Chapter 19 Emotional intelligence can be practiced
Slightly petite in stature, about 1.63 meters tall. The pink long skirt has a lavender trim around the waist, which adds a bit of beauty.
She has short hair, a delicate face, and fair skin, like a porcelain doll. A very beautiful girl.
"Hello, Mr. Jing. My name is An An."
The voice is soft and delicate. It has an indescribable sweetness.
Jing Gao immediately felt at ease, smiled and nodded, "Hello."
A man of his age must have consumed foot baths and massages before. It’s not like he has to do those things.
By the way, the quality of the technicians at Lido Crown Spa is great! Regardless of their techniques and skin care products, their appearance alone shows their level of quality and is pleasing to the eye.
A sweet beauty, Jing Gao just met one yesterday: Xiao Qiao.
She has a pair of long legs and has the familiarity of an urban fashion beauty, but compared to An An, she is indeed a little inferior.
An An smiled sweetly and whispered, "Let's go to the second bedroom." Carrying the box, she followed Jing Gao.
Jing Gao was wearing the white nightgown provided by the hotel, which was simple, elegant, soft and comfortable. He lay down on the bed first according to An An's request.
The listener was introduced to various services in a soft voice.
I have to say, luxury!
A facial treatment costs RMB 5,888, foot bath, acupressure, abdominal massage, etc. starts at RMB 2,000. It also introduces the effects of various skin care products.
Thinking that he had just finished swimming, Jing Gao chose a one-hour full-body massage, and decided on a skin care product recommended by An An, a top French brand, and then started.
An An's little hands were smooth and had excellent touch. She said gently: "Mr. Jing, is my strength okay?"
Just chatting like this, Jing Gao's muscles were still a little sore after exercise. She was tolerant, understanding and adjusted at any time for any feedback.
It's unbelievably gentle.
It looks like the customer is God.
Listening to the soft words of the beautiful woman and smelling the fragrance, Jing Gao relaxed physically and mentally. It was very comfortable.
However, what Xiao Gao did later made him a little embarrassed. An An still understood in a soft voice and spoke in a polite manner without any overstep.
What about a formal place?
One hour and ninety minutes ended quickly.
Jing Gao sat up and saw An An sweating slightly on his forehead and a slight blush on his delicate and innocent face. I felt pity for her. The young lady worked very hard just now, so she said: "Just one more hour. Let you rest."
Next. How to check out?”
"Thank you." An An smiled and said softly, then turned around to get a bill.
The service fee column is 10%. Jing Gao calculated in his mind that it was about 800.
Jing Gao held a gel pen in his hand, checked the boxes, and then signed. He handed it to An An, "Wait for me a moment."
Returning to the spacious master bedroom, I took out the cash from the wallet given by Patek Philippe and ordered a thousand dollars.
The wallet shriveled up instantly. He had to go to the bank to withdraw some cash.
Jing Gao came out, handed it to An An with a smile, and praised: "Your skills are very good." It didn't mean anything else, he was very comfortable serving him, and he felt at ease physically and mentally. He didn't mind giving a little extra tip.
An An smiled sweetly and thanked her with a sweet voice, "Thank you."
This smile is really pleasing to the eye. A high-scoring beauty is a high-scoring beauty. Jing Gao laughed and asked casually: "Are you going to rest here for a while, or is there another place to rest?"
An An was a little embarrassed and said, "Is it okay?"
Jing Gao smiled and nodded, feeling suddenly that this girl could be taken down with some money and time.
He didn't know why he felt this way, but he felt it for sure. Could it be that he had been in contact with beauties a lot in the past two days, and he had naturally understood it?
Jing Gao went to the bar and poured her a small half glass of champagne, then came out with two small tall glasses and said, "Have a drink with me."
An An took the wine glass, gently stroking the strands of hair around her ears, and followed Jing Gao to sit in the small living room facing the street. The quiet night scene came into view. She took a sip of the wine, and a fragrant and soft taste poured into her throat.
"Mr. Jing, what kind of wine is this?"
Jing Gao smiled and said, "You want me to learn and sell now. The champagne recommended by the butler in the suite just now is Perrier-Jouët Belle Epoque. The year is 2013."
At this moment, Jing Gao's cell phone rang.
Didi.
I turned on the well and found that there were several unread messages from the massage just now.
The first one was sent from Yu Jiashi.
"Brother Jing, I am willing to work with you."
Jing Gao put the wine glass on the coffee table, smiled slightly, and replied: "Okay. Give me a call after you complete the resignation procedures."
Then it was from Xiao Qiao, just two simple words, "Good night."
Jing Gao's interpersonal communication skills are very average, and his words are not very thoughtful. After graduation, he pursued a career in art and design.
Who knows how he could get into this profession as a graduate of education?
Xie An said that he often chats to death with girls. To sum it up, he can sum it up in four words: his emotional intelligence is not enough.
However, Jing Gao bought a house yesterday and "failed" to invite Xiao Qiao on a date, and he learned a lot.
From these two words, he seemed to be able to understand Xiao Qiao's entanglement, anxiety, and hesitation, and finally gritted his teeth and sent it to him.
Therefore, be afraid of taking everything seriously. If you think carefully, your emotional intelligence can still be improved.
Jing Gao thought about it and didn't reply to this message.
If he still wanted to make an appointment with Xiao Qiao and take her to check out a room, it would be best to reply now. But he had been exposed to beauties more beautiful than Xiao Qiao one after another, and his thoughts about Xiao Qiao had become indifferent.
Hey, I really do have the potential to be a scumbag. I can change my mind in just one day.
Jing Gao smiled and looked at the message just sent by car model He Zixuan.
During lunch, she sent a bunch of licking words, but Jing Gao ignored her. Now she sent a picture of herself lying on her side in red pajamas. It was indescribable and showed off her hot and slender figure.
"Master Jing, it's time to go to bed, I'm so bored."
Crazy hinting.
Jing Gao took a sip of wine and said, "Didn't you go clubbing?"
"I have work tomorrow."
"I'm going to Xiangshan to take a photo."
Jing Gao thought for a while and replied: "Push it. Come and have breakfast with me tomorrow morning." Then he sent her location and put the phone aside. It was foreseeable that she would be "passionate as fire". He was too lazy to look.
After a while, An An, who was sitting quietly, had only the last sip of champagne left.
Jing Gao raised his glass and said, "Sorry, I just replied to a few messages."
An An smiled softly, toasted, and said understandingly: "Mr. Jing, it's okay. Thank you for the wine. Good night."
Jing Gao sent An An off, took a shower, changed into pajamas, lay down on the soft and comfortable big bed, and soon fell asleep.
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In the early morning, Jing Gao woke up. The fragrant morning sun seemed to fill the bedroom with golden colors and colorful colors.
"Damn, I forgot to close the curtains." Jing Gao suddenly remembered that he watched the night view in the master bedroom before going swimming yesterday.
It’s a new day!
Just after washing up, I received an excited call from He Zixuan. She had already arrived at the lobby on the first floor of the hotel.
Jing Gao asked his personal butler Anthony to bring her up.