Dark Light Chaser

Dark Light Chaser Chapter 150

2022-03-09

Chapter 150 Men and Women

After negotiating the requirements, the salesman led the messenger to a 50-square-meter sexy room.

The room is full of unknown devices.

When Xiaobai came in, he would definitely ask: 'Why is there a boom on the bed? What are those red ribbons for? Why is this chair so weird? '

Aside from the equipment, the decoration of the room is quite beautiful. If it is simply used as a hotel room, 500 per night is not too much.

After entering the door, the salesman picked up the remote control and closed the curtains: "The technician is preparing, let me introduce you first."

He walked to the closet and pointed to the COS clothes and said: " The clothes here will be sterilized every day. The stockings are crystal silk, black and white, and high-waisted fishnets in various styles.

It doesn't matter if they are torn, just throw them in the trash after they are used up. , we will replenish new products.

The props, bed sheets and pillows in the room are changed every day, if you are worried, you can check on the spot with a UV pen.”

The sales did not introduce the room The use of indoor facilities, but focuses on hygiene issues.

He had been looking at the messenger for some time.

According to his observations, the messenger's hair was meticulously groomed, and there were not even a single fold on his clothes.

In dealing with this kind of person, rather than wasting your time talking about a lot of equipment usage, it may be more satisfying to focus on the hygiene situation.

The selfish calculations of the sale were crackling, his observation was fine, but the courier wasn't here to enjoy the service at all, and he was completely indifferent to the presentations.

But the messenger saw through the salesman's intention to develop him into a regular customer.

So he pushed the boat and asked: "Do you have a membership reservation system here? If the service is good, I would like to apply for membership."

This is what sales wait for. Golden light in his eyes: "No problem! The annual membership fee is 15,980, and you can enjoy a 20% discount. You can make an appointment for a technician one day in advance for each service. Whether you come on the second day or not, the technician will always be waiting, and... "

The messenger raised his hand to interrupt the sales promotion: "Stop, I don't want to hear you say this, where is your boss?"

The salesman was overwhelmed by the meat that was about to come to his mouth , without saying a word, and handed it over: "We are just a branch. Boss only comes to inspect occasionally. He is usually at the Jiuhuacheng main store, and I can make the decision here."

The messenger nodded in different expression, just when the salesman was about to persuade further, the technician came.

This salesman's mouth is broken, but the basic emotional intelligence is still there.

People come here to enjoy the service, the technicians are here, and you are a big man standing on the side chirp chirp twitter twitter The sales are non-stop, this is fail to appreciate somebody's kindness.

Everyone will be upset if they do it, so selling is equivalent to reverse scoring.

So the moment the technician entered the room, the salesman shut his mouth and left the room after leaving a message of wishing you a good time.

Before leaving, he closed the door very thoughtfully, and the room suddenly fell into silence.

Leaving only the messenger and the technician big eyes staring at small eyes.

The messenger said he wanted to be young, which meant he was a newcomer who had just entered the industry and was not very proficient in many things.

Some people like to flip the brand of these new technicians, so there will be a kind of pleasure of pulling people into the water with their hands.

Looking at the technician in his early twenties, with a hint of greenness and confusion on his face, the messenger pointed to the sofa and motioned her to sit down.

The technician hesitated for a while, then slowly approached the messenger, trying to sit next to him.

"I meant to ask you to go across."

The courier grabbed her arm and pointed to the sofa opposite again.

The technician walked to the opposite side, then flipped his hair and gently laughed: "Handsome guy, do you want me to change my clothes?"

The messenger lit a cigarette and took a sip: "Don't waste time."

When the technician heard this sentence, he stood up and took off his suspender skirt, but just put his hand on the belt and was stopped by the messenger: "Get dressed, I just have I want to ask you a few questions."

The messenger took out two banknotes and put them on the coffee table and pushed them over: "What's your name, how long have you been here, and how did you come here?"

In the face of the messenger's money offensive, adding a set of three consecutive deductions, the technician does not know what to do.

Are you spending thousands of dollars just to chat with someone in the custom industry?

Being confused, the technician looked at the two golden bills, and finally she accepted them.

Although half of this reward has to be handed in, I can leave a thousand dollars anyway.

"My name is An Sien, I just came here half a month."

An Sien put the money in the bag and began to answer the messenger's question: "I came here. The reason is very simple, someone in the family is sick, I want to make some quick money, but I am fascinated and sold together, maybe you will think that I am selling badly, but this is the truth.”

An Si En walked to the water dispenser, brewed two cups of tea with tea bags, and put one in front of him and the other in front of the messenger.

"What's wrong?"

The messenger pushed away the teacup, concerned about the other's family problems.

He didn't ask how An Sien was dazed, or why she didn't take the opportunity to call the police. These things can't be explained clearly in a sentence or two.

"What else could it be? It's a bloody cancer. It can't be saved at the advanced stage of lung cancer. At most, it can only continue to live." Not much has changed.

But her dull eyes imply that her heart is not as indifferent as she says.

"So you came here to work to earn medical bills for your family? What about the rest of the family."

The messenger seemed to have forgotten the purpose of his coming here, to concentrate and stay safe. Si En started chatting about everyday things.

An Sien's face flashed a trace of dissatisfaction, obviously not wanting to mention her family affairs, but the customer is God, even more how she just received a tip from the messenger, so she can't keep shy.

So she forcibly cheered up and squeezed out a cheerful smile: "I am a single-parent family, my parents divorced when I was very young, because my father was a bad gambler, so I was sentenced. I gave it to my mother.

The man never sent me child support. My mother and I have depended on each other for all these years. After my mother got sick, he didn't even look at it, let alone look at it. I have paid for the medical expenses on the basis of the past relationship.

My family’s savings have been used up, in order to raise money, I can only take some quick ways to get money.”

Ansi En briefly summarized his life experience, and then smiled at the messenger.

In her opinion, the messenger is just another pervert who listens to the tragic experiences of others to satisfy himself.

The worse you say, the happier they are.

These people seem sympathetic on the surface, but they have an aloof and remote attitude in their hearts.

The tragedy that happened to them was just a little spice to them for tonight's event, to satisfy their desire to be the best.

What should I do if I'm not happy in reality?

It's very simple, just find someone who has been more unsatisfactory to talk to.

An Sien said half-jokingly: "It is said that men love to do two things, pull Liang's house into the water, and persuade the wind and dust to follow the good, I said handsome guy, you are not here to persuade me to follow the good? "

"Women also love to do two things, talk about money with the poor, and talk about feelings with the rich." The messenger replied, and did not sympathize with An Sien because of her tragic life.

An Sien lowered his head and laughed at himself: "I don't care about money, but second-hand broken shoes like me can't be sent even if they are sold at a clearance sale."

"So I didn't plan to persuade you to be good."

An Sien, who was choked up by the messenger, didn't know what to say.

After a while, she burst into laughter: "Hahaha, handsome guy, you are really interesting."

An Sien could see that the handsome man in front of her was really just a I want to talk to myself, and there is no other meaning.

The originally heavy heart was relieved by the messenger's toss, and even the disgust for this job was temporarily suppressed.

It was the first time she felt relaxed at work.

Xin used his fingers to snuff out the cigarette butts, crushed them, and threw them into the trash: "I'm looking for you to find out something."

"Industry interviews about the custom industry?" Ann Sien tries to joke with the messenger.

The courier took a note and a pen from his wallet and put it on the table: "I want you to be my eyeliner."

(End of this chapter)