"No matter how beautiful she is and how rich she is in the future, she still looks like a village girl. When I say this, I don't mean to slander the village girl. I just mean that she is fixed at that level and that's it. She has reached her peak.
There will never be any further progress.”
Sheng Chuncheng thought of what Teacher Zheng once said to him. He felt that this was very correct, and it was even more correct when applied to the two people in front of him. Although they were very rich, Mr. Lan was still talking about the upward channel and the downward channel.
, LP, VC, etc. that they don’t understand, but it doesn’t stop them from being village girls.
They are fixed at that level and have reached the top.
But the problem is that they have money, so they are confident and justified. They feel that the whole world will revolve around them, and they are right. They can look down on Sheng Chuncheng and even Teacher Zheng, which makes Sheng Chuncheng feel very frustrated.
In their eyes, anyone who is not richer than them is considered a low-end population.
Sheng Chuncheng was frustrated, but he had to admit that they were right. The right to interpret this society lies in their hands, not in his or Teacher Zheng's hands. It's useless what you say, let alone the massage parlor owner and uncle.
At hand, they still need to find their place in this world in the gaps they have left.
Their one utility room is enough for all the masters of the blind massage parlor to live and work without having to worry so much all day long, don’t you agree?
Sheng Chuncheng was thinking wildly, and his hands were a little messy. When he woke up and looked at Mr. Yun, Mr. Yun had long been indifferent. She was over her addiction and was tired. She tilted her head to the side and was already asleep, drooling from her.
Tears flowed from the corners of his mouth.
Sheng Chuncheng took a bath towel and covered her with it. She muttered something vaguely, stretched out her hand and pulled off the bath towel. The towel was thrown onto Sheng Chuncheng and then slid to the ground.
"Don't worry about her. It's okay to be naked in such a hot weather," Mr. Lan and Sheng Chuncheng said.
Sheng Chuncheng picked up the bath towel, folded it, and put it on the shelf. Then he walked around the shelf and went to the massage table over there, and continued to massage Mr. Lan's back and buttocks.
After the massage, the nanny had already prepared dinner. Mr. Lan asked Sheng Chuncheng to have dinner with him. Sheng Chuncheng quickly declined and said that he had clients behind him.
At this time, his cell phone rang: "Xue'er has called you. Xue'er has called you."
Sheng Chuncheng felt strange that it was neither Sunday nor morning, so why did Xueer call him, but he still picked up the call.
Xueer's voice came from the phone: "Master Sheng, I'm very uncomfortable today, can you come over and help me?"
Sheng Chuncheng said yes, no problem.
"But, I'm sorry, it might be a little late. Can you wait until I get off work?"
When she got off work, today was neither Friday nor Saturday. Xueer's live broadcast ended, which should be twelve o'clock in the evening. Sheng Chuncheng said yes, no problem.
Sheng Chuncheng hung up the phone. Both Mr. Lan and Mr. Yun heard their conversation. Mr. Lan said:
"There really are all kinds of people. Nowadays, when girls get off work, they don't go to have dinner, but get a massage first?"
Sheng Chuncheng knew that she had misunderstood and thought that Xueer was off work now. Sheng Chuncheng smiled and did not explain.
Mr. Yun stared at him and asked: "Xiao Sheng, let me ask you a question. What is the difference between massaging these little girls and massaging us?"
"There is no difference. To me, they are all customers." Sheng Chuncheng replied with a smile.
At half past eleven, Sheng Chuncheng arrived at the live broadcast base. He was not in a hurry to go up. He knew that Xueer's live broadcast was not over yet and there were still many people in their company. Sheng Chuncheng did not want to meet these people.
Sheng Chuncheng was sitting on the flower bed in the central garden of the live broadcast base. After a while, he saw a group of people coming over and standing in front of him. Someone was holding a camera and filming. There was a middle-aged woman who was being interviewed.
After careful identification through his sunglasses, Sheng Chuncheng recognized him as Tan Shuzhen, the owner of the live broadcast base and the chairman of Splendid China Real Estate Company.
Sheng Chuncheng saw her on the Internet and in the news. Sheng Chuncheng snorted in his heart, she was another rich woman.
He didn't know if this rich woman looked nice in front of the camera, but when she was away from the camera, in private, she would be as miserable as Mr. Lan and Mr. Yun.
Tan Shuzhen's voice came faintly. Sheng Chuncheng felt that her voice was very pleasant, somewhat similar to Sister Chen. Sheng Chuncheng felt that others said that you can recognize a woman by smelling her fragrance, but in fact, you can also recognize a woman by her voice. Generally speaking, people with pleasant voices
Women are not bad looking, and this Tan Shuzhen is indeed beautiful. She can be seen from such a distance in Shengchun Chengdu.
The group of people filmed here for five or six minutes and then left. What they were filming was probably to reflect the live broadcast base. Even late at night, it was still a lively scene, but Sheng Chuncheng knew that when he first came here
In comparison, this place is not as good as before. The entire live broadcast base can be said to be in a downward space just like Zhong Xinxin's weight.
The most prosperous period has passed. Although there are still new companies entering every day, there are also many companies that cannot hold on and have closed down.
It was probably for this reason that Boss Tan was so anxious that he came out so late to cooperate with publicity and shoot news.
Sheng Chuncheng sat here until ten past twelve, then got up and walked towards Block G. He walked to the elevator hall and waited for the elevator. When the elevator arrived, many people stepped out of the elevator and looked at him.
, Indeed, it is quite strange for a blind man to stand here in the middle of the night.
Sheng Chuncheng went upstairs. The lights in Xueer's company were brightly lit. Sheng Chuncheng regretted that he had come early, but the lady at the front desk was no longer there. He walked inside and walked to the door. Sheng Chuncheng gently
He breathed a sigh of relief and saw that there weren't many people inside, maybe four or five.
Xueer's sharp eyes saw him, and hurriedly came over and shouted: "Master Sheng, are you here?"
Sheng Chuncheng nodded and said, here it is.
Xueer held his hand and walked inside, saying to the remaining few: "You guys get off work, get off work."
Those people also stood up one after another.
"Turn off the headlights."
Xue'er shouted, someone turned down the switch, and the entire office area suddenly darkened. Only the row of lights in front of Xue'er's office door was still on.
When Sheng Chuncheng passed by, he was surprised to find that the rest area opposite the live broadcast area was missing. It seemed to be being renovated into a new live broadcast area. Sheng Chuncheng wanted to ask Xueer what he was going to do here, but then he thought, you are not a
Are you blind? Can blind people see this? Why are you so worried?
"Be careful, Master Sheng, it's a bit messy here, it's being decorated." Sheng Chuncheng didn't say anything, but Xue'er told him.
"Oh, what's the decoration?" Sheng Chuncheng asked pretending to be casual.
"The company has recruited a few new anchors, and my two original assistants can also become independent, so I will set up a live broadcast room for them, so that they can generate traffic every day." Xueer and Sheng Chuncheng said.
Xueer led Sheng Chuncheng into her room and asked Sheng Chuncheng to sit down. She said to Sheng Chuncheng, "I'll close the door. Master Sheng, please wait here." This chapter has been completed!
