The Assistant's Job

I woke up early today, perhaps because I slept too early last night, or perhaps because I was too excited about Ren Tianxue.

I heated up my favorite custard buns for breakfast and made a cup of milk, placing it on the table.

Picking up my phone, I saw that I had two missed calls from last night, both from Li Mengqing?

Shen Qiong was about to call back when he suddenly remembered that she only saw him as customer service for Lucky 100%. He decided not to get his hopes up.

He arrived at the shop, Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, precisely at seven o'clock. First, he cleaned the place, then randomly drew a few names from the re-appointment box and notified them to come in the afternoon.

After finishing all this, it was almost eight o'clock, and he began to make tea.

Just then, a white BMW with a 90% turnaround rate slowly drove into Gudao West Street. Normally, unless it was a million-dollar sports car, it would be difficult to attract so much attention.

But this BMW, costing nearly 400,000 yuan, captured the eyes of most people on the street because the driver was Ren Tianxue, who was meticulously dressed up.

A smile played on her lips; it was clear she was very pleased with her appearance today.

Shen Qiong saw the car stop in front of his shop from a distance and muttered, "Could one of today's appointments be a big client?"

He was stunned the moment he saw Ren Tianxue emerge from the car.

He had seen Ren Tianxue without makeup before, but this was the first time he saw her with makeup on. If the natural Ren Tianxue exuded an aura of extreme purity, then the Ren Tianxue before him radiated the beauty of an intellectual woman from head to toe.

Since she was coming to work, her attire wasn't overly flashy. A plain short-sleeved dress fell about two inches above her knees, neither too short nor too long, just the right length, revealing her smooth and slender jade legs, making it hard to look away.

Ren Tianxue's smile felt like a spring breeze, and she greeted Shen Qiong, "Good morning, Master Shen."

He took a deep breath, telling himself to stay calm. He picked up his teacup and drank it in one gulp.

"Am I beautiful?" Ren Tianxue asked, spinning around with a smile to give Shen Qiong a better look.

Shen Qiong chuckled and nodded.

She was very pleased with his reaction and asked with a giggle, "Then tell me, how did you know what I'm good at?" She blinked her eyes like a curious child.

Shen Qiong grinned. He couldn't exactly say he saw it on WeChat, could he? He calmly replied, "Heaven's secrets are not to be revealed."

Ren Tianxue pouted, "Okay!"

Shen Qiong spread his hands, as if to say, believe it or not!

She crossed her legs and sat on a nearby rosewood chair, curiously asking, "What do I need to do?"

"I have two appointment boxes. The first-time appointment box needs to be organized every hour, and the information of the booked clients should be given to me, so I can decide who to meet," Shen Qiong continued after taking a sip of tea. "As for the re-appointment box, you can select a portion of the clients, and I will give you the final list. You can then directly notify the clients by phone or text message to arrange their meeting times."

Ren Tianxue knew that many people complained about how difficult it was to get an appointment with Shen Qiong. Her eyes lit up, and she asked, "I get to select them?"

"Yes, the information for first-time appointments needs to be fully organized for me to choose from. That's a lot of work. Secondly, for re-appointments, you can pick about ten to twenty people, and I'll give you the final list," Shen Qiong nodded.

"My usual practice is to see twelve clients a day, with an equal number of first-time and re-appointments. You must schedule the clients' fortune-telling times carefully; each session lasts thirty minutes."

She took notes as Shen Qiong spoke.

"That's about it. Also, when clients arrive, greet them briefly. That shouldn't be difficult, right? A slight smile from you is enough to make the client happy!" Shen Qiong said with a playful smile.

She secretly thought to herself, this guy sure knows how to talk.

In the teacher's office at Xilin Elementary School, Yuan Jiancheng was staring at his phone with a worried expression. It dropped again, it drops every day. If it keeps dropping, I'll borrow money to add to my position. I refuse to believe it!

Yuan Jiancheng, who had been trading stocks for five years, was very frustrated because the stocks he bought had dropped again. Other stocks went up and down, but the ones he bought had been steadily falling for half a month, giving him a sense of utter defeat.

He glanced at his watch, calculated the time, and hurriedly told his colleagues to cover a couple of classes for him. He then took a car to Shili Street.

One Friday afternoon, Yuan Jiancheng overheard some parents discussing Master Shen. Driven by curiosity, he searched for information about Master Shen online, and this search gave him hope.

Everywhere online, when people talked about booking an appointment with Master Shen, there were always complaints, saying it was too difficult, like winning the lottery. Of course, that was an exaggeration.

The more he learned, the more Yuan Jiancheng felt that Master Shen was magical and might be able to change his luck.

He had lost too much money in the stock market and had terrible luck; he needed a change of fortune.

For this reason, Yuan Jiancheng made time every Saturday and Sunday to try and get an appointment, and he would even wander around Shili Street specifically to increase his so-called "appointment success rate."

It could be said that Yuan Jiancheng had tried every method to meet this Master Shen. As his stocks continued to fall day by day, he became increasingly anxious, and finally, last night, he received the successful appointment text message. Yuan Jiancheng was excited for a long time that night.

But looking at his watchlist, which was mostly red, with only the stocks he bought going against the trend—a single green amidst a sea of red—Yuan Jiancheng felt heartbroken.

Since most of his watchlist was green, it meant his stock selection wasn't the problem. Yuan Jiancheng felt he had fallen victim to the curse that most investors complained about: buy and it drops, sell and it rises.

He sighed and finally arrived at Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, rushing inside.

Anyone who saw Ren Tianxue for the first time would be stunned, especially in this economically deprived suburban area where it was rare to encounter a beauty of this caliber.

He put on an awkward smile and greeted Ren Tianxue. Upon learning that the beautiful woman before him was Master Shen's assistant, his reverence for Master Shen became like a surging river, endless and continuous.

For Yuan Jiancheng, Shen Qiong was his only "lifeline" at the moment. Shen Qiong looked up and saw the burning desire in the guest's eyes with his first glance.