Chapter 198: Secret Language of Massage Room

Chapter 198: Secret Language in the Massage Room

The waiter served tea and politely said to Zhao Jianhui, "Please wait a moment," and then closed the door and walked out. A few minutes later, there were several gentle knocks on the door.

"Sir, can you come in?" The voice was sweet and soft.

"Well, come in." Zhao Jianhui agreed, while slightly raising his upper body.

The door opened gently, and a girl came in with a small white bag in her hand. Zhao Jianhui glanced at the girl. The girl was not very old, about 18 or 19 years old, with a melon-seed face, light makeup, and a pretty and charming appearance. She had a curvy figure, wearing a black vest and a white miniskirt. Although the temperature in the room was not too cold, she was still a little thin at this time.

Zhao Jianhui guessed that this outfit was probably a special uniform for massage ladies. It was very hot to wear, and there was a number plate on her bulging chest.

Zhao Jianhui saw that her number plate said 88, and guessed that this was her number. I don't know if the owner of the club likes auspicious numbers, or if there are really so many girls here?

Miss No. 88 put the small bag in her hand on the coffee table, walked to the front of the massage bed, bent down and pulled out a small basin from under the bed. Because the miniskirt was too short, her plump buttocks exposed her snow-white underwear, which tempted people to commit crimes, and Zhao Jianhui swallowed his saliva.

"Sir, please turn over and lie on your stomach, start from the back first." Miss No. 88's voice was very sweet.

Zhao Jianhui smiled and said, "No, you can sit on the sofa over there for a while. When you go out later, you can say that you have finished massaging the customer. You can still get the commission and it won't delay your making money."

"Sir, how can this be?" Miss No. 88's voice was sweet and cloying. Although it was doubtful, it still made people's heart beat faster.

"Why not? If I say yes, then yes. If you want to make money, then do as I say." Zhao Jianhui still smiled, but his tone was unquestionable.

"Sir, is this your first time here for health care? Our club is very formal, don't be afraid of anything." Miss 88 was still trying to persuade Zhao Jianhui. If he didn't do massage, how could he start the following project?

"Haha, I'm not afraid of anything, but I'm not used to this kind of enjoyment. Maybe one day I will become like most people, right? But now I really don't have this mood. Sit quietly for a while, okay? Wait a while and go out to get the money."

"Ah? Sir... This won't work. If the boss knows..." Miss No. 88 felt a little incredible. How could there be such a man? He asked the lady for a massage, but when the person came, he didn't let him do it and still got money. Is it because he has too much money to burn?

"No one found you when you came?" After the girl No. 88 went out, the door was gently pushed open, and Sun Liyun's smiling face flashed in from outside. Zhao Jianhui asked while lying on the big bed.

"Well, no. Boss, this place is nice. Hehe, Boss thinks of me no matter what he does. How about you lie on the big bed for a while and let that little girl give me a massage first? Tsk, she looks really good!" Sun Liyun said with a smile.

Although he was joking, he did not stop. He started to look around the room as soon as he came in. While putting the things he brought in in a secret place, he asked jokingly: "Hehe, is Boss afraid that an old woman will eat you? Or does Boss have this hobby now, likes to take pictures of his brave scenes and enjoy them slowly by himself?"

The laughter was a little ambiguous, which made Zhao Jianhui almost jump up and kick him. "Have you finished the installation? If you have, get out and don't get in the way here. If the estimate is correct, that woman will be here soon."

"Boss, do you really not need me to hide under the bed to protect you?" Sun Liyun said with a smile. Zhao Jianhui said calmly: "Okay, your reminder is necessary. I think you should hide in the toilet and wait to protect me."

"Hehe, then I'll go out and wait. I'll come in to clean up later. Boss, you go ahead and do your work." When Sun Liyun heard that Zhao Jianhui was going to let him hide in the toilet, he immediately opened the door and walked out.

Things were exactly as Zhao Jianhui thought. Not long after Sun Liyun left, the door was gently pushed open again, and Luo Yinglin's wrinkle-free face stretched in. After a while, this woman didn't know where she changed her clothes. The black low-cut floral top revealed a small part of her snow-white breasts. The white slim-fitting tight nine-point pants made her tall figure look more plump. A head of semi-natural wavy curly hair naturally poured down to her shoulders.

White and delicate skin, beautiful appearance, and plump breasts are all full of temptation to normal men. Although she has entered the age of middle-aged women, she is still charming. Not only is she beautiful, but she is also tall and graceful. Her figure and posture, which have been professionally trained in dance, still look graceful.

Seeing Zhao Jianhui sitting up from the big bed with a smile, Luo Yinglin smiled and said, "I'm sorry to disturb Director Zhao's rest."

"Oh? You finished so quickly? Where's Boss Ye? Why didn't she come?" Zhao Jianhui quickly asked her to sit down, thinking that since the scene was as he imagined, he had to cooperate with this woman's performance.

"You only think about Boss Ye, can't I sit with you alone?" Luo Yinglin's voice was gentle with a hint of ambiguity, and mixed with a little bit of anger.

What else could Zhao Jianhui say? I thought since you want to sit down, then just sit down. I want to see what you want to say? "Haha, how could that happen? Didn't I just ask Mr. Luo to sit down?"

"Well, I don't know what's going on. As soon as I saw you, I thought you were similar to my brother. You treated me as one of your own and always called me Mr. Luo." This woman started to get close to you. However, that kind of helpless kindness makes people who don't know feel as if they really feel sorry for her.

"Haha, you always call me Director Zhao, you can't blame me." Zhao Jianhui smiled, with a little hint in his tone.

Luo Yinglin glared at Zhao Jianhui very charmingly: "You, please don't deliberately go around in circles with me, sister. I have dreamed of having a brother like you since I was a child. Otherwise, none of us should stop making such nonsense. , From now on I will call you Director Zhao when there is no one around, and I will call you brother when there is no one around."

"We are bound by the secular world, working hard and making money every day. Being in the Yellow Sea, I have already forgotten the appearance of the sea, and even the forest paths in late autumn... Is this what life is like? This is how life is "What?" Luo Yinglin squatted down, took out two cans of beer from the cabinet next to the sofa, opened them with her fair fingers, handed them to Zhao Jianhui, raised her slender white neck and took a sip, and said a little sadly.

After taking a breath of cool breath, Zhao Jianhui sat on the edge of the bed, facing her across the coffee table, and listened silently to Luo Yinglin's words. I don't know what he meant by these words.

The cool feeling is refreshing and refreshing.

After saying this, Luo Yinglin drank silently, slowly savoring the drink in small sips. But Zhao Jianhui knew that she definitely didn't want to look so calm inside now. This woman was organizing words, but before she spoke, he had no way of seeing through her heart.

"I am Zhang Jifa's lover." Finally, Luo Yinglin spoke, but the first sentence almost made Zhao Jianhui choke out the beer he just drank. I really don’t know what’s going on with this woman, actually saying such things to me.

Luo Yinglin looked at Zhao Jianhui who was holding a beer can and coughing, and smiled: "Isn't it strange that I would say this?" She raised her neck and took a sip of wine, and then said with a smile: "Linfa Company started from the beginning It’s not easy for the six or seven people to get to this point, it’s the hard work of my life.”

"I know." Zhao Jianhui said lightly.

"Do you know? Do you know that I am Zhang Jifa's lover, or do you know what I want to say?" Luo Yinglin asked a little strangely. At this moment, she realized that the little man in front of her was a little deep. The depth was completely inappropriate for his age.

"I know everything." Now that this woman opened her heart and spoke, Zhao Jianhui no longer kept it a secret. Perhaps speaking openly and honestly like this will be more effective.

"Haha, then my guess is right." As she spoke, Luo Yinglin slowly put down the wine can, folded her hands on her chest, looked directly at Zhao Jianhui and said, "You did that thing, right? Don’t you know who Zhang Jifa is? His family is very powerful in Beijing.”

Zhao Jianhui shook his head: "I don't know."

Luo Yinglin kept looking at Zhao Jianhui intently, as if she wanted to see whether he was telling the truth or a lie, and wanted to see into his heart from his calm face. However, the result disappointed her.

Luo Yinglin shook her head: "Well, now you finally know, right? Aren't you afraid at all?"

"I don't understand." Zhao Jianhui remained calm and calm, with no trace of nervousness on his face.

This is a very interesting little man, this is what Luo Yinglin now attributes to Zhao Jianhui.

"Now the city bureau is tracking down the murderer last night, but Vice Governor Zhang has not been double-checked. Don't you think this is a bit abnormal?" Luo Yinglin said again with a smile on her lips. Zhao Jianhui smiled and shook his head: "That's a matter for the big boss. It's not my little deputy director's turn to worry about it."

"Director Zhao, it seems that you are very insincere. I tell you clearly that I am his ### just to let you know that I have a certain right to speak. If you are willing to take out those things in your hand, I will I can guarantee you'll be fine." Luo Yinglin looked determined, with a chill in her eyes. The threat contained in this sentence is very weak, but it can make you understand it clearly. It's fine if you take out those things, but what if you don't take them out? Then something will definitely happen.

Zhao Jianhui looked at her and smiled brighter: "Mr. Luo, I don't know what you are talking about. Thank you for your warm hospitality today. It is getting late. If there is nothing else, I think we should say goodbye."

Damn it, Zhang Jifa actually let a girl threaten him, I really don’t know how to die. This woman is the same. Maybe she has always been arrogant, but she suddenly dares to say that she can guarantee that she will be fine? Even Zhang Jifa can't guarantee that he will be fine. How can you give such a damn guarantee?

At this moment, Zhao Jianhui regretted that he should not have come to see this woman. He was originally thinking about whether he could find out something about the situation, but now it seems that it is impossible.

I have to say, this woman is very shrewd.

Maybe she is not just Zhang Jifa's lover, maybe there is some connection between him and Zhang Jie. Otherwise, just because she saw herself with Ye Qiuyu and Yang Tingting that night, she would not have thought that she had done what happened to Zhang Jie.

The third chapter is here. Although the rewards, flowers, etc. have not yet reached the number for Youlong to add more chapters, I think it should increase a little from the end of get off work to 10 pm. If the flowers reach 80, regardless of whether other conditions are met, Youlong will definitely add a chapter and will never break his promise.

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