(It has nothing to do with this chapter, to be clear, there may be a little more female characters in the early stage of this book, but this has something to do with the nature of the protagonist's work, and the barbershop must have many more customers than men, so don't think that the male protagonist is a brute...... ）

"Hello sir, this is the tofu soup that the gentleman at the next table ordered for you. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The hotel waiter brought a pot of tofu soup, and the fog was steaming.

Cao Jun frowned, looking at this pot of white tofu, with a few green spinach leaves, it really didn't look good. He picked up a piece with chopsticks, which was unusually bland, and the taste was also very unpalatable.

"Damn, what kind of medicine is sold in this kid's gourd, if it was on the set, Lao Tzu would have dumped the script in his face!" The red-faced man Wang Jiangtao was not in a happy mood, and he drank again, and he was already angry at this time.

Cao Jun smiled and said softly: "This kid is very interesting......"

"Lao Wang, do you know what this tofu soup is called?"

Wang Jiangtao shook his head.

"Also known as jade white jade soup! Back then, when Zhu Yuanzhang was downtrodden and went to Huangjue Temple to be a monk, someone boiled a pot of tofu soup with rancid tofu and spinach root, Zhu Yuanzhang was so hungry that he was shocked after eating it, and when he asked the name, it was called jade white jade soup, no wonder it was so delicious. ”

Later, Zhu Yuanzhang became the emperor, and he still felt that he was not addicted to eating all the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and stubbornly thought that the best delicacy in the world was the bowl of jade and white jade soup. So the emperor issued a holy decree to reward the kind people who made him jade and white jade soup back then, and wanted to eat it again. ”

As a result, well-wishers stood up, boiled a pot with the same raw materials and unchanged recipes, and after Zhu Yuanzhang drank it, the sour water in his stomach was about to vomit out. What, it's clearly just a pot of rancid tofu soup......"

Wang Jiangtao frowned, vaguely aware of An Guyue's intentions.

Cao Jun smiled again and continued: "This kid is very arrogant, he sent us a bowl of tofu soup, and his intention is also very clear. ”

"It's us who are down now, not him! We are holding the contract here, we can't make a film, and we are in a hurry, but at least we can live a nourishing life. We are now Zhu Yuanzhang before his career, and he is a beggar in the final analysis, at this time, even if a pot of rancid tofu soup is served to us, it may solve our urgent needs! ”

Wang Jiangtao's eyebrows couldn't help but become a little dignified, a pound of white wine in his stomach, he was already drunk, but now he became sober again.

People with such exquisite minds are afraid that they really have to have a bit of hard work, right?

"To put it bluntly, this kid is forcing the palace. He knew that we were short of makeup artists now, and he estimated that he would be able to do a little bit of three-legged cat work, but he just refused to bow his head. I gave him a minute to introduce himself, and he just didn't give a damn. He has already grasped our psychology, and it is true, we are more anxious and panicked than anyone else now......"

Wang Jiangtao frowned, picked up a piece of tofu with chopsticks and ate it, and didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, he finally sighed, and his expression was not as excited as Fang Cai: "Then what should I do, a dead horse should be treated as a live horse doctor?" Although the words are spoken, Wang Jiangtao's heart is still uncomfortable, after all, he is also a director-level figure, even if he is not a high-end director in the entire industry, but he can still make a bunch of third-tier stars and small models grovel on weekdays, and now he is actually riding on the head by a hairy boy, how can he be willing?

Cao Jun shook his head helplessly and said, "Lao Wang, I think you are too arrogant, you really think you are some kind of artist...... After all, isn't it a second-rate director who graduated from a second-rate college?

Sometimes, the head can't be raised too high, you think this is noble, but there are always some people who are a lot taller than you, as soon as you walk in front of you, you find your posture, it turns out to be called looking up, and people look at your eyes, that is called overlooking. ”

"What you really should do is to keep your eyes flat, only in this way, no matter who you face, you will never fall behind!"

Wang Jiangtao's face changed suddenly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a bitter smile.

Cao Jun continued: "Actually, the two of us are similar, and I thought at first that this kid must be fishing in troubled waters. But now that I see this bowl of tofu soup he sent, I think this person is worth it! Anyway, we have no choice now, instead of taking a risk, we can only wait for death, it is better to give this guy a chance. ”

Wang Jiangtao clenched his eyes hard, his teeth rubbed against each other, and finally he nodded: "Damn, Lao Tzu will give him a chance today!" ”

I saw Wang Jiangtao stand up, a big man of more than one meter and eight meters was powerful, he walked to An Guyue's table in three or two steps, his huge eyes stared straight at An Guyue, and his face was pale.

After a moment, he threw down a business card and snorted coldly:

"At eight o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, you don't need to bring makeup tools, No. 24, Futa Street, High-tech Industrial Park, Nancheng District, Shengchang Advertising Creative Company."

After only saying such a sentence, Wang Jiangtao turned around and left, without even looking at An Guyue.

An Guyue, who was eating deliciously, smiled and put down the chopsticks in her hand.

He looked at the business card on the table, and the trendy PVC matte material was very exquisite.

It seems that I have to take a leave of absence the day after tomorrow......

An Guyue smiled and stuffed the business card into her pocket, and began to continue to solve the bowl of wonton noodles in front of her.

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The next day, An Guyue finally realized what it means to be in the city.

For barbers, popularity is growing exponentially.

If a customer thinks you have a good craft, you will probably recommend it to your girlfriends tomorrow, and if you can really stand the test of the masses, then you will soon become a well-known figure in the world of urban styling.

Since I styled eleven customers yesterday afternoon, four or five people came early this morning, saying that they wanted to make an appointment with a handsome barber named An Guyue.

Therefore, after a busy day, An Guyue became tired and became a dog again, but this is undoubtedly a good thing for him.

After he finished packing up the tools on the barber table and cleaning the ground, he saw that the time was almost eight o'clock, and was about to pat his ass and leave, when a call suddenly came from the door:

"Teacher An!"

An Guyue turned her head suspiciously, and found that it was a strange woman she had never seen before, wearing sunglasses, short hair with ears, and an ordinary appearance, but her gestures were very sharp.

An Guyue said: "Hello, is there something wrong?" ”

The young woman smiled and nodded: "Hello Mr. An, I am Mr. Zhang's driver Xiao Yao, Mr. Zhang sent me to pick you up and take you to her villa!" ”

An Guyue suddenly realized, he was busy all day, he almost forgot about this stubble, and promised yesterday to go to Zhang Jingyao's villa at eight o'clock every night to style her.

He touched his hungry stomach and sighed helplessly: "Okay, then let's go now!" ”

The young woman looked at An Guyue's movements, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Teacher An, if you feel hungry, you can eat something nearby first, and then it's not too late to go over." ”

An Guyue hurriedly waved her hand and said, "No, no, let's fight quickly, I'll finish styling Mr. Zhang and then eat!" ”

The young woman didn't shirk anymore and walked out of the barbershop with An Guyue.

As soon as he went out, An Guyue saw a silver Audi A8L parked on the side of the road, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

2008 w12, 6.0L displacement! How can this set not be more than two million, nearly three million?

Zhang Jingyao is really rich......

Xiaoyao's technology is very good, the driving speed is not fast but very stable, coupled with the excellent shock absorption performance of luxury cars, An Guyue felt like she didn't feel much at all, so she came to a high-end villa community.

"This is the community where Mr. Zhang lives." Xiao Yao handsomely turned the steering wheel with one hand, and the car turned along the rockery path at the entrance of the community.

An Guyue secretly said to himself, this community has its own rockery, artificial lake, and forest, but there are only thirty or forty villas in total, and he has never seen such a luxurious community in his two lifetimes combined.

He frowned, according to his memory, although Zhang Jingyao was rich, his net worth was only tens of millions at most, and he was afraid that he would not be able to put all his family property on a set of properties.

How can someone who can live in such a community not be a billionaire? Could it be that Zhang Jingyao is not just the owner of a chain restaurant?

An Guyue suppressed her confusion, stylist is a relatively private profession, especially the higher the level of stylists, often inadvertently come into contact with the private life of customers.

At this time, a firm sense of confidentiality is particularly important, and if you are just a stylist, you can only complete your own work. There are so many random guesses, and I can't be sure that one day I will get into trouble.

"Teacher An, it's here!"

Hearing Xiao Yao's hoarse voice, An Guyue looked up and saw that a three-story European-style classical style villa had appeared in front of her.

At the door of the villa stands a row of oil lamps, lit up by sporadic lights to illuminate the dark night. On both sides of the path, there are fragrant flowers, and from time to time you can hear one or two insect chirps, which is full of life.

An Guyue inhaled deeply, only to feel that even the smell of the air here was out of the glitz of the world, and it was no longer like the skyscrapers in the city, wrapped in the copper smell of money.

I have to say that Zhang Jingyao's taste is really not low, such a villa, even in An Guyue's eyes, is full of exquisite design, and it is difficult to find any flaws.