After a busy afternoon, I went to get Zhang Jingyao's hair styling as usual at eight o'clock in the evening. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This time, I never met her disobedient daughter again, and the huge villa was empty, only Zhang Jingyao and An Guyue.

It can only be said that being rich is also a kind of loneliness, and of course, so is poverty.

When he returned to Diheng Garden, An Guyue surprisingly did not feel tired, he looked at his watch, it was just over nine o'clock, for the bustling Yunhang City, it was only the beginning of nightlife.

An Guyue suddenly remembered that in her previous life, she always didn't go home at night with a group of fox friends and dog friends, and collapsed in the bar drunk and dreamed of death, thinking that this was youth.

And after crossing over, it may have been affected by An Guyue's residual memories, and he never went to various entertainment venues again. Probably after all, there is still no one to accompany her, this shell has almost no good friends to talk to in the twenty-four years of life, except for the ex-girlfriend who once loved to the depths of her soul, An Guyue has nothing to rely on.

A group of people went to the bar to pick up girls and fish for Kaizi, and they had a good time; But when I go to the bar alone, I stay up lonely.

An Guyue didn't dare to say that he was lonely, but he did want to vent.

Without further ado, the corners of An Guyue's mouth hooked up a playful smile, instead of hiding in the dark basement of more than ten square meters and waiting for mold, it is better to go out and have fun.

After all, Diheng Garden is located in the center of Nancheng District, and the economy is prosperous, so there will naturally be no shortage of entertainment venues such as bars, KTV, and nightclubs.

An Guyue followed her memories and soon found a bar: Tianjie Night.

His sword eyebrows couldn't help but be raised, and the night of the heavenly steps was as cold as water, lying down to watch the morning glory Vega. The name of this bar is quite poetic.

As soon as you enter the door, it is a long corridor, which twists and turns, and if there is no fork in the road, it is estimated that anyone who comes in will get lost.

Two minutes later, An Guyue walked into the lobby of the bar, and a rush of flesh, alcohol, and perfume rushed into her nose, accompanied by deafening subwoofers, shouts, and moans.

An Guyue pursed her lips lightly and walked down the stairs.

"Sir, may I ask you, are you alone?" A sexyly dressed girl came to An Guyue's side with a wine glass, her eyes were like silk.

An Guyue was stunned, and said with a smile: "I am indeed alone, but I only want to be alone now." ”

This kind of woman's fat powder aura is too thick, as a stylist, An Guyue can't tolerate such a vulgar dress.

The bartender at the front desk is a handsome young guy who pours back and forth with a wine glass, and his skills are not bad.

"Hello, what's the cocktail?" The bartender glanced at An Guyue while mixing a toast to another customer.

"Have a drink...... Margaret's bar. ”

"Okay!" The bartender responded heartily, and was quickly drowned out in the cacophony.

……

An Guyue looked at the women writhing in the center of the dance floor, but there was no fiery emotion in her heart. Strangely, he thought that he would use his soul to transform this body by passing through and possessing this body; But unexpectedly, the fact seems to be that he is gradually being assimilated by the former "An Guyue".

"The main order is wrong......" An Guyue sighed faintly, and drank the cocktail in the cup, and the circle of salty salt smeared on the mouth of the cup made his lips hurt.

Suddenly, An Guyue's eyes froze, and not far away, an old acquaintance seemed to appear......

I saw a tall woman in a red cardigan fox fur wearing a white shirt walking in, her legs were smooth and soft, only a pair of dark black stockings, and her feet were covered with jade-colored transparent crystal high heels, and her delicate ten toes could be vaguely distinguished.

The corners of An Guyue's mouth hooked up a helpless smile, why is it her again, Song Ningqian.

He put away the wine glass on the table, stood up and wanted to hide in the distance, but he didn't expect Song Ningqian's big bright eyes to look over.

"Brother Lone Yue, why do you want to run away?" Song Ningqian stepped on the cat's steps and walked over with Nana, even though her body was full of alcohol, her voice was still clear.

An Guyue took a deep breath and said softly: "Store Manager Song, it's not too early, I'm going back to rest, and I have to go to work tomorrow morning......"

"Wait!" Song Ningqian sat opposite An Guyue, her delicate red lips opened slightly, and there was flattery in her eyes: "Don't call me Manager Song, call me Sister Ning Qian." ”

An Guyue nodded: "Sister Ning Qian, it's not too early, I'm going back to rest, ...... tomorrow morning"

"So that's how you treat the store manager?!" Song Ningqian's eyes suddenly burst into two terrifying lights, her pretty face was cold, and she pointed at An Guyue and said sharply.

"Believe it or not, I'll fire you from the Doctor tomorrow!"

An Guyue shrugged her shoulders indifferently and said softly: "Whether you are fired or not, it's all your business, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

Song Ningqian's beautiful big eyes looked straight at An Guyue, and after a while, a delicate smile bloomed on her face: "Brother Guyue, don't worry, I'll give you a chance to make a lot of money, do you want it?" ”

An Guyue threw the wine glass in her hand on the table, squinted her eyes and smiled, but she was not in a hurry to run away.

He crossed Erlang's legs, hugged his arms and asked, "Sister Ning Qian, it's really a coincidence to meet you here, I don't know what you are doing?" What are the opportunities to make a lot of money? ”

An Guyue didn't believe Song Ningqian's nonsense, the two of them originally met by chance, if Song Ningqian really had something important, why didn't An Guyue mention it when she went to work? It's just that he wants to see what kind of medicine Song Ningqian's gourd is selling.

Song Ningqian walked over with a smile, her white little hand gently held An Guyue's wine glass, and then poured the red wine in her own cup into it.

"Come!" Song Ningqian raised her wine glass: "Do it first for respect!" ”

I saw the girl raise her slender neck, drank half a glass of wine, did not show any drunkenness, and her eyes were still clear.

An Guyue nodded, and also drank it all.

"Okay, let's get down to business." An Guyue put down her wine glass and looked at the glamorous and amazing Song Ningqian.

Song Ningqian's head tilted slightly, covered her mouth and smiled: "Brother Guyue is really anxious, don't you want to drink a few more glasses of wine with your sister?" ”

An Guyue frowned: "There is still something to do, so I will leave first!" ”

"Wait!"

Song Ningqian's eyes widened suddenly, and her face became solemn: "An Guyue, I'll give you a chance to be a director, don't you want it too?" ”

An Guyue couldn't help but turn her head, her eyes couldn't hide her confusion, what did Song Ningqian mean by this, could it be that she wanted to dismiss He Qiliang and let herself take the position?

Song Ningqian pursed her lips and continued: "An Guyue, I don't believe you don't have any thoughts about becoming a director. ”

An Guyue nodded slightly: "So what?" ”

Song Ningqian smiled and high-fived: "As long as you agree to cooperate with me, then the day He Qiliang leaves the Doctor will be when you become the director." ”

An Guyue pursed her lips disdainfully: "He Qiliang left the Doctor?" Not to mention when he's gone, even if he did, I wouldn't be able to stay with the Doctor that long, you're just writing a blank check. ”

Song Ningqian shook her head and said: "An Guyue, I think you are a smart person, for now, the person who is blocking you from becoming the director is definitely not He Qiliang, but Cheng Wei." In any case, it is impossible for He Qiliang to continue working in the Doctor, and if he doesn't work hard, his age will not allow it. ”

An Guyue's expression was solemn, Song Ningqian's words were true, He Qiliang was in his thirties, if he still wanted to become a top stylist, then he must not continue to live in a small area like Doctor, give up his brilliant future, and be willing to be a small director, which is indeed unlikely.

Seeing An Guyue's contemplative expression, Song Ningqian smiled with satisfaction, and she said: "Guyue, I originally wanted to wait for you to talk to you when you go to work tomorrow, but I didn't expect to meet here, you can completely trust me, because it doesn't do you any harm to let you take the position." ”

"What's in it for you?" An Guyue frowned, the question he was most curious about was, as the deputy store manager, why did Song Ningqian keep wooing herself? She's not the store manager, so she doesn't need to go through such a lot of trouble.

Song Ningqian took a deep breath and said, "I only need a promise from you, that's it." ”

"What promise?"

Song Ningqian's tongue licked lightly along her lips, and said softly: "I just need you to promise that when I leave the Doctor one day to open my own barber shop, you are still willing to follow me as a director!" ”

An Guyue's eyes widened suddenly, and at this time he finally understood, it turned out that Song Ningqian had always held the idea of standing on her own!

Everything can be explained completely, before An Guyue did not rise, Cheng Wei was the candidate for Song Ningqian's wooing, so she turned a blind eye to Cheng Wei's bullying and oppression of An Guyue.

But when An Guyue showed a strength far beyond Cheng Wei, the best candidate in Song Ningqian's mind immediately changed hands, so she came to woo An Guyue.

He had to admire this woman's kung fu to change her face, her scheming was so deep, and she played all the big men of the Doctor.

"Why do you think I will cooperate with you, you are not afraid that I will completely repeat what you said to me today to Xu Changqiu?" An Guyue hugged her arms, and there was no look of joy between her eyebrows.

"Hehehe......" Song Ningqian covered her mouth and smiled: "You can tell him, but what good is this for you?" ”

"Xu Changqiu's subordinates are not short of barbers, he runs seven or eight barber shops at the same time, and he is the patriarch of Songting Company, you went to sue me for makeup, do you really think he will promote you to director?"

An Guyue's expression changed slightly, Songting Beauty Salon Co., Ltd. is one of the two major beauty salon giants in Yunhang City, and Doctor is a chain barber shop under Songting.

Song Ningqian is not wrong, Xu Changqiu, as one of the elders of Songting, has already reached tens of millions, and Doctor is just one of the many ways he makes a profit, and he can't care about a small deputy store manager's job-hopping.