"It seems that the money will be more high-profile in the future, what a special manager!"

Muttering in his mouth, Ma Yunteng walked towards the nearby Sky Eagle Modeling Center.

There are dozens of branches in Gangnam City, and this shop in the center of the city is the head office of Skyhawk Styling in Gangnam City, and the Skyhawk Styling Center has a total of ten floors, and ordinary people will not come here for a haircut at all, because the fees here are too expensive.

According to his understanding, even if it is cut by the most ordinary barber on the first floor, it will cost more than five hundred yuan, and the higher the Aquila Modeling Center, the higher the charge, the average person can't even accept the price of one floor, as for the floor above the fifth floor, people who are not really rich can't go up at all, because people don't accept it at all.

At this time, Ma Yunteng ordered a red double happiness and walked towards the first floor.

"Sorry sir, no smoking, thank you for your cooperation. As soon as Ma Yunteng walked in the door, he was stopped by a front desk service staff, who naturally flashed a trace of disdain on his face when he saw the red double happiness in his hand.

"Oh. Ma Yunteng casually snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray next to him, and strode towards the second floor.

"Huh?" The waitress frowned, and hurriedly chased after him to stop him: "Sir, the economic zone is on the first floor, and the second floor is a private customization area." ”

She could see at a glance that Ma Yunteng was just an ordinary person.

"What?" Ma Yunteng was slightly stunned, "Is there a little monster on the second floor?"

"Sir, you are really funny, there are no monsters on the second floor, but the fees on the second floor, I am afraid that you will ......" The waitress suddenly paused and continued: "In fact, the barber on the first floor of our house is also very good, and the fee can reach about ten times that of his peers!"

Forehead!

Ma Yunteng was obviously stunned for a moment, it turned out that he looked down on Lao Tzu!

At that moment, he took out the black gold card from his bag, looked at her and smiled playfully: "Can I go up now??"

Black Gold Card!

The reception staff at the front desk was stunned when they saw the card in his hand!

Especially the waitress, a stiff and ugly expression instantly appeared on her face.

Who would have thought that someone who smoked Double Happiness would actually have a black gold card!

Gasping violently, she quickly bent over, squeezed out a few words from between her teeth, and said, "First, sir, please here!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and pointed to the VIP elevator beside her.

She naturally knows what the black gold card means, and the starting amount is one billion, how can such a person arrange for him to get a haircut on the first floor? If the manager knows about it, she will be finished!

"No need!" Ma Yunteng waved his hand and suddenly said coldly: "Your company's hospitality is really special, I won't go upstairs, just on the first floor!"

Ma Yunteng saw the change in her attitude at a glance, and secretly sighed in her heart that this society is too realistic, but fortunately she has a Shenhao system!

"Sir, you sit down first, I'll make an appointment with the barber upstairs! How can the barber on the first floor be worthy of giving you a haircut, you drink water!" The waitress quickly took him a glass of water, and stood beside him slightly bent down and said politely, her forehead even overflowed with a trace of cold sweat, if such a rich customer was angry with her, then her work would definitely not be done.

Ma Yunteng took the cup and took a sip, and didn't say anything, he knew very well that such people were everywhere, and the way of survival of little people was just that, as long as it wasn't too much, there was no need to worry about this kind of person.

In just two minutes, a young man with a strange haircut walked down the elevator.

When he saw Ma Yunteng sitting on the chair, his face suddenly became cold, and he scolded the waitress coldly:

"I'm a barber on the sixth floor, and if I pick up the scissors and make two random strokes, it's a few thousand yuan in charge! The customer's consumption level should match the stylist's haircut level, do you know? Go back!"

The sound all came into Ma Yunteng's ears. He waved his hand at the waitress, and the waitress ran over in a panic when she saw it, and she was also embarrassed by what had just happened.

"Go. Call me the stylist on the tenth floor!" Ma Yunteng said with a smile with his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Sir, the stylist on the tenth floor only accepts the business of the four major families in Jiangnan City, and it costs 100,000 yuan for a fee, why don't I help you contact the stylist on the ninth floor?"

"No, you can just call the barber on the tenth floor to me!" Ma Yunteng directly threw the black gold card to the waitress and continued: "According to the price of the tenth-floor stylist, the first one year will be guaranteed, go!"

Yearly?

Hearing Ma Yunteng say this, the barbers on the first floor couldn't help but sigh long, with the fee standard of the barber on the tenth floor, it would cost at least 10 million yuan a year! Moreover, even if the other party only cuts his head once in a year, it will be more than 10 million!

This charge is an affirmation of the skills of the barber on the tenth floor, and it is also the commercial selling point of the Skyhawk Style!

The barbers on the first floor looked at Ma Yunteng sideways, with frightened expressions on their faces, and they could only sigh that their qualifications were too shallow, such rich customers were under their noses, but they were not qualified to serve each other!

"Sir, the payment is successful, you wait, the stylist on the tenth floor will come down immediately!" said the waitress very enthusiastically.

The barber on the sixth floor, who was just about to get on the elevator, heard this, but he paused, and went backwards like an evil spirit, he wanted to see why the stylist on the tenth floor was willing to serve him when even he, a sixth-floor stylist, disdained to entertain guests!

directly moved a chair, Erlang crossed his legs, and sat down.

In less than two minutes, the stylist on the tenth floor stepped off the elevator surrounded by a group of bodyguards.

His steps were neither hurried nor slow, and he couldn't understand why this guest didn't go to the tenth floor to get a haircut himself.

You must know that the average customer who comes to Skyhawk to cut his hair, even if he has only been to the fifth floor, is enough to brag outside for half a year, and this customer actually chooses to pay first, and is unwilling to go upstairs.

But I can't care so much anymore, since the other party has paid the money, then it is his honored guest, and even if people from the four major families come to him to cut their hair and give face, at most, it means a monthly subscription, but it is the first time that a customer like Ma Yunteng has directly paid for the year!

At this time, a lot of stylists have gathered in the hall on the first floor, and even the stylists on the seventh, eighth and ninth floors are very interested in coming to the first floor after hearing that someone has a New Year's subscription, and they all want to see who has such a big hand, and even the stylists on the tenth floor have been paid by him!

"Hello sir, it's a pleasure to serve you!" The barber on the tenth floor walked in front of Ma Yunteng and looked directly into Ma Yunteng's eyes, he did not bend down, as a barber on the tenth floor, this is still a bit of a compulsion, otherwise how to set an example for the barber downstairs.

"Oh, here we are, sit there. Ma Yunteng lazily stretched out a finger and pointed to a seat next to him.

Everyone was stunned for an instant.

"Sir, how can I give you a haircut when I'm sitting here?" asked the barber on the tenth floor, confused.

"Who said I'm going to let you give me a haircut? ”

Ma Yunteng smiled inexplicably, then turned around and pointed to the barber behind him and said, "This young lady, I think I have more eyes with you, can you help me get a haircut?"

Astound!

Everyone was amazed.

You got a barber for a year at the price of a 10-story stylist!

The most annoying thing is that you and the fuck called down the stylist on the tenth floor, and as a result, you let the family sit next to you and stare at it?

Looking at the beautiful barber who was speechless, Ma Yunteng smiled and said: "Hey, beauty, don't be stunned, your fees are too low, I don't have time to waste here." ”

The hall on the first floor was suddenly silent, and everyone was stunned.