Jun Hao walked steadily toward the location Aojin had given him, and when he finally stood in front of the building, he had to admit he was impressed. The place was quite large and spacious, far bigger than he had imagined from their conversations before. From the outside, it looked clean, modern, and inviting, giving off an aura of professionalism and comfort.
As he stepped closer and looked inside through the glass entrance, he could see that the facilities were truly complete. There were sections clearly marked for reflexology, full-body massage, and spa treatnts. But what caught his attention most was the layout: everything was arranged in separate private rooms, not just divided by thin curtains or partitions. Each room was fully enclosed, designed with proper soundproofing that would ensure absolute privacy and silence inside. The decoration wasn’t overly luxurious or gaudy, but it was neat, spotlessly clean, and tasteful. It had an elegant, soothing atmosphere that made anyone feel relaxed just being there. Jun Hao nodded to himself, acknowledging that his friend Aojin really had a sharp business sense and excellent taste to run such a well-organized establishnt.
Just as he was about to push the door open and step inside, he saw Aojin already waiting right at the entrance, leaning casually against the fra with a wide, friendly grin on his face, clearly having spotted Jun Hao approaching from a distance.
"Hey! You finally made it!" Aojin greeted loudly, stepping forward to pat Jun Hao firmly on the shoulder, laughing heartily. "How have you been, man? It’s been ages since we last t!"
Jun Hao smiled back, shaking his friend’s hand warmly. "I’m good, just keeping busy with things at ho. You look like you’re doing really well for yourself, Aojin. This place... it’s impressive. You’ve built sothing really great here."
"Ah, you flatter ! Co on in, co on in!" Aojin said cheerfully, guiding him inside. "Let’s not stand around here. I’ve got my own private office at the back. Let’s talk properly there."
They walked through the corridors, passing by the various treatnt rooms, and Jun Hao noticed again how quiet and well-maintained everything was. Aojin led him to a door at the very end of the hallway, marked simply with his na, and opened it to let Jun Hao enter first.
Inside, the room was spacious and comfortable. There was a large executive desk with a high-backed leather chair behind it, clearly ant for the owner, but also a soft, plush sofa set arranged near the window for more relaxed conversations.
"Sit, sit. Make yourself comfortable," Aojin said, gesturing toward the sofa. He went to a small cabinet, took out two bottles of cold drink, brought them over, and sat down right next to Jun Hao. He popped the cap open and handed one over. "Here, drink this first. Now..."
Aojin took a sip of his own drink, then looked straight at Jun Hao with a curious expression, leaning back casually. "So... tell . What’s up? When you called earlier, I knew sothing was on your mind. What do you need? What kind of help are you looking for from ?"
Jun Hao took a slow drink, his expression calm and confident, a faint, knowing smirk playing on his lips.
"Nothing too complicated," Jun Hao replied in his usual deep, steady voice. "It’s just that... I have a lot of free ti on my hands right now. Too much ti, actually. I thought to myself, why not find sothing to do? Sothing to keep occupied, and at the sa ti... add a bit of extra inco for myself. That’s all."
He paused, then turned his head to look directly at Aojin, his smirk widening into a mischievous, lecherous grin that held a world of hidden aning.
"And also... honestly? I’m actually quite interested in this kind of work. You know well enough, right? You know exactly what attracts to this sort of environnt..."
Aojin stared at him for a second, and then suddenly burst out laughing, loud and hearty, clutching his stomach as if he had just heard the best joke ever.
"Hahaha! I knew it! I knew you were just like !" Aojin wheezed, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye, grinning back with that sa wicked, understanding look. "Damn, we really think alike, don’t we? Working here... trust , in this kind of environnt? You will absolutely never run out of interactions with beautiful, curvy won. The kind with soft bodies, big breasts, and smooth skin... they co here every single day, looking to be touched and pampered."
He nudged Jun Hao’s arm playfully, his eyes glinting with amusent. "I see that evil smile on your face, Jun Hao. You understand exactly what I an, don’t you? It’s not just about the money or the massage... it’s about the opportunities."
Jun Hao just nodded slowly, his smile never fading, confirming everything without saying a word. He leaned forward slightly, his tone becoming a bit more serious but still carrying that hidden lustful undertone.
"Exactly. So... here is the thing. If possible... I want to be taught properly first. Taught by a real expert, soone very experienced," Jun Hao said, his voice dropping a little lower, making sure his point was clear. "Especially... taught the techniques and the thods that specifically make won feel good... that make them excited, aroused, and lting under my hands. You know... how to find those sensitive spots, how to press just right to drive them crazy. Yeah... yeah... I know you understand exactly what I’m asking for."
Aojin nodded vigorously, a knowing look on his face. "Got it. Crystal clear. That’s easy."
"And there’s more," Jun Hao continued, outlining his conditions clearly and confidently. "Later on, if it’s allowed... and if you permit ... I want to have my own separate room. My own private space. Just for . No sharing."
"Done. Easy," Aojin replied instantly.
"And..." Jun Hao added, his request becoming more specific, his eyes locking onto Aojin’s. "I want all my clients to be single won. That is my preference. But... if there happens to be a woman who already has a partner, or is even married, but she insists on coming to specifically and doesn’t mind... well, I don’t mind either. That’s fine too. As long as she is okay with it. But priority goes to the single ones."
Jun Hao paused for a mont, looking at his friend, a slight edge of hesitation in his voice, though he knew he was in a position to ask. "Am I being too rude? Am I asking for too much with these conditions? Being this specific... is it too much trouble?"
Aojin waved his hand dismissively, laughing again, completely unbothered.
"Too much? Are you kidding ? Relax! Why do you sound so formal with ? We’re friends! Brothers even!" Aojin said casually. "Regarding all that you just ntioned? It’s nothing. It’s easy to arrange. Don’t worry about it at all."
He stood up quickly, pulling out his phone. "Wait just a second, okay? Let call soone over."
Aojin dialed a number and spoke briefly into the phone, giving an instruction to co to his office imdiately. He put the phone down and sat back, chatting casually with Jun Hao while they waited.
A few minutes later, there was a soft knock on the door.
"Co in!" Aojin called out loudly.
The door opened slowly, and a man walked in. He looked to be around fifty years old, his hair showing hints of grey, but his posture was straight and respectful. He had a kind, experienced face, and the air around him spoke of soone who had been working in this field for a very long ti.
"Ah! There you are! Co here, Uncle Wulong! Co closer," Aojin said warmly, gesturing for the older man to approach the sofa.
The man nad Wulong stepped forward respectfully, stopping in front of them and bowing his head slightly.
"Yes, Director. You called for ? What do you need from , Sir?" Wulong asked politely, his tone calm and professional.
"Listen carefully, Wulong," Aojin began, placing a hand on Jun Hao’s shoulder proudly. "This right here is my good friend, Jun Hao. From today onward, he is going to start working here with us as a therapist. Got it?"
Wulong nodded, glancing at Jun Hao with interest.
"Alright. And for him... I want you to prepare a separate private room. A special therapist room just for Jun Hao. He will work there," Aojin instructed firmly. Then he looked back at Jun Hao, grinning widely. "And rember this: Jun Hao... he is not bound by any of the standard rules or regulations that apply to the other staff. Understand? Special privileges only for him."
Jun Hao looked at Aojin, slightly surprised but pleased, raising an eyebrow. "Rules? What are you talking about? What are you saying to him?"
Aojin just smiled, patting Jun Hao’s arm affectionately. "Hey, you are my friend. I don’t see you as just an employee. Honestly... I feel grateful that you are willing to co here and join in my business. Think of yourself... more like my right-hand man. Soone I trust completely. So, rules don’t apply to you."
Jun Hao felt genuinely touched by his friend’s sincerity. He nodded, his expression softening with gratitude.
"Thank you, Aojin. Truly. If you see like that... then don’t worry. I will take good care of your place for you. I won’t let you down."
Uncle Wulong, standing there listening to every word carefully, imdiately understood the hierarchy. He realized this young man was not just a random recruit, but soone extrely close and important to the boss. His attitude shifted instantly; his respect deepened, and the way he looked at Jun Hao changed completely—now it was the sa look of deference and respect that he showed to Aojin himself.
"Now here is the plan, Wulong," Aojin continued, turning back to the senior staff. "I want you to be the one to teach Jun Hao everything about reflexology and massage. Teach him the proper techniques, the pressure points, everything he needs to know. Teach him until you feel satisfied that his skills are good enough, that he is capable and proficient. Once you think he is ready... then you can step back, and start assigning custors and patients directly to him."
He leaned forward, emphasizing the specific instructions regarding the clients, exactly as Jun Hao had requested.
"And regarding the custors that will be handled by Jun Hao... listen closely. I want all of them to be won. Understood? All female clients. If possible, prioritize single won. But... if there are those who are married or already have partners, but they insist on being treated by Jun Hao specifically and don’t mind... then it’s okay too. Just make sure everyone sent to his room is a woman. That is the only requirent."
Wulong nodded imdiately, his face serious and obedient. He understood exactly what was needed.
"Understood, Director. Leave everything to . I will handle it exactly as you wish. You don’t need to worry about a thing," Wulong replied confidently.
Then, Aojin’s expression shifted again. A wicked, conspiratorial grin spread across his face, matching the earlier expressions of the two friends. He lowered his voice, speaking so only Wulong could hear clearly, his eyes gleaming with mischief.
"And Wulong... make sure you also teach him... all those special little tricks and extra thods that you usually use on your clients. You know... the ones that aren’t written in the manuals. You know exactly what I an... right?"
Uncle Wulong’s face turned slightly red, and he could only smile shyly, looking down at his hands. He definitely knew. Everyone in the business knew. Aojin was clearly already fully aware of the secret transactions, the hidden interactions, and the extra services that often happened behind closed doors between therapists and their satisfied custors. As long as it didn’t damage the business or cause trouble publicly, Aojin turned a blind eye and let it happen freely.
"Y-yes... I understand perfectly, Director. I will teach him... everything I know," Wulong answered softly, smiling knowingly.
Jun Hao stood up imdiately, his energy rising. He looked at Aojin, eyes shining with excitent and anticipation.
"If that’s the case... can we start right now? I want to learn as fast as possible," Jun Hao said eagerly, shaking Aojin’s hand firmly again. "Thank you so much, Aojin. I really an it. I want to start learning everything from Uncle Wulong here imdiately."
"Yeah, yeah, go ahead! Go right ahead!" Aojin said cheerfully, waving his hand. "You know my number, right? If anything happens, or if you need anything at all, just call . I actually have an appointnt I need to get to right now, so I’ll leave you two to it."
The three of them walked out of the office together. Aojin waved them off and went his separate way, leaving Jun Hao with Wulong.
"Co with , young master Jun Hao," Wulong said respectfully, leading the way down the corridor. "Let show you to your private room."
They walked to a room located in a quiet corner of the building, far away from the noise, perfectly private. Wulong opened the door, and Jun Hao stepped inside. It was a beautiful, spacious room, clean, well-lit, and equipped with a large, comfortable massage table, soft lighting, and all the necessary supplies.
"This is your room. Only you will use it," Wulong said, walking over to a shelf filled with bottles and containers. He picked them up one by one and showed them to Jun Hao. "Now... let us begin. I will start by teaching you everything you need to know about reflexology, the correct movents, the right amount of pressure... and I will explain exactly what kind of oils, lotions, and creams we use, and which ones work best to make the skin soft, warm, and... very sensitive to touch."
Jun Hao listened closely, his mind sharp and focused, absorbing every detail, his natural understanding of anatomy already making everything seem easy and familiar to him. He looked at the experienced Uncle Wulong, ready to learn all the secrets of the trade, eager to master the art of touching won in the most pleasurable way possible.
[END OF Chapter 34]
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