Little Trouble in Big Shanghai
had an interesting welcome to shanghai recently.
after a long day flight into shanghai i decided to take an evening stroll before bed. i was staying the west end of nanjing road near renmin square and i'd barely stepped off the forecourt when i was approached by a woman offering a massage for 100rmb or a sexy massage for 400rmb.
normally my bullshit antenna would have been twitching furiously but it had been an early start, a long day, it was close to midnight and i was tired. the standard massage sounded just fine. particularly with the potential to upgrade if the going was good.
so off we go to the shop located on the second floor of a small shopping arcade near the hotel and just down the road from a police station. now i should have twigged when they didn't want money up front but the receptionist seemed very helpful and the girl i'd booked seemed nice too. so i stripped down for a massage but the girl went straight for the grope. another sign missed.
so here i am face down on the table and there's a pretty pathetic two minutes of back rub then it's a reach under for the grope again. i decline and she leaves the room for some reason then comes back. the same back rub, go the grope and leave the room repeats. twice. and still i'm oblivious to the warning signs.
after the third departure a chinese man (let's call him thug 1) comes into the room and blocks the door. it seems there's a problem. i haven't paid the room rental (2000rmb) that's clearly marked on a price list that's hidden amongst various massage related items on a low shelf. along with tips, girl fees, towel rental, laundry fee, oil fee and assorted other imagined charges i now owe 9980rmb.
yep, my 100rmb massage has, in the space of about 15 minutes, jumped to almost 10, 000rmb.
i'm trying to not laugh in thug 1's face because i intentionally don't carry much more than the 400rmb originally quoted. the conversation stays fairly civil but he insists that they are happy to take the fee off my credit card. i decline.
he insists that i should pay now because the charge is likely to rise but i still decline. i tell him i have very little money on me and nothing like what he's asking. he asks to see my wallet but i tell him i'm not showing it to him while we stand inside this little massage room. happy to go out to reception but i'm told that's not possible.
then another man (thug 2) comes into the room. the conversation remains civil but is becoming more forceful although they still haven't touched me. they again ask to see my wallet and i decline. they tell me that if i don't pay then they will cut off one of my fingers. i get the feeling that despite their bulk it's all a bluff so i decline yet again.
then, yet another man (thug 3) enters the room and i'm starting to get worried. this is a little room and there are now four hyped up men in here with the door closed. we're likely to all collapse from lack of oxygen. thug 3 doesn't speak but keeps up the serious stare while the first two alternate, trying to convince me to part with the cash. still declining.
they tell me that they have film footage of me 'reeping the girl'. initially i look around for a possible hidden camera but there's nothing obvious. then i realise they are talking about [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord123][CodeWord123][/url]. well that clearly didn't happen because she was going the grope and i was declining so thats confirmed that there is no footage. still i decline to pay up but it's getting pretty stuffy in the room.
next stage is they grab me and thugs 1 & 3 hold me down on the massage table while the thug 2 pulls my pants down around my ankles and then grabs some shots of my genitals on his phone. not something i'd want on my phone but there again there are some strange straight men in this world.
once that was done i was allowed to stand up and and get dressed. the next threat is that the photos will be going up on the web. not my first tilt at fame on the web but i'm not particularly stressed. no pain was inflicted in this little exercise until they told me i was 'very small'. ouch! still not paying but.
next step is to pin my left hand on the bench with the threat of a broken pointer finger. it was pulled back but well short of the breaking point. then out comes a drinking glass and the suggestion is to break the glass and use the remnants to cut off the same finger but the glass was never broken. just more words. then out comes a pair of pliers and the threat to cut the finger off but they turned out to be a pair of computer crimping pliers. they'd hardly do any damage with those. silly as it might sound i'm finding this really fascinating but i'm still holding out.
next up there was a fair bit of checking outside the door and in the passageway towards reception. curiously during all of this the women who were so plentiful when i first arrived were nowhere to be seen. so this is clearly not a one off event.
the next thing thugs 2 & 3 grabbed me while thug 1 threw a couple of plastic bags over my head and face. they told me they were taking me somewhere else which, i must admit, was starting to lift the stress level. once i left the building i would have no idea where i was and a reduced opportunities to seek help. but my immediate problem was that the head cover was plastic bags and i would suffocate before i got down the stairs. i complained about the lack of air and the bags were lifted to nose level. i then wound being marched all the way across the passageway to the room opposite.
in this room they opened a window and told me i was to jump out of the window. they said the police would say i was drunk and fell out and that would be the end of it. i knew i was only on the second floor and that there was a canopy outside the room i was originally in. so it was also likely that the canopy was less than a metre below this window as well. but there was a risk of them attempting to dangle me by the feet from this window to get me to pay up. at 100kgs the risk of being dropped was not worth it.
also there was mention of a compromise 3000rmb payment so i backed down. i should have just paid by credit card and got the transaction reversed but i really wasn't thinking as clearly as normal and i agreed to be escorted down to an atm to draw down the final agreed sum of 3500rmb. in cash. it seems i still had to pay the girl for the alleged 'sexy massage'.
another curious thing was that all three thugs supervised me at the atm but from a distance. none was watching over me or even keen to get a look at the pin number. even though it was now getting on for 2am there were still some people around and i was tempted to walk but i decided i'd had enough excitement for one day. once the cash was handed over i was free to go and i did
so, if you're wondering how it turned out. well, i got a happy ending
i spoke to the concierge at my hotel the next day about the previous nights adventures and they provided me with a lovely young lady to act as a translator. then together with two burly security chaps we returned to the massage place. it seems management were more than happy to negotiate a resolution and with the oversight of rent-a-thugs (on my side this time) we obtained a full, no questions asked, refund.
curiously it was decided that the local police, who were just up the street, would not be involved. it seemed a bit strange to me but it's their country and it's not up to me to tell them how they should run it.
so, i guess the moral of the story is 'if it seems too good to be true then it probably is'. or 'don't go out late at night when you're tired & emotional or just plain tired'.
and a huge shout out for the le meridian hotel for engineering a swift, smooth and discreet resolution.
good luck with your projects.
moresauce
Good outcall services in Shanghai?
Hi all,
I'm staying at the Grand Hyatt in Shanghai next week and I'm wondering if there are any reputable outcall services around that I can call (since most of the guides say that most of these are scammy).
Since it's the Grand Hyatt, I assume that I'll have to come down to collect the girl as well? Or will they be discreet enough to send her up to my room?