its 006: part-time job

Yun found that Gong Ping has become more and more calm recently. He will not think about how to avenge Wang Xiaomei or how to get close to the boss of the company, but just work hard. He seemed to have become a workaholic, and his daytime work in the company could not satisfy him, so he found two more night workers.

One is to work as a shampoo in a Korean hair salon, and the other is to work as a masseuse in a regular massage parlor.

I was very puzzled, but I didn't ask in detail.

The owner of the Korean hair salon is Jin Shanzi. She is a Korean woman. She was born in rural South Korea and grew up in a city here. She is 32 years old. She not only doesn't talk about marriage, but she doesn't even look for a boyfriend. She only likes to flirt with the young people in the store all day long. This person's hairdressing skills are very ordinary, but the price is surprisingly expensive, and the strange thing is that there are always people who like to be slaughtered by her. In her words, many people are so cheap that they always only buy the expensive ones and not the right ones.

Jin Shanzi is not very beautiful, but she is also beyond the average. Coupled with a little makeup, she is very feminine. For those young men in their eighteen or nineteen or twenties in the store, she has a fatal ** power. Therefore, although her salary is not high and her dividends are small, there are still a lot of loyal to her. A young male hairdresser surrounded her, making this Korean-style hair salon a booming business.

Among these boys, Gong Ping is undoubtedly the most unusual one. He is not fashionable, his hairstyle is not fashionable, and his attitude is too easy-going. Such a person should have been immediately submerged in the crowd, but in this shop full of alien young people, he has become an alien, so he quickly attracted the attention of Jin Shanzi. . That day, as soon as Gong Ping helped the big worker wash a guest's hair, Jin Shanzi came over and leaned against the door with all kinds of amorous feelings.

"Xiao Gong, you have been very diligent recently." She squinted and smiled at the corners of her mouth.

"Well, you have to be diligent." Gong Ping answered with his unique friendly smile.

"It's rare to see such a diligent young man like you recently." Jin Shanzi looked at Gong Ping. Simple and diligent. This kind of young man seems to belong to the past.

"You say so, as if you are very old." Gong Ping smiled and said, "You are also a young man."

"Real?" Jin Shanzi smiled. Yes, I don't even have a boyfriend."

"You can't find someone who is worthy of you, can you?" Gong Ping said as he collected the used towels, rinsed them and hung them on the shelf.

"Gong Ping, come and help me do the laundry!" In the hair salon, the little girl in charge of washing everyone's work clothes shouted, and Gong Ping hurriedly answered, "I'm coming!"

"What's going on?" Jin Shanzi frowned, "I don't remember to arrange such a job for you."

"It doesn't matter." Gong Ping smiled and said, "Anyway, I'm idle now."

"Interesting people." Looking at Gong Ping's hurried back, Jin Shanzi seemed to be trapped in meditation.

After being busy from 6 p.m. to 8 p.m. in the Korean hair salon, Gong Ping immediately rushed to the massage parlor, took the masseuses who pretended to be blind to the bedside of the physically uncomfortable guests, and then waited for his work.

The masseuse's name is Chen Dachong. He is an old man in his fifties. He is very fat and not kind at all. If he takes off the black sunglasses that cover half of his face and stares, he looks like the Taiwanese gangster in the movie. This guy has a very bad temper. It is said that he has never worked for two months, but Gong Ping broke this record and worked under him for nearly three months.

For Chen Dachong's temper, Gong Ping has always been obedient with a friendly smile. In the end, he couldn't even stand it. He warned Gong Ping angrily many times: "If you go on like this, I'm afraid I'll go crazy."

"I have my needs." Gong Ping responded faintly to luck when no one was around. You know, he is the best masseuse in the city.

"I don't understand what you need." Yun sighed helplessly, and Gong Ping just smiled: "You will always understand."

"Damn, 60 yuan an hour, these people really enjoy it!" On this day, Chen Dachung after the guests left, patted the table and shouted, and then fell down on **. He waved to Gongping: "Come here, beat me on the back!"

"Okay." Gong Ping smiled, and his luck snorted angrily.

"Is that so?" Gong Ping asked while beating hard.

"Futah, do you want to kill me?" Chen Dachong roared, and Gong Ping immediately said lightly. As a result, he shouted, "Are you a bitch? It's lighter than a mosquito bite!"

"Is that so?" Gong Ping changed his strength and asked again.

"It's almost the same this time, right, this way, that way, right, this way, that way!" Chen Dachong closed his eyes and kept commanding. Fortunately, boy, it seems that I haven't been with me for nothing in the past three months. What else did you do besides this?

"Working in a company." Gong Ping answered honestly, "I'm still working in a hair salon."

"White-collar workers?" Chen Dachong was somewhat surprised.

"Well, it seems to be called that."

"So a promising career, why do you come here to do this?" Chen Dachong was very puzzled. Gong Ping smiled and said, "It's nothing. I just want to learn this kind of ability."

"Mom, this is useless!" Chen Dachong scolded, "How can you have fun as a manager blowing the air conditioner in the company?"

"Each has its own benefits." Gong Ping was still smiling, "For me, this is what I want."

"I want his mother." Chen Dachong scolded again, "Listen to me, put all your thoughts on the company. Don't run here all night. I've never seen you like this. Don't you feel ashamed to leave a good job and don't run a business. Don't you think it's shameful to come to these low-class places where waiters?

Gong Ping just smiled and didn't say anything.

"Did you hear what I said?" Chen Dachong was angry and turned over and sat up. "What's the best thing about doing this kind of work? In the future, it's not easy to find a wife, but even if you find it, you will have to run away with others if you don't do it well. Do you understand?

"Lao Chen!" The loud voice of the massage parlor manager echoed in the corridor, and Chen Dashong couldn't help shouting, "What are you doing?"

"There are guests!" The manager's voice was louder than his, so his voice went down.

"Remember!" As he stared at Gong Ping fiercely, he put on the black sunglasses, stretched out his hand, pretended to be blind, pulled by Gong Ping, and carefully walked along the corridor to another room. When he got there, he was first stared at by the manager, and then was counted by the impatient guests in the room: "Why is it so slow? Hurry up!"

This is a high-end room with two beds, air conditioning and TV on the wall, and a refrigerator full of drinks in the corner. One guest had taken off his clothes and lay in **, and the other was drinking a drink and watching TV, urging Chen Dachong to start quickly.

"Click carefully, this gentleman is a great boss." The person who drinks drinks is a regular guest of Chen Dachong, but he doesn't respect Chen Dachong very much. Chen Dachong is right. No matter how well this kind of work is, it is also a job to serve the servants.

"Don't worry." In front of the guests, Chen Dachong was always modest. Under the guidance of Gong Ping, he sat down next to the gentleman with his back to the canopy, unfolded his unique technique, pinched a few times, and let the lying man hum comfortably.

"How's it going, Lao Zhang, I didn't lie to you, did I?" The man who drank the drink asked with a smile. Lao Zhang, who was lying down, stretched out his hand and gave a thumbs up: "Great!"

When he heard this sound, Chen Dachong's body suddenly trembled. No one noticed except Gong Ping, who was wiping Chen Dachong's sweat.

But Chen Dachong quickly restrained his excitement and gave the most meticulous massage for the guest in an hour in the most smooth way.

"It's so comfortable!" The old Zhang sighed and lay comfortably, always with his eyes closed. My old problems seem to have been cured at once. This master's skills are really good. Lao Wang, you really found a good place for me. At first, I thought it was that tune!"

"You old bone, if you don't take good care of it, do you still want to adjust it?" Lao Wang laughed and said, "You'd better come here often in the future. That's how my cervical spondylosis is cured."

"Sustain..." Lao Zhang fell asleep comfortably while talking. Lao Wang waved his hand, and Gong Ping immediately slowly picked up Chen Dachong and walked out. He could feel Chen Dachong's body trembling and staggering, but it was by no means a disguise.

"What's wrong with him?" Gong Ping was a little puzzled and couldn't help looking back and taking a closer look.

In an instant, he found a huge black round monster with a ferocious face, which transformed from the black gas that began to permeate Lao Zhang's back. More than a dozen small air masses of different colors and climates were immediately attracted by it and merged with it, squatting on Lao Zhang's back and opening two huge palms. I want to strangle the white luck behind Lao Zhang. However, he stretched out his hand to block the monster's huge hand. The monster tried his best, but he couldn't hurt it.

"Is this...what's going on?" Gong Ping turned his head and felt the angry light in Chen Dachong's eyes through his sunglasses. Are they enemies?

He didn't ask much, but helped Chen Dachong all the way to his lounge. For a moment, Chen Dachong sat down, and his whole body seemed to be weak and completely weak.

"Master Chen, what's wrong with you?" Gong Ping poured a glass of water for him, put it in front of him, and asked with concern.

"It's okay. You go." Chen Dachong said weakly. I'm not feeling well tonight and can't work. Tell the manager for me when you leave.

Intuitively told Gong Ping that there must be something between Lao Zhang and Chen Dachong. He suddenly remembered what Chen Dachong had said before:

"What's the point of doing this kind of work? In the future, it's not easy to find a wife, but even if you find it, you will have to run away with others if you don't do it well. Do you understand?

Chen Dachong has no children, no wife, no relatives. Over the years, he has been living in a small rental house near the massage parlor, and more often, he really lives in the massage parlor. Why is he so lonely? Isn't it because he lost everything and finally couldn't get it back?

Gong Ping didn't ask any more questions. He left the room and walked out.

He thinks this is a good opportunity. He wants to get to know Lao Zhang.

I still don't know what he is thinking.