Jiang Qian's voice was not loud, and he did not act deliberately, but when he said this, he obviously felt the little girl's eyelids tremble, and instinctively shrunk his shoulders.

Did I scare her, or was it just the wariness of the male guest?

Jiang Qian softened his expression and made his smile more sincere: "In this store, are there only you and the store manager?"

I didn't see any other service staff, which was contrary to the spacious space in the store.

"That's right, there are few customers, and the store manager and I are enough!" The little girl instinctively stepped back, and while keeping her distance, she couldn't help but look Jiang Qian up and down, "What are you asking for?"

"Pure curiosity," Jiang Qian looked around the store, "There are always so few customers, how can you make a profit......

Hearing this, the little girl smiled proudly, opened a hardcover book in her hand, and pushed it in front of Jiang Qian:

"Oh, the price code."

Jiang Qian's gaze moved downward, and he saw clearly what the little girl was showing off, and raised the corners of his mouth:

"Oh, it's just high-end service."

Death is expensive, death is expensive! is definitely rushing to kill the rich and help the poor.

"Now you know, right?" The little girl raised her chin, and this proud appearance was exactly the same as that of the late teacher Wang Fugui.

It seems that she chatted so much with Jiang Qian just to complete the target user screening at this moment.

However, the little girl couldn't find any signs of shock, annoyance, or embarrassment on Jiang Qian's face. She saw Jiang Qian inspecting the price code and nodded slowly; Hearing the other party, Yun Yufeng said lightly, "Okay, it's not expensive, let's try it."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the sofa waiting area.

Jiang Qian found an inconspicuous position to sit down, took out his mobile phone, and brushed it to cover up.

During this time, the young stylist glanced at him twice: once when he walked over the bar, and once when the young lady on his phone snorted. Only these two times, in addition to the other party's attention was on the lady's hair.

Jiang Qian quietly unfolded his observations, and the spiritual vision inspected the details of the entire store in 360 degrees, monitoring the stylist and the little girl at the front desk from different angles.

This process cannot be rushed.

Jiang Qian showed a lot of patience, laying the right conditions for later contact in order to grab possible key information.

To do this, he had to take the time to complete the necessary profiling of the target audience.

This young stylist and Wang Fugui's style are not compatible: unlike Wang Fugui's flamboyant and outward sex, the young stylist's dress and hairstyle are very restrained, and his appearance is ordinary and delicate, but he still retains a large number of male characteristics in his demeanor and movements.

What is the relationship between him and Wang Fugui?

Master and apprentice? Purely cooperative?

Speaking of which, except for the presence of Wang Fugui, the founder, on the plaque in this store, there are no other elements related to him.

What does this mean?

Jiang Qian suddenly found that an art painting diagonally opposite him had traces of recent replacement.

The edges of the art frame are stained with subtle abrasion marks, presumably from the previous painting.

Jiang Qian continued to lower his head and fiddle with his phone, a posture that made him seem unconcerned about his surroundings.

In reality, however, he is looking for the secrets that the head of the household is trying to hide. ….

This is absolutely necessary. He needs to sift through the information himself before considering whether to use official resources as appropriate.

At the same time, the young stylist also agreed with the noblewoman, and gradually began to work on it.

He skillfully spread the lady's long hair, gently picked up a lock of hair and clamped it between his fingertips, and operated the scissors with the other hand, Kacha Kacha, and trimmed the ends of the hair carefully and evenly; After combing a few times, he picked up a lock of hair from another tuft of hair with his fingers, repeating the operation just now, the movement was simple and smooth.

Will this be a licensee...... Jiang Qian calmly thought about all kinds of possibilities.

If the worst happens, he has to use his positioning glasses and ask for help. Exclude the opponent of the unusually powerful special case of his body

The emergency and life-saving artifact is enough for him to get out or delay to the official rescue.

About a full hour passed, and the styling was over.

The young stylist put away the dick, and the lady stood up elegantly, and carefully admired it left and right in front of the mirror for a long time, and finally showed a satisfied and restrained smile.

The two obviously exchanged a few more polite words, and the young stylist told them about the key points of daily care, and the two went to the front desk to settle together.

Well, a trench order, the slaughter is completed.

Civilized and decent way of hunting.

Jiang Qian is not in a hurry to catch up, the little game he just opened has not been cleared yet.

It wasn't until the young stylist came over from the front desk that Jiang Qian put away his phone and stood up decently.

"Hello sir, I'm the manager of this store, Applejack, how can I help you?"

The young stylist politely introduced himself.

His expression is not much, and the speed of his voice is moderate, but his strength to speak is a little insufficient, which dyes this originally delicate and clean stylist with a decadent and melancholy temperament.

Young men who carry this temperament are said to be lethal to women of all ages. At the same time, this temperament finally makes him look more like a fashion insider.

Jiang Qian smiled back: "Hello, Mr. Ajie, I am the internship assistant of Tangerine Entertainment, and I helped my artist sister consult about styling cooperation when I came over today."

Applejack wasn't too surprised, as if this kind of order wasn't uncommon for him, "Okay, can you talk to me if you need to ask which artist teacher it is?"

Jiang Qian replied: "That's the case, my artist sister is more picky in terms of styling, and she is also very eye-catching, she accidentally searched the works of Wang Fugui, the founder of your brand, on the Internet, and was shocked.

"I don't know when it will be convenient for Mr. Wang, let's make an appointment to meet and talk to my sister?"

The words were said without hurry, and Jiang Qian observed Applejack's reaction as he spoke.

Sure enough, when the other party heard the name of "Wang Fugui", his originally calm eyes suddenly flickered for a moment, and this flickering happened again when Jiang Qian asked about the "appointment time".

"That's a pity, Mr. Wang only accepts regular customers now, and he is not in Jinping." The young man finally lowered his gaze.

Abnormal.

The emotions didn't match what he expressed, and he was too nervous. ….

"That's it... But my artist sister is really persistent in this aspect, why don't you give me a contact information? Shall we consult with Mr. Wang ourselves?" Jiang Qian continued to probe.

"Sorry, that's not convenient."

The young man didn't give Jiang Qian a chance to continue grinding, he looked up into Jiang Qian's eyes and asked, "Excuse me, what kind of cooperation is it?" I am an apprentice brought out by Mr. Wang, although I am not as good as the teacher, but I am also a little famous in Jinping, I don't know if I can give it a try."

He was testing my true identity and intentions...... Jiang Qian maintains the warmth and politeness that an intern assistant should have in her initial work: "Ah, it is said to be a season-themed fashion show, and the main needs are hair and makeup, but considering the overall atmosphere, this stylist must also know how to dress and color...... Are these the areas you're good at?"

The other party was silent for a while, and then replied, "Yes, I can do these too."

"But I'm not sure if the artist's sister can accept it...... Jiang Qian hesitated and said casually, "Is Teacher Wang Fugui really not in Jinping?" My sister said that she saw him on the show two days ago, but she didn't have a chance to say hello......

As soon as this detail is thrown out, Applejack's reaction is even more interesting.

At close range, Jiang Qian even heard the subtle sound of the other party's upper and lower teeth unconsciously knocking together. This is a nerve reflex after being stimulated in some way.

It is conceivable that the other party is trying to control the reaction of the expression on the bright face, while ignoring the details in the dark.

At the same time, he also told Jiang Qian, this is in front of him

A young man may know the identity of Wang Fugui's licensee, or even more than that, maybe even know the last time the other party placed a copy.

So where is the information about Jiang Yang hidden?

Could this kid be the breakthrough...... Jiang Qian pretended to pick up the phone, walked to the side, and pretended to report the difficulty of the invitation to the artist's sister.

After a while, he walked back with the phone in his hand and smiled sincerely, "My artist sister wants to try your handiwork, Mr. Applejack, don't you mind taking a sample of me first?"

The target has been confirmed, and Jiang Qian decides to go deeper.

As long as he is given more opportunities to make contact, he will be sure to dig up more critical clues.

After all, he also has information in his hands that might be of interest to the other party.

Huh?

A whim suddenly popped up from Jiang Qian's mind: Is it possible that Wang Fugui is not dead?

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PS：

I went to the hospital today to see a tooth update a little late, and I made up for it at night!.

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