Chapter 77 Mr. Lan, Mr. Su [Please vote]
No. 38 shrugged, "Except for No. 8, no one cares about me!"
"Humph!"
Zheng Xiu snorted, "After a few days, when No. 8 is familiar with you, I won't pay attention to you anymore."
Aunt Hong cooked old duck and soybean soup. Zheng Xiu and Jiang Yu each had a bowl. No. 38 looked at them with envy, "Sister Xiu, what good things have you and 110 done? Why are there extra meals?"
"It's just a good thing!"
Zheng Xiu drank the old duck soup and sighed with delight, which almost made No. 38 drool.
No. 5 lowered her head and ate her meal quickly, but the customer still thought she was not strong enough, so she wanted to eat three bowls like No. 110.
But she can only eat two bowls at the moment, so she'll take it slow.
……
As soon as the four people entered the store, they heard someone shouting,
"110, you're here. 108, No. 5 is here."
Lao Jin came in with two men.
Jiang Yu and Zheng Xiu did not know these two men, but the boss did.
"Mr. Lan, Mr. Su."
The boss came out from the front desk and said flatteringly, "I'll take you three upstairs."
"no need."
The ordinary-looking man was Mr. Su. He waved his hand and said, "You go about your business. We just need to follow Old Jin upstairs."
The boss stopped and said, "110, 108, No. 5, hurry up and collect the lunch boxes and clock in."
No. 38 Acai took all the lunch boxes and asked them to go to work quickly. The person who could make the boss so attentive must not be an ordinary person.
The three of them walked to the front desk, and Jiang Yu extended his hand to lead them in the direction of the stairs, "Sir, please."
Mr. Lan was aloof and dignified, exuding the charm of a mature man. He glanced at Jiang Yu's eyes and eyebrows exposed outside the mask, then looked away and went upstairs.
Mr. Su hurried to catch up, and Lao Jin bowed to Jiang Yu and followed suit.
Jiang Yu and Zheng Xiu walked quietly behind the guests.
After reaching the second floor, Lao Jin walked ahead in two quick steps, "Mr. Lan, Mr. Su, go to the third floor."
When the two of them went up the stairs to the third floor, Lao Jin turned to Jiang Yu and the other two and said, "First, foot massage, then massage."
"Okay." Zheng Xiu replied.
Jiang Yu just nodded.
Sister Cai on the third floor came to greet the guests. Zheng Xiu took two quick steps and said, "We just need to take the guests. No. 5, go get some water first."
The foot massage rooms were all empty, and Zheng Xiu led the guests inside. "Please sit in room 8. After the foot massage, sit in room 12 opposite."
Mr. Lan nodded slightly.
Zheng Xiu walked to the door of package 8 at the same pace as the guests, "Three guests, please."
Mr. Lan put in 8 bags and stood in the middle without moving. Mr. Su said to Zheng Xiu, "Change the mattress sheet and armrest pads."
"Okay, wait a moment, sir."
Zheng Xiu pulled Jiang Yu to the waiter lounge, "It must be more serious than your mysophobia. He even changed the bed sheet in front of me."
Jiang Yu: "..."
Is she mysophobic? Where?
Zheng Xiu reminded Sister Cai, "Get new ones, the kind that have only been cleaned once and have not been used by customers yet."
Sister Cai went into the innermost part of the warehouse and started searching.
Zheng Xiu even asked for a new large towel for the footstool.
No. 5 had already put three basins of water in, and Zheng Xiu asked her to put more water in, with the water temperature slightly higher, because it would take some time to change the bedding.
In bag 8, three people were still standing.
Seeing Jiang Yu and Zheng Xiu coming back, Lao Jin smiled at them apologetically.
Jiang Yu and Zheng Xiu changed the orders quickly. They often cleaned the private rooms, so naturally they were not slow in changing the orders.
Mr. Su took out four disposable sheets from his bag and asked Jiang Yu and Zheng Xiu to spread them on the sofa and footstool.
After Jiang Yu had laid out the disposable bed sheet, Mr. Lan nodded slightly to Jiang Yu and sat down on the sofa that Jiang Yu had laid out.
Lao Jin said to Jiang Yu, "110, you press Mr. Lan, Mr. Lan is not very strong." Jiang Yu nodded, "Sir, please wait a moment, I will send these out, wash your hands and come back."
Mr. Lan just nodded slightly again.
After placing the changed bed sheet at the door of the lounge and handing it to Sister Cai, Jiang Yu went to the hot water room to wash her hands. Zheng Xiu also came in.
"I can't stand it. I've never seen such a perverted cleanliness obsession. In front of them, Ayu's cleanliness obsession is nothing."
Jiang Yu: "..."
What exactly is mysophobia? Does she have it?
After the three of them carried their wooden basins into the private room, Lao Jin waved to No. 5 Amin, "No. 5, press it for me."
Zheng Xiu put down the wooden basin in front of Mr. Su, "Please take off your shoes and soak your feet."
Jiang Yu responded in the same way.
Mr. Lan and Mr. Su did not move.
Mr. Su said, "Please help us, otherwise what should we do with our hands after we take them off ourselves?"
Zheng Xiu: "..."
She hates foot massage the most. Not only does she have to touch people's stinky feet, but she also has to encounter all kinds of weirdos.
If it weren't for the guest's distinguished status, she would have followed Ayu's example and refused the offer.
Jiang Yu asked Mr. Lan to sit on a stool first, and then turn around and sit on the stool to massage his back after soaking his feet.
Every step saved is a step saved.
Because she suspected that Mr. Lan would be unwilling to turn around in the tub after soaking his feet.
Is this habit of being nagging and complaining about this and that called mysophobia?
No, she didn't. She just listened to Sister Xiu and paid attention to hygiene.
After Mr. Lan sat down on the footstool, Jiang Yu squatted down, rolled up his trouser legs and took off his shoes and socks. The whole process did not touch Mr. Lan's skin. "Sir, try the water temperature and see if it's suitable?"
Mr. Lan's eyes fell on the plastic bag in the wooden basin. He hesitated for a moment, then raised his foot and slowly put it into the basin.
"Is the water at the right temperature?"
Jiang Yu's cold voice made Mr. Lan no longer hesitate, and his feet dropped directly to the bottom of the pelvis.
Seeing this, Mr. Su breathed a sigh of relief, and without Zheng Xiu saying anything, he automatically sat down on the footstool.
Zheng Xiu squatted down and took off his shoes and socks.
Because Mr. Lan paused before entering the water, Jiang Yu took the initiative to speak, "Sir, wait a moment, I'll go wash my hands."
Mr. Lan's facial expression finally showed some warmth, and he even opened his mouth.
"Bring a new towel for the massage, and ask the waiter to prepare the sheets for the massage room in advance, and you can change them when the time comes."
Jiang Yu: "..."
Should I thank you for thinking highly of me?
"Okay, sir, wait a moment."
Jiang Yu asked Sister Cai to find new large towels and to replace all the items on the 12-pack massage bed, including the pillows.
"When you are ready, don't spread it. The customer asked me to spread it."
Sister Cai asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"
"do not know."
Jiang Yu shook his head, "That's what the customer requested."
When Jiang Yu was washing her hands, Zheng Xiu and Amin No. 5 also came in.
Zheng Xiu complained, "Oh my god! I'm just serving my father today. If I had known, I might as well have pressed Lao Jin!"
Jiang Yu asked in a low voice, "Sister Xiu, is this called mysophobia? Is this called a disease?"
Zheng Xiu chuckled softly, "Yes! Mysophobia is a disease."
The three of them washed their hands, took some paper from the table in the lounge to dry their hands, and each took two new towels back to 8 Pack.
Jiang Yu handed the towel to Mr. Lan. Seeing that Mr. Lan nodded, she placed one on the armrest of the sofa.
"The first step is to massage the forehead, temples and the entire head, then the neck, shoulders and back. Sir, do you think there is anything inappropriate that you want to skip?"
Mr. Lan paused. "Can you try pressing it?"
"can."
(End of this chapter)