Miss An took out a business card and gave it to Sheng Chuncheng. Sheng Chuncheng exchanged his own business card with her. He saw that Miss An's name was Jing Jing and the occupation written on the business card was "sex therapist".
Sheng Chuncheng looked a little confused, and Miss An asked: "Mr. Sheng, do you know what my job is?"
Sheng Chuncheng asked: "Specialized in treating infertility?"
Both Miss An and Lin Shuwan laughed, and Lin Shuwan said: "Mr. Sheng, you are just like you when I first met Miss An."
Sheng Chuncheng laughed. He noticed that although Ms. Lin had lived in the mainland for a long time, she was still like all Taiwanese. When they spoke, they said "和" instead of "和", but "Khan".
Miss An smiled on the side and said:
"Most people have this misunderstanding. Sex therapists actually help people with sexual disorders solve physical and psychological problems. We Chinese are relatively shy about sex. When we encounter sexual disorders, we don't
If you are willing to discuss with others, but prefer to imagine and explain yourself randomly, it is easy to turn psychological problems into physical problems, and finally you will have physical obstacles.
"We sex therapists help people overcome various physical and psychological problems so that people can have happy and beautiful sex. I wonder if Mr. Sheng understands what I say?"
When Ms. An talked about "sex", she was very calm and professional, not shy at all.
Sheng Chuncheng nodded, thinking to himself, isn't this similar to what was posted on telephone poles and toilets in the past, which said it was specially designed to treat impotence and premature ejaculation, not lifting at the sight of flowers, lifting without standing up, and standing up but not firm? Sheng Chuncheng remembered that when he was a child
, we often see advertisements like this. Later, when the urban management became stricter, such small advertisements became rare.
Sheng Chuncheng said: "It should be very similar to a psychotherapist?"
Miss An nodded: "The difference between them is that while we provide psychological counseling to patients, we also use physical means to help them. The purpose of coming to Mr. Sheng is that I think we can work out a solution if we work together."
Many traditional Chinese medicine massages and massages are used as auxiliary treatments."
Sheng Chuncheng said: "Indeed, acupoints such as Zhongji, Guanyuan, Shimen, and Qihai are good for treating sexual coldness. In addition, acupoints such as Shenshu, Mingmen, Sanyinjiao, and Huiyin are also useful for treating premature ejaculation.
The effect is just, will this..."
What Sheng Chuncheng was thinking about was that the so-called men's business spas in today's society were actually in a gray area. Would this one be similar to that one? If so, he would definitely not allow it here.
Miss An seemed to know what Sheng Chuncheng was thinking. She said: "I just know Mr. Sheng, you have male masseurs and female masseurs here. In this way, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, we can all have same-sex massages."
Do you think it’s okay to assist with massage therapy?”
Sheng Chuncheng laughed: "That's no problem. Whatever needs to be done, I will let our masseurs cooperate with you. At the same time, we will also make our massage suggestions based on the patient's condition."
Miss An stretched out her hand, looked at Sheng Chuncheng, and asked him with a smile: "Mr. Sheng, can we do that? I wish us a happy cooperation?"
Sheng Chuncheng smiled and held her hand and said yes, we will cooperate happily.
Old Tang was still inside the massage, but it was not getting any better. Miss Lin and Jing Jing got up and left first. Miss Lin and Sheng Chuncheng said, "You are sorry." Old Tang said, let him take a taxi back to the company.
Sheng Chuncheng said yes.
Miss Lin and Miss An left, Xiao An and Zhong Xinxin came over and asked Sheng Chun Cheng what was going on. Sheng Chun Cheng told them the purpose of Miss An coming, and Xiao An asked:
“Then this can become our new business?”
Sheng Chuncheng nodded and said, okay. I was thinking, you are still worried about other people's sexual problems, and your own problems have not been solved yet.
When he was thinking this, he couldn't help but pick up his phone and look at it. There were no new text messages on it.
"I'll go!" Xiao An stared at Miss An's business card on the coffee table and shouted. Sheng Chuncheng realized what a coincidence and another person named An came.
Sheng Chuncheng smiled and said: "Both sides of the Taiwan Strait are really one family. If you have such a weird surname, you will get into trouble."
Xiao An said: "No, you think it's strange. In fact, in our village, everyone in the village is named An. There are really many Taiwanese people named An who came to us to find their ancestors."
When Sheng Chuncheng, Xiao An, and Zhong Xinxin were having lunch at a nearby shop, Sheng Chuncheng's cell phone dinged. He picked it up and saw that it was still the same number from the morning, sending a message:
He stood up and said to Xiaoan Zhong Xinxin: "I'm going out for a while."
Xiao An was surprised: "You haven't finished eating yet?"
"I won't eat anymore." Sheng Chuncheng said and walked out. Zhong Xinxin asked: "What are you doing?"
"Something happened." Sheng Chuncheng left without looking back.
Xiao An and Zhong Xinxin looked at each other, and Xiao An said: "Ambassador, do you think Master is acting weird today?"
Zhong Xinxin nodded and said, "I think it must be related to the phone call last night."
"I think so." Xiao An agreed.
Cross-Strait Coffee on Xintang Road is on the second floor of Sanxin Building at the junction of Xintang Road and Taipingmenzhi Street. Next to it is Intime Department Store and China Resources Vanguard Supermarket, and diagonally across from Qingchun Plaza. This store is also called Cross-Strait Coffee Qing.
Spring store.
The online car-hailing car took Sheng Chuncheng and parked at the gate of Sanxin Building near Taipingmen Zhi Street. Sheng Chuncheng got off the car and entered the gate. He went up a wide marble spiral staircase on the left and reached the second floor, which is the gate of Cross-Strait Coffee.
After entering the door, Sheng Chuncheng asked the guest in the third box at the door, and the guest pointed to a corridor on the side.
Sheng Chuncheng went in, walked to the door of box three, stood and composed himself, and then reached out and knocked on the door.
A voice came from the door: "Come in."
Sheng Chuncheng recognized that it was the person he had talked to on the phone that morning.
Sheng Chuncheng pushed the door open and walked in. He saw a man with a shaved head and about the same age as himself sitting on the sofa. There was a dinner plate on the table in front of him, with tableware that had not been taken away after finishing the meal. He was wearing a uniform on his upper body.
A short-sleeved black T-shirt with a round neck and two dragons tattooed on both arms. The workmanship is rough and looks like two snakes.
There was a down jacket piled on the sofa next to him.
Sheng Chuncheng walked over and sat down opposite him without waiting for his greeting. The other party looked at him and asked, "Are you Sheng Chuncheng?"
Sheng Chuncheng nodded.
Sheng Chuncheng saw the other person's face twisted and deliberately showed a fierce look. He knew in his heart that he was wearing short sleeves and wanted to show the tattoo on his arm to scare him.
Sheng Chuncheng was secretly amused. He thought that he had seen many people with tiger and dragon tattoos from Brother Dong, and he was also their military advisor.
Sheng Chuncheng stared at the other person's hand. In the other person's hand, he held a disposable lighter, which he kept putting up and down, putting down and putting up. He was not playing, but resolving his own tension. His hand was
Shaking slightly.
Sheng Chuncheng looked at him and said, "Call Ding Huamei."
The other party was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "What Ding Huamei?"
"Isn't the person with you Ding Huamei?" Sheng Chuncheng said, "Ask her to come over. If she doesn't come over, I'll leave immediately. You can do whatever you want."
Sheng Chuncheng was about to stand up as he spoke, but the other party quickly shouted: "Wait, wait, I'll call her."
The other party stood up, took his cell phone and walked out. Sheng Chuncheng sat there, shaking his head, and kept sneering in his heart.
When he answered the phone in the morning, when the guy named Xue'er, Sister Chen and Aqiang, Sheng Chuncheng had already concluded that the mastermind of this matter was Ding Huamei. In this world, there was no one except himself and Ding Huamei.
What can connect these three people is that they do not know each other and have no intersection.
Knowing that it was Ding Huamei made Sheng Chuncheng shudder and feel flustered.