Yang Hao’s age, one must have adequate financial support. Otherwise, what were the women with him for, his age?
“Not bad, less than some, but more than others,” Yang Hao replied modestly. Compared to those tycoons, his wealth really wasn’t much.
“Mr. Yang is being modest.”
In fact, not only was it revealed that Yang Hao had several girlfriends, but the way Boss Huang Qing treated him spoke volumes as well.
Those doing small jobs like theirs weren’t the ones who choose the clients; besides those with appointments, the therapist’s turn is decided by a queue, whoever’s turn it is goes to work, dissatisfaction and switching aside.
But just now, Huang Qing had all the unoccupied therapists summoned for Yang Hao to choose from, showing how much she valued him.
The therapists were all discussing when they came, saying whoever was chosen would definitely get a big tip, seeing that such a client, specially regarded by the boss, surely wasn’t short on money.
The fact showed that Yang Hao really wasn’t short on money.
Of course, he booked so many sessions in one go, probably also to show support for his old classmate!
The royal foot bath at 388 includes full body massage along with the foot pressing.
When pressing legs, Yu Jiujiu would sit at the edge of the bed and drape Yang Hao’s leg over her own. The degree of contact is completely within the therapist’s control: she can place your leg on her own exposed thigh outside the cheongsam, creating skin-to-skin contact, or she can tuck her legs inside the cheongsam, placing a towel on top to avoid any skin contact.
Furthermore, many people’s thighs are quite sensitive. If the therapist intends to tease, they will surely target the area near the groin. If your resolve wavers even slightly, you’ll rise to the occasion.
At this time, the therapist with the “special” services option might ask: Brother, do you want to opt for a…?
Yu Jiujiu didn’t deliberately avoid physical contact with Yang Hao, nor did she intentionally flirt, just an orthodox massage.
“You’ve got quite the strength in your hands.”
Yu Jiujiu was very attentive with the massage, so Yang Hao said laughingly.
“For us who work on the minor services, it’s all about technique and skill, or else it’s hard to have repeat customers,” Yu Jiujiu explained.
Yang Hao nodded, jokingly said, “I guess it’s about the skill for the major services too!”
“Uh, that’s true…”
Yu Jiujiu was slightly startled, then concurred with a nod.
After all, a technician definitely needs to rely on their skills to make a living.
However, some rely on the skills of their hands; others on the “techniques” of their trade!!
You can’t speak of them in the same breath.
The two old classmates chatted on and off like this.
Their conversation drifted from their current lives to their high school days, and then to the high school classmates they both knew.
Yu Jiujiu had almost no contact with her high school classmates, as her job wasn’t something to boast about, not to mention her family circumstances.
Yang Hao also didn’t have much contact with his high school classmates, and what he knew was mostly from what he heard from Wei Facai.
Before they knew it, an hour had passed.
Since Yang Hao had added ten hours, Yu Jiujiu’s time tonight actually belonged entirely to him.
According to the establishment’s rules, if Yu Jiujiu wanted to finish her shift early under these circumstances, the customer would have to sign off on the bill, indicating their acceptance of the charges.
Actually, it was rare for a minor service technician to add hours, because those so-called additional hours usually involved some kind of unspoken agreement between both parties.
But since minor service technicians don’t offer those kinds of services, adding hours becomes meaningless.
Moreover, Red Romantic Foot Bath City offered major services; one could just go directly upstairs, no need to waste time on the second floor.
“Do you want another round?”
With the long night ahead, Yu Jiujiu didn’t know what else to do, so she asked again.
“No need, you take a break,” Yang Hao declined.
“I’ll check on my friend’s situation. If he’s leaving, you can go back to work; if not, we’ll see,” he continued.
Yang Hao gestured for Yu Jiujiu to do as she pleased.
This private room was a VIP one, and the massage bed was actually a one-and-a-half meter wide double bed, complete with a sofa and a private bathroom—spending the night was totally possible.
Hearing Yang Hao, Yu Jiujiu sat down on the sofa. She stretched languorously, her curvaceous figure quite pleasing to the eye.
In terms of appearance and figure, she and Wang Xueru were on par, her disadvantage being slightly older age, but her advantage was that she hadn’t had children and was likely tighter.
Yang Hao then sent a WeChat message to Huang Qing asking about Liu Zifeng’s situation.
The response he got was that the fellow had already fallen asleep, with two technicians still in his room.
It looked like he was planning to continue after waking up.
Impressive!
True to Feng’s style!
Yang Hao marveled inwardly, then putting down his phone, he said to Yu Jiujiu, “My friend has fallen asleep, and I’ll be staying here tonight too. If you want to rest, stay here; if you want to keep working and make money, you can go on, I’ll sign the bill for you.”
Yang Hao didn’t hold onto any notions of a past love, treating this as an unexpected reunion with an old friend and had no intention of disturbing her life.
“If Mr. Yang doesn’t mind, I’ll stay and chat with my old classmate,” offered Yu Jiujiu.
Yu Jiujiu had worked the night shift the day before and was quite tired today. Plus, she had made more money than usual, so she wanted to give herself a break.
“Alright.”
Yang Hao nodded, then sent another WeChat message to Huang Qing, informing her that he would be spending the night there too.
Huang Qing immediately sent someone with new bedding, took away the old ones, and also delivered some tea, fruit plates, and snacks.
She even left a box of Durex.
“Jiujiu, do take good care of Yang.”
Before leaving, Huang Qing added a reminder.
In her mind, full of questions, Huang Qing was somewhat puzzled by Yang Hao’s interest in Yu Jiujiu. She had seen Jiang Yuqi a few days earlier at the Hermès store; the woman appeared to be barely over twenty, with a figure and face that were one in a million. Logically, Yu Jiujiu couldn’t compare.
There was also the milf from the coffee shop, who was no less impressive than Yu Jiujiu, so Yang Hao’s choice was somewhat baffling to Huang Qing.
Additionally, Huang Qing had acquired the Foot Bath City through a trade, and she had specifically looked into the situation of the technicians.
Yu Jiujiu had worked there for over a year and, supposedly, had never spent the night in any customer’s room.
Today was an exception.
Well, it seemed like they were both reaching out to each other!!
Leaving the room, Huang Qing walked out with a smile shaking her head.
The title of a romance novel she had recently listened to came to mind: “Days of Living with a Foot Bath Therapist.”
The novel told the story of an ordinary worker falling in love with a foot bath therapist he lived with.
Since the man’s family was vehemently against him marrying a foot bath therapist, the story was quite tormenting.
But Huang Qing found it rather enjoyable.
However, the current situation obviously didn’t fit that title; it should rather be “The Overbearing CEO’s Pampered Little Foot Bath Wife” or “After the Session, the Domineering CEO Fell in Love with Me”!