Today, it’s an appointnt with a female client. In fact, she booked it the day before yesterday. She ca for a massage this morning and very generously bought out all of Cecilia Wilson’s appointnts for the day. This ans that once Cecilia finished the massage for this female client, he could rest for the rest of the day. So when Fifth Master Foster called early in the morning, it was natural for him to say that Cecilia was busy. After all, it’s not really lying; there’s truly sothing to take care of.
Cecilia was driven outside. His uniform was a bit thin, and he shivered, his slender body getting lost in the crowd.
The manager knew this wasn’t sothing he could resolve, likely because of Cecilia, and his anxious gaze scanned the crowd, eventually spotting Cecilia, who was huddled among them.
"You see, it’s quite cold since you’re here. Please co inside to cool off, and I’ll let Cecilia help you relax." He carefully accompanied with apologies, knowing that Fifth Master Foster’s temper was notoriously bad. Not only was the Foster Family wealthy, but they also had so astonishing connections, which everyone had heard of to so extent. Otherwise, those people standing below wouldn’t be so submissive; upon hearing it was Fifth Foster, no one dared to cause any more trouble, each one frozen like an ice sculpture.
Fifth Foster said nothing, turned around, and entered the room the waiter had arranged for him a mont ago.
"Everyone, I’m really sorry. All expenses today are on the house. I truly apologize..." The manager’s waist nearly bent to the ground. Making so money these days is genuinely not easy, and now, right at the start of the year, this happened.
"Cecilia, hurry up and go." The manager grabbed Cecilia’s skinny arm, his face turning white. It was his first ti seeing such a big scene.
"I already have a client today." Cecilia said softly, frowning and daring not to show any emotion. His arm hurt from being pulled.
"You don’t need to worry about these things. Just go quickly." The manager was on the verge of going crazy. If it dragged on any longer, the whole building could be torn down.
Cecilia rubbed his hands and had no choice but to quickly walk into the room.
"Mr. Foster, is there anywhere you’re not feeling well today?" Cecilia asked softly; he always spoke in a low voice.
"You’re busy today?" Fifth Foster raised an eyebrow, looking at Cecilia standing by the door. His thin little figure looked as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind. It seed he had been freezing outside, as his face looked much better now that he was in the warmth.
"There’s a client who booked my entire day today. I work the early shift from eight in the morning to six in the evening, and she bought all that ti, so I can’t give massages to other clients today." Cecilia answered honestly. He probably knew that this Fifth Foster wasn’t an ordinary person.
From the mansion he stayed in, to the things he used, even today’s grand scene, weren’t things or arrangents that ordinary people could have or do.
"A whole day? How much is it?" Fifth Foster seed interested and asked Cecilia in a low voice.
"It should be..." Cecilia quickly calculated in his mind. A full set is one thousand two hundred and eighty-eight; for five, that would be over six thousand, right?
He really wasn’t able to calculate the exact number, so he could only give the amount he could co up with: "Seems like it’s a bit over six thousand. I’ll only know the exact amount when I get my monthly paycheck."
"How much do I pay you each ti?" This matter of paynt was sothing he wasn’t clear about, as it was always arranged and settled by the housekeeper. He had never cared about such things, and normally it wasn’t sothing he should worry about.
"Double, regardless of which type you do, whether it’s a full set or a longer duration, it’s always paid at double the price." Cecilia’s voice was still small, but Fifth Foster could hear it clearly.
"There’s also an extra three hundred each ti, for transportation expenses." Cecilia rembered that each ti there was an additional travel fee of three hundred, since they had to go on-site, so there was extra transportation cost given.
This would be considered a very generous client.
Fifth Foster frowned, as if he had discovered so issue: "Because the money I give isn’t as much as others, you’re not coming to give a massage today?"
How was Cecilia supposed to answer that? He was montarily stunned, lowering his head in a bit of a daze.
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