"I have to take my shirt off for this?"
"The essential oil massage requires you to take your shirt off."
"Don’t make it so complicated. Just a regular massage is fine. If you get tired, or if I fall asleep, you can stop. We’ll just charge it as the 899 package."
"Oh, okay. I understand."
Taking out his phone, Lin Jiang sent a message to Yang Tao, telling him to make his own plans for the evening. Whether he stayed or left was up to him, as long as he didn’t disturb him.
He had messages from a few women on his phone. Giving each of them some attention, he chatted with them all for a little while.
"Lin Jiang~"
"What’s wrong?" Lin Jiang asked, looking at He Siyao.
"I... I’m a little tired. Can I rest for a bit?"
Lin Jiang glanced at his watch. It had been nearly two hours since she’d come in. He was indeed asking a lot of her.
"If you’re tired, then rest. Have some tea, eat some fruit. Don’t be a stranger."
"Thank you... for not looking down on me."
As if tired from sitting, He Siyao stood up and leaned against the wall.
"You’re earning money with your skills. Why would I look down on you?"
"But in our line of work, as soon as people hear what we do, they think of... that. They think we’re just selling our bodies."
"What other people think is their business. As long as you have a clear conscience, that’s all that matters."
Lin Jiang offered some perfunctory words of comfort:
"One day, when you’re not short on money, you can just quit this line of work."
He Siyao quietly lowered her head and said with a sense of relief, "Yes, you’re right."
"But then again, a place like this attracts all sorts of people. You should be careful."
"Thank you for telling me this."
Quietly, He Siyao wiped away a tear, but she didn’t make a sound.
"I’m rested now. I’ll continue for you. I can’t let you waste your money."
"No need. If you keep massaging my legs, the skin’s going to rub off."
"Then let me massage your shoulders."
"No, it’s fine. Just find a place and rest for a while," Lin Jiang said. "If you can do an overnight session, I’ll pay the overnight rate, and you can just find a place to sleep."
"We do have overnight sessions, but I’ve never done one. I’m not a prostitute," He Siyao explained.
"That’s not what I meant, don’t get the wrong idea," Lin Jiang said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "I’m going to sleep. You can handle the rest as you see fit."
Lin Jiang took off his wristband and handed it to He Siyao.
"When you leave later, please bring my clothes over."
"Okay."
When he opened his eyes again, it was already past eight in the morning.
"That really was refreshing."
Muttering to himself, Lin Jiang got up and stretched.
His clothes were placed neatly beside him, looking as if they had even been ironed.
’The service here is actually pretty good.’
After getting dressed, Lin Jiang left and went to the front desk to settle the bill.
Besides the four package tickets, he spent an additional 2,000-plus yuan. The total cost wasn’t as high as Lin Jiang had expected; it seemed He Siyao hadn’t charged him for the full overnight session.
He drove back to the noodle shop. It was already more than half full.
Yang Tao and the other two were busy in the back kitchen. When they saw Lin Jiang walk in, Yang Tao said with a wide grin:
"Brother Jiang, next time you get a sweet deal like this, don’t forget to include us."
"Sounds like you had a good experience yesterday."
"Well, how should I put it... it was just so-so. Not as good as I’d imagined."
"But from the look of you, it seems like you had a great time."
"To be honest, those two have been out here for over half a year, me for a little less. They’re still what you might call ’romantically challenged,’ and they’re constantly worrying about making a living. We just haven’t had the mental energy for that stuff, and it’s not like anyone was interested in us, so..."
"So you’re saying you guys were all pent-up."
"You could put it that way. So even getting someone who’s just okay feels pretty great," Yang Tao said. "But the girls who came when we were doing karaoke last night were very average."
"If you’re saying they were average, then they must have been really average."
Yang Tao chuckled. "It’s mainly because we see beautiful women coming to find you every day. It’s raised our standards."
"So the three of you think this place is just average, right?"
"Pretty much. The quality could use some improvement."
Lin Jiang smacked his lips. If all three of them were giving this kind of feedback, it meant the club was going downhill.
’He Siyao must be their main attraction.’
’Even though there’s no public information about it being for sale, it’s possible a deal is being made under the table. I need to move quickly on this.’
Around noon, He Siyao called.
"Is this Lin Jiang?"
"It is. How did it go? Did you get in touch with her?"
"Yes, Manager Feng is at work now. Where should we meet?"
Lin Jiang thought about the nearby restaurants. "I think there’s a Sichuan restaurant called Chuan Cui across from the club. Let’s meet there in half an hour."
After hanging up, Lin Jiang booked a private room. He then copied He Siyao’s phone number, added her as a contact, and sent her the room number.
After that, he called He Jing and asked her to go to a department store, buy the most expensive makeup set she could find, and bring it over.
The whole thing was taken care of in less than ten minutes.
With the makeup in hand, Lin Jiang took Yang Tao and drove to Chuan Cui, heading to private room 203.
Before long, the door to the private room was pushed open, and He Siyao walked in with a woman who looked to be in her thirties.
He Siyao was dressed rather plainly in blue jeans, white sneakers, and a white short-sleeved shirt, still looking pure and innocent.
The woman next to her wore a gray leather miniskirt and flesh-colored stockings. She had a slightly round face, a full chest, and exuded a mature charm.
From their conversation the previous night, Lin Jiang knew her name was Feng Huiying.
"Manager Feng, a pleasure to meet you."
Lin Jiang politely handed her his business card. Feng Huiying accepted it with both hands and glanced over it.

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