Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

Worried that Rong Yan is tired.

Fu Jingsheng asked her not to move and took charge of the whole process.

He rubbed circles on Rong Yan's belly with his fingertips.

Soon Rong Yan made a shy sound, and while the woman was getting involved, Fu Jingsheng stretched out her finger.

Rong Yan's toes tightened and her voice became louder unconsciously.

Feeling the woman's body trembling slightly, Fu Jingsheng gained confidence. It was the first time he used this method, but he didn't expect that she liked it too.

Fingertips curled up in the darkness.

Without the pain she felt before, Rong Yan let go even more.

After a while, Fu Jingsheng's arms were sore and he took a break.

He returned to his old ways.

Rong Yan instinctively begged for mercy: "Fu Jingsheng, let me get used to it first."

One finger can be docile, no wonder she always screams in pain when doing real work.

Fu Jingsheng controlled the intensity and took his time.

For some reason, Rong Yan was particularly thinking about tonight. She took Fu Jingsheng's arm and tried to make the two of them as close as possible.

The next day Rong Yan held her waist and went downstairs.

It’s clearly my legs that are sore, so why is my waist the one that’s sore?

Fu Jingsheng followed behind, half-smiling but not smiling.

If this continues, the servants will definitely think twice when they see Tie. He strode forward and naturally put his hands around the woman's waist: "I'll help you support her."

Rong Yan lowered her arms: "I have to massage my old waist."

She made an appointment with Shen Xingzhi, took Sayuri, and the three of them went to the club together.

Lin Wei just happened to be here.

The two met once, and Rong Yan appointed her to press her.

"Wei Wei, my back hurts. Do you want some cupping?" Rong Yan didn't hide it.

Shen Xingzhi smiled: "Why does it hurt?"

Sayuri then asked: "I got injured while hiking yesterday. It's all my fault."

"It's none of your business." Rong Yan saw Sayuri blaming herself and said quickly, why does this little girl take everything on her?

"About Fu Jingsheng, Rong Yan, you're not still fussing over it every night, are you?" Shen Xingzhi asked bluntly.

Several technicians nearby lowered their heads and snickered.

Rong Yan glared at her best friend: "What did you say?"

"Does it hurt here?" Lin Wei asked, tapping her knuckles.

"Ah! Right here, be gentle." Rong Yan frowned.

"It is caused by the squeezing of two forces. For example, there is a force below pushing you up. In order to prevent yourself from moving, you will use all the strength of your upper body to stabilize yourself. At this time, your waist will be squeezed up and down. It hurts, let me push it for a while, it will get better." Lin Wei came over.

Sayuri also laughed, didn't that mean she was hit too hard?

"It's so complicated, but to sum it up, it's excessive indulgence." Shen Xingzhi summarized.

"Shut up and stop talking about breaking up the relationship." Rong Yan threatened.

Several women in the box were joking with each other.

Near noon, several people finished their body spa treatments and left the club.

Lin Wei had dinner with his apprentice.

Song Meimei talked to the master about Rong Yan and the others, and the girl looked envious. She praised the relationship between Rong Yan and Fu Jingsheng.

The more this happened, the more Lin Wei wanted to take revenge. Why did Fu Jingsheng gain both wealth and love, but she had nothing.

Lin Wei nodded perfunctorily.

After Rong Yan and the others came out, they found a place to eat.

Just a few minutes after sitting down, Fu Jingsheng called. The man made an appointment for acupuncture and wanted to pierce Rong Yan's waist. The acupuncturist was extremely skilled. He said that he paid several times more before adding a number.

I will take Rong Yan there in the afternoon.

The woman choked her throat with a mouthful of soup: "My waist is very good, I don't want to pierce it."

"Would that person invite you to your home? Do you have moxibustion at home tonight?"

"Let my waist go, Mr. Fu. You really don't want to pierce it. I just pushed it and it's fine now. If you want to pierce it yourself, it's time to eat. Bye." Rong Yan hung up the phone directly.

Even if Fu Jingsheng is obsessed with traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture recently, he shouldn't get acupuncture for every problem.

Shen Xingzhi imitated Rong Yan's accent and joked: "Let my waist go, Mr. Fu."

Rong Yan held her chin and complained about Fu Jingsheng recently. He was not ill at all. He was just too tired, which led to poor mental health and muscle aches. He wanted to see a doctor and take medicine.

"No, I have to call him. Don't really call him home. If I don't stab him, he will let others stab him." Rong Yan was worried.

The phone call came back.

"Fu Jingsheng." Rong Yan ran to the side and whispered, "Don't prick me either. I think a few more treatments will be more effective than any other treatment. What do you think?"

"You can't live without sex." The man said every word.

"Goodbye." Rong Yan hung up the phone.

If he doesn't listen, don't listen.

The woman puffed her cheeks and returned to the box: "I really want to pierce myself."

Shen Xingzhi spoke for Fu Jingsheng: "Rong Yan, we are all medical students. We know that acupuncture has the benefits of acupuncture. It is better than taking medicine. You can also use moxibustion. Anyway, I quite believe it."

"Maybe it's better than massage, or I can ask Fu Jingsheng to join the queue for me. I made an appointment before, but I gave up after half a year."

Rong Yan thought about it carefully and realized that her best friend's words made sense. She sent a message to Fu Jingsheng that she would take Shen Xingzhi with her.

Fu's Building is brightly lit at night.

After the live broadcast room resumed, the company has employees 24 hours a day, and the warehouse has daily shipments. In order to deliver goods as soon as possible, the warehouse starts packing after each live broadcast.

It would be even harder for Lin Wei to take action again, unless she became an employee of Fu's.

She can be an anchor under her conditions, but as an anchor, she will definitely be recognized by her clients once she shows her face in public.

She could only try behind the scenes.

Lin Wei made an appointment with Guo An in the evening.

Guo An was frightened when he heard that the woman wanted to join the company.

Fu's assessment is very strict. He is not attacking Lin Wei. Lin Wei is in the sales business, but Gu's has no shortage of sales, and other positions require work experience.

Lin Wei asked where the warehouse manager was.

Guo An directly said that warehouse staff have higher requirements and can only choose from within the company, and it is impossible to recruit new people.

The man has his own selfish motives. He doesn't want Lin Wei to be in the same company as him. Even if Fu Jingsheng cancels the internal employee prohibition on falling in love, he is a security guard. If Lin Weizhen has the ability to manage well, the gap between the two will be even greater.

He was afraid that Lin Wei would look down on him.

I am even more afraid of other colleagues gossiping.

Guo An advised Lin Wei not to think too much. Fu even had a threshold for cleaning staff, and they had rarely hired people in the past two years.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, I won't try." Lin Wei compromised, but she was very reluctant in her heart.

Guo An held up the woman's face: "Wei Wei, the rumor is that one of us will be promoted to supervisor next month. They all said that I have the best hope, and the salary will also increase by then. I know you are not interested in money, but I am willing to give You, it’s okay if you don’t work.”

Lin Wei looked down on Guo An's salary of several thousand yuan, but he had this intention. The woman pretended to be touched: "Well, you still love me. The pressure of being a salesperson is too great."

"My dear, if I don't hurt you, who will hurt you? If you want to join a big company, you don't have to work there. I'll take you in after my shift, just like last time." Guo An entangled his fingers in the woman's hair.

"I thought about it, the stairs felt good last time."