The blind massage shop is located at the gate of a residential area in Jingfang, on the ground floor of a residential building. To the left is a dental clinic, and beyond is a small noodle shop.
Passing on the right are Lianhua Supermarket run by a couple, Buoli Forest Cake Shop and Neptune Star Pharmacy.
The massage parlor is quite large, with more than a dozen blind masseurs. The boss is also blind. The proprietress is responsible for the cashier and is a deaf-mute. The only normal person in the shop is the aunt who does the hygiene. Sheng Chuncheng is here.
the second.
Sheng Chuncheng went to such a shabby school that no one knew about, and even dropped out of school. Sheng Chuncheng himself knew that with such conditions, it would be impossible for him to find a good job in Hangzhou.
He wanted to go deliver food or express mail, but his uncle later told him to let him learn massage from him. Once he learned it, he had a skill, and he could still respond to emergencies when he was at the end of his rope.
The uncle made an agreement with the boss to let Sheng Chuncheng work as a handyman in the massage parlor first, and he would start immediately. Food would be included in the shop and he would live with the uncle in the dormitory they rented. In this way, although Sheng Chuncheng's income was not high, he had almost no money.
Any expenses, including your own salary, can be sent home.
Sheng Chuncheng first arrived in Hangzhou. This city was unfamiliar and hard to him. He didn't have much choice, so he stayed at the blind massage parlor.
Sheng Chuncheng learned massage from his uncle, and he got started quickly. In just over a month, he was already very proficient in his techniques and could serve customers independently. The boss gave him a salary increase and considered him a formal employee in the store, but
Sheng Chuncheng knew that this actually had no future and was just a temporary measure. He could not stay here for long.
He does not have a disability certificate and cannot pass the qualification certificate for blind masseurs. He cannot even register as a practitioner. He does not graduate from a medical school of traditional Chinese medicine. If he wants to obtain a formal massage technician qualification certificate like ordinary people, he must first
He was blocked as soon as he reached the threshold.
Although what he eats can be regarded as a technical job, if he only has skills but no certification, he is just a shady person.
Although he has begun to receive customers here, his identity is unclear. Some customers feel strange and full of suspicion when they see such a masseur with piercing eyes in this blind massage parlor.
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When someone from another company came to check, the proprietress walked to the door of the private room and made a few noises. Chen Chuncheng left the client lying on the massage bed and ran to the dental clinic next door.
Ding Huamei, the receptionist of the dental clinic, chuckled when she saw Sheng Chuncheng running in dejectedly, and asked with some gloating:
"Are you here to check again?"
Generally speaking, massage shops are busiest at noon and evening. At noon, there are some customers working nearby. When they get here, they have a massage and take a lunch break. Several units have collectively applied for monthly cards for the following people.
, in the evening there are mostly residents in the community behind.
At other times, when there were no customers in the store, Sheng Chuncheng couldn't stay in the store. He had nothing to communicate with the deaf-mute proprietress. Sheng Chuncheng also found it difficult to communicate with the blind masseurs. After all, Sheng Chuncheng could see
In the world they get, they can't see how much common language the two groups of people living in different worlds have in common?
At this time, Sheng Chuncheng sneaks to the dental clinic next door and chats with Ding Huamei at the front desk. Ding Huamei is two years older than Sheng Chuncheng. She is twenty-four years old this year. She is neither good-looking nor ugly, with short hair that reaches her ears.
, round face, both sides of the nose, if you look carefully, there are a few very light freckles.
Like Sheng Chuncheng, she went to a university in Hunan that no one knew about, but she was better than Sheng Chuncheng. At least she had graduated and was a serious college student.
"You graduated from college and are still here to work on the stage?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
"Otherwise?" Ding Huamei said with a "cut" sound: "Nowadays, everyone just graduates from college, okay? College students are worthless, especially those from pheasant universities like us, by the way, aren't you?"
"I have only studied for more than a year." Sheng Chuncheng was a little embarrassed.
"Why, you were expelled for being a hooligan?" Ding Huamei asked, "Or was it cheating in the exam? Cheating is not that serious. In such a bad school, which exam doesn't cheat?"
"No, no, I have something to do at home, so I didn't continue." Sheng Chuncheng did not tell Ding Huamei what the matter was.
We are all young people. We are all drifters in this city. There are no more places to go and no more things to do. As time goes by, there is a sense of sympathy for each other. Ding Huamei becomes Sheng Chuncheng.
girlfriend.
Sheng Chuncheng moved out of his uncle's dormitory and spent 2,300 and a month renting a small unit with Ding Huamei in the community behind.
Now that he has a girlfriend, rents a house, and has to send money to his family, Sheng Chuncheng's pockets are stretched thin, and he is living in embarrassment every month. He is in a massage parlor. He is a person with an ambiguous identity, and he is embarrassed.
Talk to your boss and ask for a raise.
Moreover, at this time, although the peak period of the epidemic has passed, and the massage parlors have reopened after being closed for more than a month, many customers have not returned, and the business is not as good as before. When a new customer comes, several masseurs will rush to get the massage.
The shop is the same as the foot bath shop, the masseur's commission is calculated based on the number of customers received.
Sheng Chuncheng was too embarrassed to compete with those blind masters. When he encountered this situation, he did not move forward, but shrank back. The uncle told him many times because of this. Sheng Chuncheng did not say anything, but next time he encounters such a thing.
, he is still the same, so his income is much less than before.
Sheng Chuncheng is also worried that if this continues, sooner or later the store will not be able to sustain itself and will need to lay off employees. When that time comes, Sheng Chuncheng knows that the first one to leave must be himself. How can he say that all his organs are healthy and sound and he will leave here?
It is also easier to find a job than those blind masters.
Sheng Chuncheng had another plan to deliver food. He inquired about it and found that his income from delivering food seemed to be higher than his income from a massage parlor.
Sheng Chuncheng found a takeaway boy he knew well and asked for help. The boy looked at him sideways and said:
"You think this bowl of take-out rice is delicious, but in the wind, rain or snow, when I meet a difficult customer, I will not only give you a blank stare, but also give you a bad review. I often want to stop while running."
, let’s cry loudly on the roadside first.”
"Don't think too much. If I had your skills, I would wear a white coat every day and work in this air-conditioned room, and I would wake up laughing when I sleep." The little brother added.
"I don't have enough money. I wake up crying even when I sleep." Sheng Chuncheng said to his brother.
"Stupid!" The little brother looked at him and scolded: "People who do manicures and beauties now provide door-to-door service. You have this skill, why can't you provide door-to-door service? Door-to-door service, you can have two or three customers a day.
, he definitely makes more money than me."
Sheng Chuncheng's eyes lit up, yes, why can't he provide door-to-door service? People don't care whether you have a massage technician certificate or not. Even if someone wants to see it, they can make a fake certificate and carry it with them, and they won't be able to tell the difference.
, the last thing to look at is not your craftsmanship. When it comes to craftsmanship, Shengchun Cheng is very confident.
Sheng Chuncheng told Ding Huamei about this, and Ding Huamei was also very happy. She felt that her eyes were bright. Sheng Chuncheng could finally be shared by others. Now, isn't the sharing economy fashionable? This chapter has been completed!