Before he could react, he was pressed into a chair.

In the next second, I had inexplicably started to wash my hair. The simple and rough movements made her wonder how this hair salon had survived to this day.

Isn't this a complaint?

I opened my mouth to say something, but in the end I didn't say anything. Forget it, isn't it just a haircut, people are professionals, so it shouldn't be unsightly.

Relaxed, allowing the man to fiddle with her hair.

It's just that I watched the long hair that was already over the waist cut shorter and shorter. I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. How short is this going to be? The last time I had short hair, it seems to have been in elementary school. I remember not particularly liking it at that time.

So it's been long hair ever since.

Eh, this is to cut bangs? Except when she was very young, she never had bangs. Isn't it ugly?

The brow furrowed more and more, as a way to express doubts about the slowly forming hairstyle.

About half an hour later, the original waist-length hair was cut to shoulder-length hair. The oblique bangs, the layers are clear, and Wen Ning is a little surprised to see it. This man is really powerful. I changed my hairstyle, and I suddenly felt a lot more fashionable than before.

Shao Jinglan was obviously also very satisfied, her eyes were full of appreciation, "Not bad." As he spoke, he took the card out of his pocket.

Unexpectedly, the man waved his hand, "It's rare for you to bring your girlfriend here, and I won't charge you money this time." ”

Girlfriend? Wen Wen Ning was stunned.

"What nonsense, it's all said to be colleagues." Shao Jinglan punched him.

Depend on! This person actually treated the elders like this, and he was warm and surprised. It's rude, isn't it? But the middle-aged man didn't mind at all, and continued to joke with him very naively.

What's going on?

Thinking back to the previous Uncle Li, he emphasized several times that this Shao Jinglan is not the same kind of person as them.

It seems to be a little clear at this point.

"This, where is this going?" After cutting their hair, it turned out that they were not going back to work.

"You think you're done with just a haircut?"

"Then what else?" She asked, puzzled. It's not going to be for her to have plastic surgery, is it? If so, then she still doesn't want the job. It's better than moving bricks!

"You'll know when you get there."

Soon the two stopped at an optical store.

"Why are you here?" After getting out of the car and seeing the signboard clearly, Wen Wen asked puzzled.

"You can change your glasses."

"Huh? What's wrong with the glasses? ”

"Nothing is right," the man said, rolling his eyes, "go inside." With that, he walked towards the gate.

"Oh, no, my glasses were just changed last year!"

"That's the right time to change it again this year."

"But ......"

"Don't worry, it won't be deducted from your salary all at once. It is possible to pay in installments. The man said as he walked.

"No, wait a minute!" Wen Wenning chased after him, "Why are you like this!" "The clay figurines are still three points earthy. Although she has a little bit of a nest, she is not without temper.

"How am I?"

"Just, even if you're the director, the staff's glasses shouldn't be under your jurisdiction, right?"

"I don't want my assistant to look like a stunned young man who just graduated from high school."

"You ......"

"Remember, you're going to be dealing with authority figures. Image matters. ”

"I ......"

"Or do you not want to work hard in the first place? If so, then please. ”