Han Mo agreed, Happy Valley gave the money happily, 50,000 yuan was soon in hand, but he was a little helpless looking at the money, in the past, money was just a number for him, work is no longer for money, but a sense of achievement, is reputation is status, now look at the money, I can't help but sigh in my heart, they all say that Qian is a bastard, but it looks really good.

He paid a year's rent and set aside the living expenses of the little guy's kindergarten, and there was not much left of 50,000 yuan. If you want to make a decent living, you must hurry up and find a job.

This original main education has no academic qualifications, and there is no work experience to work experience, and a lot of time is not used in the right place, and it is useless to think about it.

But now is really not the time to criticize the original owner, Han Mo walked on the most prosperous central street in the northern capital, made a few job calls, and others directly refused as soon as they heard about his academic qualifications and work experience, and he was not even given a chance to interview.

I thought that although 50,000 yuan was not much, but there would always be some surplus after paying the rent and leaving the tuition fee, but I didn't expect that the northern capital of this world lived the same as him, and the rent was scary, Han Mo touched the little money left on his body, looked at the crowd of people walking in a hurry on the street, and unconsciously accelerated his pace.

On both sides of the central street stand all the best restaurants, the best bars, the best shopping malls, the best shops, as long as you can do business here, no matter what kind of business, it must be the top in the north capital, and of course the price is also top-notch.

Han Mo is a little aimless, he doesn't have much money on him, and it's no problem to support him for a month. It's not that he has to get a job today, but he can't do it for a minute while sitting at home.

In his previous life, although he was a top stylist in country Z, all the results were the same, it was impossible to achieve it overnight, he still remembered the days when he first worked in the store, although it was hard but very happy, he came into contact with different people every day, as long as he studied technology, there was no intrigue.

Han Mo thought about it, and unconsciously walked to the front of a store, and looked up at the signboard, "Nantian Styling".

A two-story small building, the outside looks simple and generous decoration, this kind of location, this kind of decoration, don't think much about the price, in the previous life as long as you go to this kind of high-end storefront, you can see your own photos, is treated as an industry leader, but unfortunately here, the money in your pocket does not even have the confidence to go into consumption.

Han Mo shook his head with a wry smile, and was about to leave, when there was a fierce quarrel in the store, it was not a quarrel but a person losing his temper, and everyone else was explaining something kindly.

The glass door is not very soundproof, and Han Mo used to be in this industry, and after listening to a sentence or two, he understood why that person lost his temper, and when he heard a key word, the steps that were already about to turn around and leave were retracted and hesitated.

"If you don't give me an explanation today, old ...... I'm not leaving. Meng Si brushed the back of his head in the air, the position of the original braid was empty at the moment, and the anger in his heart was even greater, "Just say change the style for me, whoever made you cut all your hair, who gave you the right." Meng Si said as he crossed his hands on his hips.

In the face of Meng Si's accusation, the unlucky stylist just stood helplessly, letting the powerful characters in front of him who seemed to be men and not women vent.

Meng Si's anger was not dispelled because the other party was silent, on the contrary, he pinched the orchid and pointed at his hair even more angrily, "1880, do you think it's worth the price? I don't care which big name you have cut your hair, just ask you, I'm worth it." ”

At this time, whatever the hairstylist said was wrong, so he simply didn't say it, the store manager was very embarrassed by Meng Si, their store is the most upscale store in the entire northern capital, and the people who can come to them to consume are generally celebrities, celebrities, and celebrities, in short, they are all public figures, which can come with a smile and return satisfied, it is this demonic man, who can toss out a little moth every time, and the hairstylist is afraid of him.

Meng Si saw that no one was talking, and his thin and small voice raised an octave again, "If you don't give me a satisfactory result today, no one will want to get off work."

Meng Si sat on the sofa chair with his butt and put on a posture of struggle.

The hairstylist is silent and looking for opportunities to be busy, what can the manager do, she is also desperate, whispering to the hairstylists on the left and right, all she gets is shaking her head, "I'm not going." ”

Meng Si was furious, "No one is there, right, you Nantian style is a leader in the industry, and now there is no one, right?" ”

There was an oppressive silence in the store...... Even the sound of breathing became noticeable.

"Yes!" Han Mo had already pushed the door in.

He was tall, standing at the door was particularly conspicuous, everyone's eyes looked in the direction of the sound, the manager heard that someone was willing to take the plate, and he was overjoyed, thinking that it was the hairstylist in the store, but it turned out to be a stranger, and he really didn't look like a person who had the ability to serve the uncle on the sofa.

"Who are you?" Before the manager could speak, Meng Si was the first to speak, squinting his seductive eyes and exuding a feminine aura all over his body.

Han Mo didn't look at Meng Si carefully outside the door just now, he just saw a figure, thinking it was a woman, and when he walked in, he found that this guy was a man, but he made a gesture...... However, Han Mo was also surprised by this, and just glanced at it without any change in expression.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's important that I can make you satisfied. Han Mo was confident and calm, everyone present gasped, and several hairstylists behind him smiled secretly, hum, there is a person who doesn't know whether to live or die.

Meng Si hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a wicked smile, he was a little surprised by the confidence of the young man in front of him, and at the same time knew that behind this confidence was not to learn from Lei Feng to do good deeds, "What about your conditions?"

"You're going to give me the same price. Han Mo could already hear the whispers of the people around him, and some people were even laughing at them without any scruples.

Meng Si stood up from the sofa chair, pinched his orchid fingers, and snorted coldly, "Young man, why are you?"

"I'm worth it. ”

"Hahahaha. After a burst of laughter, Meng Si put away his expression, "Yes, I'll give it to you, provided that you are really worth it." ”

Han Mo didn't speak again, and walked straight to the hairstylist who had been reprimanded by Meng Si just now, "Can you lend me your tools?"

The hairstylist was stunned for a moment, and then felt a little happy in his heart, no matter whether this guy who didn't know whether he could satisfy Meng Sijian or not, he didn't have to listen to the reprimand anymore, and quickly replied, "Yes." ”

Meng Si sat in front of the mirror in the center of the first floor, which was the position of the chief hairstylist who cut his hair, and the most expensive hairstylist in the northern capital.

The assistant in the store had the vision to put the cloth back on Meng Si, and stepped aside, and the hairstylists exchanged glances with each other, they didn't believe that Han Mo could satisfy Meng Si, they couldn't handle Meng Si's hair, and no one in the entire northern capital would be able to do it, and they dared to volunteer to cut Meng Si's hair, and they didn't think they could do it.

Han Mo stood behind Meng Si, looked at Meng Si in the mirror, and said calmly, "Your cheekbones are very high, your face is slender and long, the sideburns on both sides should not be too short, you should just leave it to the position of your cheekbones, your forehead is narrow and your temples are collapsed, you need to modify your face shape with bangs." There are also short people who try to fluff the top of their heads, which can increase the height slightly. ”

The more Han Mo said that Meng Si's face was more and more ugly, and it was about to explode, and the employees in the store around the mirror platform couldn't help but widen their eyes, this was the first time that someone dared to say to his face that Meng Si had high cheekbones, collapsed temples, and was short, although these were facts.

Meng Si's hand under the cloth had already made a fist, and if he was not satisfied with the scissors, he would tear off the cloth and throw it at Han Mo's face.

Han Mo was very calm, he had seen many more strange heads than Meng Si in his previous life, and there were countless stars who were more difficult to handle than Meng Si, the scissors moved flexibly in his hand, and as the short black hair fell to the ground, Meng Si's clenched fist that was ready to explode gradually relaxed.

The disdainful smiles on the faces of the surrounding hairstylists disappeared, and their expressions became serious, and they couldn't take their eyes off the movements of Han Mo's hands, textbook-like techniques.

Han Mo put down the scissors, picked up the hair dryer, and did the final steps, the hair dryer is not for styling, the hair he cut out never needs a special shape in the later stage, just to blow off the broken hair, the wind stopped, Han Mo hooked the corners of his mouth with a smile, staring at the work in the mirror.

"It's amazing, why haven't I seen you in Beidu before?" The hairstylist behind Han Mo couldn't help but exclaim.

They couldn't wait any longer, and hurriedly gathered around to study this hairstyle that they couldn't cut with their eyes, he used the hairstyle to perfectly hide the flaws of Meng Si's face shape, and at this moment they forgot that the person sitting here was Meng Si, and they were completely immersed in the admiration of Han Mo.

"Have you ever seen this technique in the United States before?"

"I've never seen this style in a league of its own. ”

"You won't have that kind of foundation without ten years. ”

"But judging by his appearance, he is only 28 years old. ”

"Beauty, his beauty and skill are so well combined. ”

After a few hairstylists whispered a conversation, they couldn't help but look at Han Mo, who was already standing aside.

Han Mo heard what they said, whether it was the previous contempt or the current surprise and worship, it was meaningless to Han Mo.

Meng Si suddenly stood up from the big work chair, ripped off the cloth on his body and threw it aside, and the hairstylists chattered on his head like a research head, which made him a little crazy.

Meng Si's reaction made the hairstylist, who was already relaxed, nervous again, and the manager gasped, didn't such a high level satisfy him?

But this time Meng Si did not walk towards her, but walked directly to Han Mo, and the eyes of all the people in the store moved with Meng Si's movement, holding their breath and not daring to speak, is they going to get angry again.

Han Mo looked coldly at Meng Si, who was a head shorter than him and walked towards him with anger on his face, and there was no ripple in his eyes.