The SPA center in Building 9 was originally located on the basent level, the sa level Zhou Wang visited last ti.
Of course, for privileged clients like Zhou Wang, the location of the spa center doesn’t matter. As it happens, due to Zhou Wang’s needs, the entire operation of the spa center has temporarily co to a halt. All available part-ti massage therapists have been gathered here by the departnt manager, Zhu Fengchun.
At Zhou Wang’s command, Zhu Fengchun quickly stepped aside, directing the line of massage therapists with varied physiques to enter the room.
"Everyone, step forward a bit. The full-ti therapists should line up based on their seniority from left to right, to my left hand side. The part-tirs should co to my right hand side. Be conscious of where you place your hands..."
As Zhu Fengchun called out, the girls entering the room quickly split into two groups, though there was a bit of confusion.
It stemd from the back of the line, where a part-ti therapist seed unsure of where to go, causing a small disturbance. But soon, the girls were firmly divided into two sides.
With both sides combined, there were more than twenty people, yet the living room of suite 606 was spacious enough to accommodate this quite grand "selection scene."
Once the girls were in position, under Zhu Fengchun’s direction, they all bent forward and greeted, "Good afternoon, Mr. Zhou!"
Half a year ago, Zhou might have felt a bit shy about such a scene, but now he showed no reaction at all.
At this mont, Zhu Fengchun quickly approached Zhou Wang, bent down and said, "Mr. Zhou, please take a look and see if there’s any therapist you fancy... Generally speaking, those with longer seniority have more skilled techniques, while the part-tirs might be less experienced but often have better looks. Additionally, cough, Mr. Zhou, you might want to pay attention to where they place their hands."
"Is there a significance?"
Zhou Wang paused.
"Those with their hands behind their back offer a more limited range of massage techniques. If their hands naturally hang or are placed in front, it ans they can offer a more comprehensive service."
Zhu Fengchun whispered, with an implied "you know what I an" look in his eyes.
Oh, it’s just like the playstyle at Club K, right?
Zhou Wang understood and couldn’t help but smile. Honestly, it was quite convenient. If Zhou Wang wanted to enjoy a simple massage, he picked from the far left. If he wanted sothing more playful, he searched for those not putting their hands behind their backs... Anyway, all needs could be satisfied.
"Can I choose two?"
Zhou Wang asked directly.
"Of course... as many as you want,"
Zhu Fengchun replied with a smile, "They have undergone specialized training and have combined massage techniques that can et all of Mr. Zhou’s relaxation needs... However, Mr. Zhou, when choosing, try to select those with the sa hand positions. It might be more convenient that way."
Upon hearing Zhu Fengchun’s subtle reminder, Zhou Wang nodded, indicating his understanding. Then he put down his phone, stood up from the lounge chair, and approached the two lines of girls.
The group of steady-standing girls had small commotion, not stemming from shyness, but from excitent.
The legend of "Xiao President Zhou" had long taken root in these girls’ hearts. Upon close contact, they realized this Mr. Zhou was even younger and more handso than they’d imagined, coupled with rumors of his generosity...
Serving this Mr. Zhou wasn’t a job, it practically felt like a perk.
For a mont, all the girls standing in the front row couldn’t help but straighten up, gazing at Zhou Wang with expectant and inviting eyes, hoping to catch his attention.
What amused Zhu Fengchun standing at the back was that he saw several girls who initially had their hands behind their backs discreetly lowering them.
Among them, there were two or three he rembered as truly well-raised individuals who previously refused inappropriate requests from so clients, leading to so disputes, which left a deep impression on him.
... So, is your principle sothing that can change at any ti?
But staying in such a place, Zhu Fengchun had witnessed far too much of the power of money and authority, so there was no surprise.
At this point, Zhou Wang seed to have made up his mind. He pointed at a sweet girl with a pleasing smile and petite figure standing in front of him, "You."
"Thank... thank you, Mr. Zhou!"
The sweet girl was initially stunned, seemingly unable to believe such good fortune had co to her. After all, the sisters around her were all at least above average in terms of beauty, and she, due to her height, had so disadvantage...
Of course, so n might prefer this "youthful aesthetic" style.
Once she realized it, the sweet girl hurriedly bowed repeatedly to Zhou Wang in excitent, while the surrounding girls could not conceal the disappointnt on their faces, looking at her with eyes filled with envy.
"Let choose one more."
At this mont, Zhou Wang softly smiled and said another sentence.
Choosing another one?
Upon hearing Zhou Wang’s words, the girls perked up again, quickly raising their heads, hoping for Zhou Wang’s gaze to fall on them.
But this ti, Zhou Wang directly bypassed them and moved to the part-ti girls’ group.
As he glanced over, just as Zhu Fengchun ntioned, these girls who didn’t often work at the club indeed had better looks and figures. Quite a few caught Zhou Wang’s eye, exuding an elent of astonishnt, certainly falling into the top-tier beauty category of Magic City with scores of seven or eight.
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