The Replacement for the CEO

Meet a fierce lady

I also arrived at a salon where I would do the treatment.

There are so many people who have done the treatment there. And I was quite surprised because one of them was a pretty famous model. This salon is a very nice salon.

I immediately met the cashier and handed over a paper that Mbak Sera told me to give to employees so that my treatment process could come first.

And sure enough, they immediately invited me a room where I was served in such a way. From the face, body, fingernails and feet, hair, everything is given the perfect treatment that I think is very comfortable. Worth the price is expensive, it turns out very in accordance with the service.

For hours I went through all the treatments until I was done. I got out of the room and sat for a while. I forgot to order a taxi.

However, when I was just about to order a taxi online, I suddenly heard a commotion from one of the customers.

"Ouch! Why your work is not right! I'm here pay! Just massaging my body you can't!"

A middle-aged woman with a sangar face was seen scolding an employee. The officer looked scared.

"Sorry, ma'am, if you want a massage, you better go inside. I'm not used to massaging in a sitting position like this."

"I don't want to! I want to get a massage while sitting down! Are you deaf!" The middle-aged woman looked even more angry. Strange, why should he ask to be massaged in a sitting position. Of course the employee could not because it was unusual.

"Here you go!" The woman also expelled the staff to stay away from her.

I rushed out because I felt uncomfortable in this situation.

"God! You are! Right here! Massage me fast!" said the fierce woman to me.

"Your face is like my masseuse. Just massage it!"

"But, Mom, I'm not..."

"I told you quick massage me!!!"

The scream of the woman instantly made my bones slip from the joints. With trembling steps, I approached and started massaging his back with my strength.

"Well, right? You are like a masseur. Your massage is very felt in my body. If the officer did not know anything about massage. My body time is just rubbed."

I also breathed a sigh of relief. Apparently this old lady fits my massage perfectly. But, is it true that my face is very similar to a masseuse? I also noticed his face from the glass of this salon.

"Already, don't look at the glass. Your face is very similar to the masseur I used to be. But, he's dead. Ever since I had a child, I've always used his services."

I just nodded. Keep on touching her until she tells you to stop. Sure enough, I massaged him for an hour more. Can you imagine what my hand feels like now.

"This is a tip for you. Thank you for giving me a massage. I feel better. Try to think of my advice to become a masseuse. You'll be a best-selling masseuse."

Mom gave me some red money. Oh, my God, that's a lot. I've never even been paid this much in a week. I also turned to look at the employees to give this money.

"Take it, Ma'am. We were helped because of Mama. Mom was here for the first time. We feel helped because Ma'am can serve him. We just hope Mbak becomes a masseuse so that the woman doesn't come here anymore."

Huh huh? Why so many people pray for me to be a masseuse. Oh, my God, is this my face a masseuse?