"Bro, I think you're a bit spleen-deficient. Our company recently learned some traditional Chinese medicine techniques during training, but we're running out of time..."
Damn!
Gao Hong felt like a thousand silver needles were stabbing his back.
The foot massage business isn't exactly forbidden, but it's always been a bit of an under-the-table industry in cities.
It's one thing for these shops to be hidden in the streets and alleys of the city, but...
Selling food at a stall or toys is normal.
But you foot massage people, what's going on with setting up a stall too!
Just when Gao Hong was feeling awkward, a man carrying a sign approached.
"Hey guys, why not sit down and get a foot massage while you wait?"
He Chunming smiled broadly, "Look at how long that queue is, who knows when your turn will come. We've got someone in the line; all you have to do is sit, get a foot massage, and someone will naturally bring over the delicious food for us."
