Airborne sweet wife: Jiaojiao mermaid, she explodes in the entertainment industry

Chapter 181 Are You Satisfied?

Only Huo Sihan and Wen Cheng were left in the meeting room.

Wen Cheng was hesitating whether to go or not, when he heard Huo Sihan say: "I remember you have a distant elder brother who is a single father, how is the child now?"

Wen Cheng was puzzled by Huo Sihan's inexplicable question.

"That child, because he has only one father, is always ridiculed by his classmates. I heard that he has a psychological problem. He has to report to the psychiatrist every week."

"It's... miserable!"

"That's for sure. You also know that little kids don't know anything about farts, and they like to make noises when they have nothing to do. However, this matter seems to have nothing to do with you, Mr. Huo, right? Does this affect our company's performance?"

Huo Sihan waved his hands without saying a word.

Wen Cheng understood in seconds, got out immediately, and closed the door gently.

Huo Sihan closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows.

Really, do you want to give your child a complete home?

……

In the evening, the masseur came again, but with a different one, it was not the girl from last time.

"Where's the little girl from last time?"

The person who came was an elder sister in her 40s, wearing a uniform, with her hands folded in front of her body, her demeanor was obviously better.

"Ms. Bei, hello, I am the person in charge of the massage parlor, and I will serve you personally in the next period of time!"

"Are you the owner of the massage parlor?"

"Yes, you can tell me what you need."

Shocked, the owner of a large-scale massage parlor came to serve her in person!
"Then, how much do you pay once?"

"Don't worry, we still calculate the remuneration according to the original payment by Mr. Shen."

"So that girl is not available?"

"Yes, the business is too busy recently and there is not enough manpower, so I stepped in. Please understand."

It turned out to be the case, Belle dispelled her doubts, took out her own ointment and handed it to her: "Let's start, I've been much better in the past two days."

The owner of the massage parlor took the ointment and frowned: "Miss Bei, this ointment is not suitable for you."

"What doesn't fit, this works best, and I've been using this for the past few days."

"You mean you didn't use the ointment we brought over a few days ago?"

"Yeah, what's the matter? Why don't I use this better effect?"

"Wait a minute, I'll go out and make a call."

The owner of the massage parlor went out holding his mobile phone, and he didn't know who to call. He looked submissive, and the other party was talking almost the whole time.

The owner of the massage parlor kept nodding his head across the phone, as if he was talking to the other side, and wiped his forehead nervously at the end.

Belle finds it strange, it's just rubbing some ointment, why are you so nervous?
After finishing the phone call, the boss walked in and said to Bei'er with a serious face: "Miss Bei, may I start?"

"Ok, Ok."

Belle lay down.

Aunt Zhang took the three children to take a bath.

It was very quiet in the lounge.

Belle lay with her eyes closed, waited for a minute, then applied the cold ointment to her body and rubbed it away.

When she smelled it, it wasn't right.

"This is not my ointment."

"Miss Bei, in fact, the anti-stasis ointment is not the main thing, the main thing is the massage technique. A good masseuse can push away the blood stasis for you even without ointment. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

"Really?" Belle was dubious.

"Really, I opened the shop with this skill back then."

Belle closed her eyes, and the owner of the massage parlor pinched down heavily, following the texture of the acupuncture points, not to mention, it was really comfortable.

"Miss Bei, is it okay?"

"can."

Belle finds it very strange that this masseur will pull back violently every time he reaches the waist and abdomen, as if he is afraid of pressing on her stomach.

It's strange, she didn't ask, because the congestion was mainly on the upper back.

After an hour, the massage is over.

Belle saw the owner of the massage parlor wiping off his sweat secretly, feeling tired and nervous.

"Miss Bei, are you satisfied?"

"Fine thanks."

"You're welcome, you're welcome, your satisfaction is my greatest honor, since I have nothing to do, I'll go first."

The owner of the massage parlor packed her suitcase and was about to leave. Belle stopped her, and then took out a red envelope and gave it to her alone: ​​"Thank you for the past few days, but I'm almost fine, so I don't need you to come later."

"Uh, no way, your bruise will take at least four days to completely heal."

"It's okay, as long as it doesn't affect the action, thank you for your hard work."

"But……"

"No but, I really don't need a massage, thank you."

Belle smiled and sent the bewildered boss out of the house very politely.

The owner of the massage parlor pinched the red envelope, which was quite thick, and felt that the money was very hot to hold.

She sat in her small car, tangled up and down, and hung up the phone to the big boss honestly: "Mr. Huo, Miss Bei won't let us come, what should I do?"

"Yes, yes, that's really embarrassing, sorry, okay, okay, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, the owner of the massage parlor heaved a sigh of relief as if he had narrowly escaped death.

After wiping off the cold sweat, he stepped on the accelerator and ran away.

……

In the apartment, Huo Sihan faced the room coldly by himself.

I got off work early today.

The apartment I live in now is relatively close to the company, so I ordered a takeaway casually, and as soon as I sat down, my friend's phone rang, ringing like a ghost.

Huo Sihan was in a good mood, pressed the speakerphone, and took off his clothes while listening.

"Say."

"Brother Han, come out to play." The booming music in the bar came from the phone.

"You have to come tonight. The girl that those bitches got from somewhere, the fresh dead of Shui Ling, if it's not a good thing, I will never call you."

"Don't go!"

"Come on, Jing Shen is here too. I heard him say that this girl is like the lead actress in his new drama. You invested in that drama. If it's not interesting, you wouldn't rush to spend money on it, would you?" Come and see."

"Don't go!"

"Don't refuse in a hurry, take a look first, have you seen the photo I sent you?"

A photo was sent by WeChat on the opposite side.

Huo Sihan casually nodded, his brows gradually furrowed.

The girl in the photo is indeed very similar to Belle, if you don't identify it carefully, you can even mistake the real one.

It's just that this fake photo is dressed in cool clothes, and a pair of eyes can feel electricity being generated through the cold screen.

Those hands rested on Mo Jingshen's legs dishonestly, the intention was self-evident.

Huo Sihan felt very uncomfortable, this kind of discomfort even made him unable to eat the takeaway.

"Brother Han, how are you doing?"

"not so good!"

Huo Sihan hung up the phone, and in front of him was a takeaway from a Michelin-starred restaurant. The dishes were exquisite and delicious. He took a bite with his chopsticks and stopped eating.

The projection in the living room was turned on, and he chose a movie at random, which was the love story of two lunatics in "Two Little Wu Guess".

Huo Sihan looked at it twice, couldn't stand it anymore, walked to the side, picked up a financial magazine to read, flipped through it and fell asleep.

Three hours later, he was woken up by a phone call.

"Hello, Mr. Huo, are you a friend of this mobile phone?"

"I'm not!"

"It's like this. We are XX bar. This gentleman is drunk and a little unconscious. Please come over here." The staff on the opposite side deliberately ignored his words, and then hung up the phone with a snap.

(End of this chapter)