Chapter 125

Qin Ze took out the gold card and handed it over.

The receptionist took the card, glanced at it, and the smile on her face immediately became more respectful.

"So it's a Supreme Member, please come this way, sir."

She led Qin Ze into the main entrance.

As soon as he entered, Qin Ze was shocked by the interior decoration.

In the lobby, dark marble floors were laid, and the lighting was soft and not dazzling.

In the center was a huge rockery with flowing water, the sound of water gurgling, giving people a feeling of tranquility and distance.

All kinds of priceless artworks were placed around, and several calligraphy and painting works that looked expensive were hung on the walls.

A faint sandalwood fragrance floated in the air, making people feel relaxed just by smelling it.

The receptionist introduced as she walked:

"Sir, our Golden Coast Club mainly provides health massage, bathing and dry steaming, wine tasting parties, acupressure, foot therapy, and other services..."

"If you have special needs, we can also customize private services for you."

"If you have a private party, we can also arrange it for you here!"

Qin Ze nodded, his gaze sweeping around.

Just at this moment, a familiar voice came from behind:

"Qin Ze?"

Qin Ze turned his head.

Gao Hui was wearing dark casual clothes, walking towards him with big strides, his face full of smiles.

"Damn, I thought you looked down on my place and wouldn't come!"

Gao Hui walked over and slapped Qin Ze on the shoulder.

Qin Ze laughed:

"I said I would come to show my support, so I definitely had to come."

Gao Hui looked him up and down, then turned to look at the receptionist beside him:

"This is President Qin, my buddy."

"From now on, when he comes, take him directly to the VIP box."

"And don't recommend any messy projects, just provide the 'dragon service' directly."

The receptionist nodded quickly: "Okay, President Gao."

Gao Hui looked at Qin Ze again and waved his hand:

"I'm paying for all your consumption today!"

Qin Ze waved his hand:

"That won't do."

"I promised to come and show support, so I must spend money today to support you, brother."

Seeing his insistence, Gao Hui didn't stand on ceremony anymore.

He turned to the receptionist and said:

"Call No. 16 Wei Wei over, and have her provide all the top-tier projects to my brother."

The receptionist responded and turned to make arrangements.

Gao Hui patted Qin Ze on the shoulder again:

"Brother, go and relax first, get a massage."

"When you're done, come up to my office on the top floor, and we'll drink tea and chat."

"Okay."

Gao Hui turned and left.

The receptionist led Qin Ze through a long corridor and arrived in front of a carved wooden door.

She pushed the door open and bowed slightly:

"President Qin, please."

Qin Ze walked in.

This was a VIP box, very large, at least thirty or forty square meters.

The room was covered with soft carpets, and the lighting was warm yellow, dimmed quite low.

In the center was a wide massage bed, and beside it was an aromatherapy machine, emitting white mist.

A set of exquisite tea sets was placed in the corner, and several folded bathrobes were on the shelf beside it.

The overall atmosphere was both private and comfortable.

The receptionist introduced the facilities in the room to him, then quietly retreated and closed the door.

Qin Ze changed into a bathrobe and lay on the massage bed.

Not long after he lay down, the door was knocked.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, and a technician wearing the club's uniform walked in.

Qin Ze looked up and was stunned for a moment.

This woman had a face so exquisite it was unbelievable.

Her features were three-dimensional, her skin fair, her eyes big and bright, and her eyelashes thick and long.

Her lips were coated with a layer of light pink lip glaze, looking moist and full.

Her hair was tied into a high ponytail, revealing a fair and slender neck.

And her technician uniform.

Was a white slim-fit short Chinese-style cheongsam, with a very low neckline, revealing a deep cleavage.

Below was a high-slit cheongsam skirt, the hem reaching the middle of her thighs, revealing a pair of straight and slender legs.

She was wearing white soft-soled slippers, her ankles slender and fair.

To be honest, this face and this figure, if placed on a short video platform, would definitely be a million-follower internet celebrity.

But she was here at the Golden Coast Club, working as a massage technician.

Wei Wei walked in and first bowed slightly to Qin Ze:

"Hello, Boss, I am No. 16 Wei Wei, serving you today."

Her voice was soft and sweet.

Qin Ze looked at her and sighed inwardly.

Gao Hui's top card really had something.

"Hmm, thank you for your hard work." Qin Ze said casually.

Wei Wei walked to the massage bed and first adjusted the scent of the aromatherapy machine.

Then she applied some essential oil to her hands and started massaging Qin Ze's shoulders.

Her strength was just right, neither too much nor too little.

Her fingertips pressed on Qin Ze's shoulders, the force going from shallow to deep, step by step.

Qin Ze closed his eyes comfortably.

"Boss, is this strength okay?" Wei Wei asked softly.

"It's okay."

Wei Wei's hands massaged from his shoulders all the way to his back.

Her technique was very professional, and every acupoint was pressed accurately.

Qin Ze felt his entire back relax, as if he had unloaded a heavy burden.

Qin Ze thought carefully!

This could be considered his first time coming out for a proper massage!

And now his entire back was facing a completely strange woman!

Qin Ze still felt a bit embarrassed.

"Wei Wei! This is your pseudonym, right?"

Wei Wei nodded.

"We all use pseudonyms in the company! It's also for the sake of our employees!"

Qin Ze asked with his eyes closed.

"How old are you this year?"

"Twenty-three."

"How long have you been in this line of work?"

"More than two years."

Wei Wei answered while massaging.

"Then how much can you earn a month doing this?"

Qin Ze asked so much purely out of curiosity.

Wei Wei was silent for two seconds, then said in a low voice:

"It depends on the situation... every technician's situation is different. Like me, when things are good, I can make twenty or thirty thousand."

Qin Ze understood in his heart.

A massage technician earning twenty or thirty thousand a month definitely didn't just rely on ordinary massage services.

But he didn't continue to ask.

Wei Wei's hands slowly slid from his back to his waist.

Then, she asked softly:

"President Qin, would you like an essential oil back massage?"

"Okay."

Wei Wei got up, took a bottle of essential oil from the cabinet beside her, and poured some into her palm.

Then she returned to the massage bed and applied the essential oil to Qin Ze's back.

Her palms pressed against Qin Ze's skin and pushed slowly.

The essential oil carried a warm feeling, mixed with the temperature of her palms, spreading across Qin Ze's back.

Qin Ze felt all the pores on his body open up.

Wei Wei's technique was very slow and meticulous.

She pressed carefully on every inch of skin with her fingertips.

Qin Ze closed his eyes, feeling the temperature of her fingers, and suddenly felt a bit dazed.

During this period of time, he had been in a state of nervous tension every day.

Lying here now, being pressed like this, he finally felt it.

Actually, sometimes coming out to relax is quite good!

Just at this moment, Wei Wei's hands suddenly stopped.

Qin Ze opened his eyes and turned his head slightly.

He saw Wei Wei standing by the massage bed, looking at him with flickering eyes.

Then, she reached out and pulled the curtain beside her.

Qin Ze raised his head abruptly, looking surprised:

"Beauty, what are you doing?"

"It's broad daylight, why are you pulling the curtain!"