It was still early to make dinner. Sheng Chuncheng was lying on the bed, wearing headphones, listening to Liu Yue's low singing, while still thinking about his uncle and the others. They were moving to a new store. The uncle did not need to leave Hangzhou to work in Zhuji.
Of course Sheng Chuncheng was very happy.
Sheng Chuncheng listened for a while, then took off his headphones and threw them aside. He felt a little annoyed. What was the difference between this woman who was talking all day long and those platypuses?
Sheng Chuncheng turned on his cell phone and went to Xue'er's live broadcast room to have a look. Now in the live broadcast room, Xue'er was not there, but Ningxiang was live broadcasting there. Sheng Chuncheng watched for a while and threw the phone aside.
He grabbed the pillow on Ding Huamei's side, folded it on his own pillow, put his hands behind his head, and lay there halfway, staring at the ceiling above his head in a daze.
He thought of the Tuxiangyuan Hotel he had been to. In that place, the Banmutian Building above was an office building, and there were so many business owners in the "Dynamic Zone" market below. In addition, there were so many people who came to eat every day. Shengchun
Cheng believes that after uncle and his friends move there, business will be good.
If we become famous in that place, there are so many office buildings nearby, and there are more office rooms in the center of Hangzhou. If they can come here, the uncle and the others will probably be too busy.
In the center of Hangzhou, there are many spas and saunas. There are almost no blind massage parlors that offer serious massages like this. Sheng Chuncheng believes that there will always be such people in this city.
They like serious massages, like Professor Zheng and the old man, Sister Chen and Xue'er, and even Lao Wan, but not all like Mr. Yun.
Sheng Chuncheng thought about it, and his heart trembled. What if the boss and the others could add more services? What if they could add weight loss massage in that place?
For those people who sit in the office all year round and come out of the hotel with a beer belly, it will definitely be very pleasant if they go for a massage to relax their muscles and bones, and reduce their big belly and body fat.
welcome.
As for whether weight loss is effective, it's not that complicated. As long as you can make them keep losing weight like Zhong Xinxin, it is effective, and they will believe it. After believing it, they will patronize it more intensively.
Sheng Chuncheng's eyes lit up. He was very confident that the technique he had figured out was effective. Zhong Xinxin had already verified it. If he taught this technique to his boss and uncle and let them massage the shop,
Adding a weight loss massage service will surely boost your business.
Compared with the various slimming clubs in the society, blind people actually have another advantage, that is, normal people believe their words more and are confident that they will not be deceived by blind people. As long as the store starts this service, many people will definitely try it.
In the mood of trying it out, let these blind people try it on themselves. After trying it, if they find that the scale is off, they will give up.
Sheng Chuncheng was so excited that he sat up from the bed. He thought his idea was so good that he immediately wanted to go out and tell his uncle and the others. After taking two steps, he stopped again.
"The Indestructible King of the Great Village"
Sheng Chuncheng sat down on the bed again, fell down, and still stared at the ceiling above his head, struggling in his heart.
Just now, when he decided to go to a massage parlor, he found that he felt a little distressed and reluctant. This set of techniques was his own. Sheng Chuncheng also thought about opening a slimming club when he had money.
Specializing in weight loss massage, maybe this club will become famous and start recruiting franchise stores.
Thinking of handing over his tricks, Sheng Chuncheng felt that he was cutting off his own financial resources. He hesitated, so he retreated to the bed and continued to stare blankly at the ceiling.
When Sheng Chuncheng was thinking like this, he felt a little contempt for himself. He didn't expect you to be such a stingy person. Sheng Chuncheng thought about Mr. Zhang and the Taiwanese boss. They and the boss were strangers to each other, and they could all do it.
I reduced the rent for them and paid the rent, but I still came out of the massage parlor and my uncle was still there. Why am I so stingy?
Sheng Chuncheng also thought about the fact that when he came out of home and was desperate, it was his boss who took him in. He also learned his massage skills in the store. At that time, not only his uncle, but also other masters in the store also used their skills.
You taught him without any reservation, so why are you reluctant to teach them a set of techniques now?
Without them, what would you be doing now?
Sheng Chuncheng, Sheng Chuncheng, are you still a human being?
Sheng Chuncheng kept scolding himself in his heart, and at the same time made up his mind that he should teach them this technique. If their business is prosperous and they make money, he should be happy.
Okay, that's it.
Sheng Chuncheng looked at the time and decided to get up and cook first. He would go to the blind massage parlor tomorrow and tell his boss and uncle what he thought.
During dinner, Sheng Chuncheng and Ding Huamei talked about the blind massage parlor moving to Tuxiangyuan Hotel. Ding Huamei shouted:
"That's right. Our place hasn't been found yet. I didn't expect these blind men to find a place before us and go to such a high-end place."
"Yes, it was also the Disabled Persons' Federation and the two kind-hearted bosses who helped." Sheng Chuncheng said.
"Oh, why can't I meet such a kind boss?" Ding Huamei sighed.
"Why do you want to meet them?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
"The benefits are of course great. With just a few clicks of their fingers, I can save myself from struggling for several years." Ding Huamei said, "Also, if I change my place, it's hard to say whether I can keep my job. "
"What's wrong?" Sheng Chuncheng was startled and asked.
Ding Huamei shook his head: "I don't know, anyway, I feel that the boss is looking at me strangely recently. He probably doesn't like me. If I can be such a big boss on the list, I will kick this thing."
Before he could drive me, I drove him away."
Sheng Chuncheng then told Ding Huamei that he wanted to teach his uncle about weight loss massage tomorrow. Ding Huamei opened his eyes wide:
"Are you crazy?"
"What's wrong?"
"This is your core competitiveness." Ding Huamei said, "In terms of intellectual property rights, it is also yours. At most, it also belongs to Concubine Yang. What does it have to do with these blind people?"
"It doesn't matter, I just want to teach them so that they can add a service project."
"Whether they add more services or not, what does it have to do with you?" Ding Huamei asked.
"I came from there. The boss used to take good care of me. Also, my uncle is still there."
"Didn't you say that you want to use this to open your own store in the future?"
"Yes, but after teaching them, I can still open a shop myself. Hangzhou is so big, there will be no conflict with massage parlors, as long as they don't open next door. Besides, there are so many slimming massages in Hangzhou, so I just
After teaching them, they still have to compete with others."
"Okay, okay, you're right."
Ding Huamei buried her head in taking two mouthfuls of rice, looked at Sheng Chuncheng, shook her head, and said:
"I really found it with a lantern."
"What's wrong?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
"I didn't expect that my boyfriend was a Lei Feng."
Ding Huamei said and Sheng Chuncheng laughed.
Ding Huamei put down the bowl and said, "Come on, it's yours to wash the dishes today, Comrade Lei Feng."