Song Chunan was silent, but it did not affect the master's performance at all.

His eyebrows fluttered, and he pouted and waved his hand and said:

Coincidentally, that unlucky stunned young man was not a seamless egg, and he took the initiative to hand someone a handle.

He took the dog cubs of the landlord's old rich family as his son and raised them, and he also made a big show of his own tiger's mouth, and was complained of by someone who wrote an anonymous letter, saying that he was backward in ideology and consciousness and could not set an example for the people.

I see, this official is the end of his life! Maybe he will have to be beaten as a backward element and shaken off.

My boss has been waiting for the opportunity to be an official for so long, isn't this coming? Thank you to that unlucky guy, good man!"

The news finally came to an end, and the master looked at his brother expectantly, waiting for his reaction.

Song Chun'an was silent for a moment and turned his face to the other side.

"Master, I'm a little cold, hurry up and finish rubbing and I'll go to the pool to soak in the warmth, my daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law are almost finished washing, and they have to wait for me outside. ”

The master did not get the expected support, and he was a little disappointed.

But in the end, he is an advanced worker who does a line of love and love, never forgets to do his job well, hears the request of the guest, immediately cooperates, rubs it hard, and helps to give the pancreas again, so he warmly greets and retreats.

It is also because there are few guests in the bathhouse at this time, so he has so much time to idle with people here.

He is a veteran employee of the unit, and he receives a basic salary plus commission, so he has to find a way to satisfy every customer he has served, and strive to become a repeat customer.

This is the motivation and source of his enthusiasm for work.

As for secretly using the boss and his township chief's relatives as talking points in private, it doesn't hurt, who can really take it seriously?

Even if it is serious, it is nothing, if the people don't fight with the officials, can they still find the head of the township head?

It's not that he said, in the boundary of Dong'an Township, the township chief is the sky!

The sky is high and the emperor is far away, what he is holding is the thickest thigh, and he can walk sideways when he goes out, just pulling two idle stories behind his back, which is already very low-key, okay!

After the bath master finished his mouth, he was thinking about the commission he had received, and he had the good wish that he would be able to earn a steady stream of commissions in the future with another repeat customer, and he smiled secretly and happily, not taking it seriously at all.

Song Chunan will not have any other reactions.

He silently sank into the steaming pool and soaked, the water vapor filled his already lowered eyebrows, and he couldn't see the slightest mistake.

Half an hour later, Song Chunan dressed up and came out to wait for Li Shengnan and his wife.

He pinched the time very accurately, and before he waited five minutes, the two of them laughed and laughed.

Song Ci was covered in water vapor, looking up with a little white and red face, and ran to shout to his father to hug.

Song Chunan scooped up his daughter, kissed her loudly on her tender little face, and made her laugh, so he was satisfied to pull up her scarf and buckle her hat, carry a bag of dirty clothes that he had changed, and step out.

Li Shengnan went to the counter to settle the bill and refund the deposit first, carrying her own and daughter's dirty clothes in her hands, which were also tightly covered.

The family came out quickly, and Song Ci covered her empty stomach and shouted through the thick scarf urn:

"Dad, eat mutton soup!"

Song Chun'an also smelled the fragrance coming from the courtyard next door, and glanced at his daughter-in-law.

Li Shengnan pursed his lips and smiled knowingly, and quietly stepped forward and knocked on the door.

The iron door opened a crack, and the aroma of mutton soup diffused in the air became more and more intense.

Li Shengnan turned around and pointed to Song Chun'an, who was holding the child, whispered something to the woman who was vigilantly holding the door, and then took out the money and handed it over.