An Guyue put down the dustpan in her hand, looked in the mirror, and helplessly showed a wry smile. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The light-colored shirt he was wearing was now covered with dirt and dust, wrinkled and embarrassing, and it was originally made of linen, and after half an hour of manual labor, he could only end up looking poor.

Li Miaomiao, who was beside her, saw An Guyue's embarrassment, and her eyes turned red again unconsciously, in her impression, An Guyue was an arrogant and cold male god, and now she was bullied like this.

The girl raised her hand, and regardless of the white and tender soft water, she wanted to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

An Guyue couldn't help laughing, this Li Miaomiao is really cute.

He stretched out his hand to stop him and said jokingly: "What, Princess Li Miaomiao, let you sweep for a while and you can cry out aggrievedly?" ”

Li Miaomiao shook her head violently and cried in a low voice: "No, no, no......"

"Hehe......" An Guyue shook his head, he didn't want to pursue the previous things, as for the future, look at it! When I feel that Cheng Wei and they are bullying people too much, they will naturally give them a painful lesson.

An Guyue is gentle by nature, although sometimes a little withdrawn and weird, but she is never mean, and Anchen, like before the crossing, does not like to compete with others.

They are all people who believe in strength, so they don't bother to do intrigue behind their backs.

While he was talking, there was a sudden commotion at the door of the barbershop: "Hey, Mr. Zhang, why did you come so early today, don't you go to the company?" ”

Another voice was even more complimentary: "Mr. Zhang, you look so good these days, just like a little girl in your twenties......"

An Guyue frowned playfully, the first voice came from Cheng Wei, and the second voice seemed to be one of Cheng Wei's followers, and An Guyue was too lazy to remember his name before.

I saw an elegant and resolute middle-aged woman walking in quickly, and the two receptionists at the door immediately stood up and gave a respectful salute.

There is another person next to the middle-aged woman, who is the charming and enchanting Song Ningqian.

An Guyue has a vague impression of a middle-aged woman, as if Zhang Jingyao, the general manager of a large catering company, has a personal net worth of more than tens of millions, this kind of customer has always been the main source of profit for the barbershop.

At this moment, the brave Viagra who is fierce and brave on weekdays is like a pug, lowering his head and eager to lift Zhang Jingyao's skirt, An Guyue knows in her heart, she is afraid that this Mr. Zhang is Cheng Wei's old customer.

Zhang Jingyao waved her hand, quite a strong woman who pointed out the country: "Haha, what about Lao Xu, why didn't he come to the store today?" ”

Lao Xu refers to the store manager Xu Changqiu, who is the big boss behind the barbershop.

Song Ningqian next to her smiled, the shallow outline of the eyeshadow was full of style, she grabbed Zhang Jingyao's arm, and replied with a smile: "If Store Manager Xu knew that you were so worried about him, he would definitely have wings and rush over from home!" ”

Zhang Jingyao stretched out her hand and nodded a little on Song Ningqian's forehead: "Ning Qian, you, you, you are really good at talking!" ”

Song Ningqian tilted her head playfully, turned around, and whispered to Cheng Wei: "Don't hurry up and prepare!" ”

Cheng Wei nodded hurriedly, it was not yet nine o'clock, and many haircutting tools were not ready, so he looked at An Guyue with a commanding look: "Xiao An, you go to the storage room, take out four haircutting tools, and put them in front of my barbering table." ”

An Guyue, who was holding her arm to watch the excitement, was stunned, what does it have to do with me? Why do you want me to serve your own guests? Do you really think that if you hug the thigh of a female hotel owner, you dare to command me?

He pursed his lips disdainfully, stared at Cheng Wei for a moment, then nodded with a smile, and actually pulled a chair from his side and sat down straight.

I saw An Guyue with an innocent expression, sitting on a chair with Erlang's legs crossed, as if she hadn't heard anything.

Cheng Wei's face changed suddenly, he thought that Zhang Jingyao was coming, An Guyue would definitely not dare to be as arrogant as before, how could he think that his stinky temper would not change at all, and he would dare to make trouble in front of Mr. Zhang.

He can now be regarded as experiencing the feeling of riding a tiger, he took a deep breath and scolded angrily: "An Guyue, why are you still sitting there? Can't hear what I'm saying?! ”

However, it was not An Guyue who answered him this time, Song Ningqian in front of her had a cold face, and her fists gradually clenched. A bunch of waste, don't look at who's in front, intrigue is even intrigued! She said coldly: "Cheng Wei, hurry up and get out of here, do your own thing!" ”

Then he turned his head and showed an apologetic smile, elegant and graceful: "Mr. Zhang, I'm really disturbing you, you go wash your hair first, and you can get a haircut right away!" ”

Cheng Wei's broad face twitched, and he glared at An Guyue viciously, very good, kicked his nose in the face, didn't he? Lao Tzu will kill you in a while!

An Guyue exhaled helplessly, this time it was considered to have angered Cheng Wei and Song Ningqian.

Cheng Wei is okay, if he is offended, he will be offended, and Song Ningqian is not easy to mess with. Although she didn't say anything to herself, An Guyue could completely make up for Song Ningqian's mental activities at this time:

I'm so angry, An Guyue, a fool who has no eyesight, dragged it like 2580000 in front of Mr. Zhang, trying to find death!

However, Zhang Jingyao, the core of a group of people, smiled, didn't take the scene just now to heart, she nodded, and walked towards the shampoo room under the leadership of the reception mm.

Song Ningqian watched Zhang Jingyao go away, smiled after a while, and walked towards An Guyue, the sky-high black leather shoes "Let's da" rang violently, and the two snow-white and greasy thighs swayed back and forth, so delicate that there was no fat.

An Guyue shuddered violently, as if he realized that something was wrong, he just wanted to stand up, but unfortunately it was too late.

"Bang!" Song Ningqian kicked hard at An Guyue's stool, An Guyue couldn't control her balance, and suddenly fell to the ground with a "poof", looking like she was facing the sky on her back, where is there still half a point of calm and cold?

"An Guyue, I'll tell you! Zhang is always one of the most important customers in the store, if you dare to make any trouble in a while, you will immediately roll me up and leave! You're not welcome here! ”

Song Ningqian's pretty face was as cold as ice, and all the flattery that had been lost yesterday was swept away, leaving only a low anger to the extreme.

An Guyue got up from the ground, rubbed her aching knees, and smiled lightly: "Sister Ning Qian, don't be angry, if you want to let me go, just say it!" I don't want to serve yet! ”

With that, he patted his butt and walked towards the lounge, never looking back.

He originally felt that Song Ningqian's behavior yesterday was very strange, and it was absolutely impossible to really have any good feelings about him. Now that I look at it, I have clarified my guess. Whoever blocks Song Ningqian's promotion to the official and the road to wealth will have to die a miserable death; If anyone is likely to support her to rise to prominence, it is estimated that it is nothing to really sell her body.

Objectively speaking, Song Ningqian's approach is understandable, and it is also her own right to pursue what she wants, and others are not qualified to interfere. It's just that if Song Ningqian keeps going like this, An Guyue really doesn't bother to serve, damn, why does Lao Tzu want to learn art? Isn't it to avoid the worldly mediocrity of a bunch of mortals?

Song Ningqian behind her was slightly stunned, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with bitterness. She shook her head, and said nothing more.

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Cheng Wei looked at Zhang Jingyao in front of him and frowned.

To be honest, Zhang Jingyao's hair quality is not good at all.

Fluffy, fluffy, bushy and unmanageable, it is the legendary "sandy hair".

This kind of hair is difficult to do a good job of styling, Cheng Wei has tried all means to soften the "sofa", conditioner, nutritional hair cream, and moisturizing spray are even more common, but Mr. Zhang's hair is still unsatisfactory.

Zhang Jingyao seemed to see Cheng Wei's hesitation, pursed her lips, and asked softly, "How is it, is it still not good to do hairstyles this time?" ”

Zhang Jingyao is also very helpless about this, she has found countless designers, but few can give a satisfactory look, she knows her hair very well, it is indeed difficult.

Only Cheng Wei in front of him whimsically tied a side ponytail for himself, which is really much better than the previous shape, so Zhang Jingyao has been looking for Cheng Wei for care for half a year.

Cheng Wei swallowed his saliva, no matter what, he must not lose this local tyrant customer in front of him. Money is a trivial matter, the key is to get the approval of Song Ningqian and Xu Changqiu, and the probability of being promoted to director will increase greatly at that time.

He smiled: "Mr. Zhang, don't be too anxious, the maintenance of sandy hair is a long-term process, and now your hair has softened a lot, I believe that you will be able to do hairstyles after a while!" ”

Cheng Wei's words were actually against his will, a sofa as serious as Zhang Jingyao was almost impossible to recuperate, but he had no other way now but to use the "procrastination trick" and try his best to please Zhang Jingyao.

Mr. Zhang sighed helplessly: "Alas, then you should do some routine care for me this time, and then cut it a little, and continue to use the previous side ponytail......"

Cheng Wei's heart is tight, Mr. Zhang will not be disappointed, right?

He gritted his teeth and asked tentatively, "Mr. Zhang, why don't we ...... Get a perm? ”

Zhang Jingyao was slightly stunned and said, "Is the perm useful?" Isn't my sandy hair not suitable for perming? ”

Of course, it is not suitable for perming, Cheng Wei said in his heart, this kind of hair, if it is permed frequently, I am afraid that after three or five years, the hair will completely explode, dry and split ends, and then it will be completely hopeless.

But he has no other choice now, as long as he takes good care of himself, he will definitely be able to maintain it in a year or two, maybe he will fly solo a long time ago, even if Zhang Jingyao is dissatisfied, can he still give him a ban order?