The man was stunned and his smile grew stronger.

"Are you pretty?"

Yan Zheng rolled his eyes at the man angrily and did not continue to speak, concentrating on staring at the passers-by on the street through the reflection of the mirror.

When the man saw that others were ignoring him, he did not continue to ask for trouble and muttered in a low voice.

“Interesting~”

Then he sat on a chair in front of the store and kept looking at Yan Zheng with evil intentions.

The man stared at Yan Zheng for more than ten minutes, as if he was sure that Yan Zheng was a real customer for a haircut, and there was a bit of surprise on his face.

Then he took out the phone, turned his back and whispered a few words.

In less than a minute, seven or eight big men filed in from outside the store and rushed up to the second floor. Suddenly, there was a loud noise upstairs, including women's screams and men's scoldings.

The hand of the woman who was cutting Yan Zheng's hair shook unnaturally, and the blood on her face instantly faded, turning as white as if she was seriously ill.

In her absence, the woman's hair clipper was a little off, causing a small pit in Yan Zheng's hair. When she regained consciousness, the woman quickly apologized.

Yan Zheng waved his hands with a gloomy face. If he didn't know that there was something wrong with this store, he would be an idiot.

Not only is there a problem with the store, but also with the man who just spoke to me.

The sitting middle-aged man seemed to see the panic in the woman who was getting a haircut. He stepped forward and said gently: "Don't panic. I'll take you away after you finish cutting her hair."

The woman thanked her repeatedly and cautiously started to cut Yan Zheng's hair again. She was worried that the haircut would inevitably be much slower, and she was as cautious as holding a land mine.

After ten minutes of cleaning up, some disheveled men and women began to come down one after another from upstairs, followed by a plainclothes man.

The men and women were dejected. When they passed by Yan Zheng, they all gave him strange looks. He stood out among a group of drifters, making people unable to help but look at him more. Several of the drifters who had been arrested cast envious glances.

, seemed very lucky that Yan Zheng was not caught.

Being regarded as a fellow member who was lucky enough to escape the disaster, Yan Zheng rubbed his nose in embarrassment.

No wonder it was so secretive in broad daylight, the lights in the house were dim, and there were not many barbers in the shop. The only one who was wearing scantily clad clothes was behaving wildly. It turned out that he was selling dog meat.

Wash, cut and blow. I’m afraid the word blow may have something else to say.

It seems that I was thinking wrong. This shop is not a black shop, and they don't care about haircuts at all. Washing, cutting and blowing costs 300 yuan, and the full set is 800 yuan, which is a reasonable price. But doing this kind of business behind the scenes is really disgusting.

Yan Zheng wondered if all his good luck had been used up recently. He was a little disappointed and all the "good things" had caught up with him!

In the midst of depression, a familiar figure appeared in the mirror outside the door, and Yan Zheng subconsciously wanted to get up.

However, the clerk behind him held him down and comforted him: "Don't be afraid. If they don't arrest you, you didn't do anything. There is still a little more to be done. It won't be too late to leave after I finish doing it for you!"

Yan Zheng sat down again, but he felt a little uneasy about what he was doing here. What was Shen Pei doing here? How could he explain it to Shen Pei when he saw him in a place like this?

He told Shen Pei that he was here for a haircut, could she believe it? Yan Zheng's expression became extremely exciting as Shen Pei walked in.

Shen Pei opened the door and seemed to be familiar with the plainclothes middle-aged man. The two started chatting enthusiastically. Yan Zheng kept watching the two people talking from the mirror and began to hope that Shen Pei would not notice him. After chatting, he immediately

Walk.

Yan Zheng shrank down and tried to cover his body with the backrest of the seat. At this moment, the charming woman shouted: "Don't move, I can't handle you like this!"

As soon as the woman spoke, Shen Pei's attention was attracted. Even though Yan Zheng tried his best to hide himself, Shen Pei still recognized Yan Zheng in the mirror.

Shen Pei immediately shouted: "Yan Zheng usually sees you as sanctimonious, but I didn't expect you to be such a person!"

Yan Zheng let out an ouch and buried his face in his hands.

The plainclothes man next to him laughed loudly. After laughing, he explained to Shen Pei: "Your friend, he is indeed here to get a haircut. After so many years of working as a prostitute, this is the first time I have seen him come to a place like this to get a haircut."

I also doubted him. When I asked him, the young man's tone was very aggressive and he was confident and showed no sign of guilt. I sat and observed for a while and found that he really didn't know anything."

Shen Pei pursed his lips and said, "Don't be deceived by him. He is very thick-skinned. Even if he is really a prostitute, you can't see anything unusual from his face. This guy is just an old fox!"

The middle-aged man was surprised and said: "No way! I think this young man is very polite, he doesn't look like that kind of person!"

Yan Zheng hurriedly echoed: "Shen Pei, don't be slanderous. You don't know why I came here today! This store is in a good location. You can see the whole outside from the mirror. I can also stop by if my hair grows long."

Get a haircut and kill two birds with one stone!”

Seeing the two people quarreling again, the middle-aged man immediately stepped forward to act as a peacemaker.

"Hey! Stop looking and quickly give this young man a haircut."

As soon as the middle-aged man in plain clothes made a joke, Yan Zheng and Shen Pei immediately stopped talking, and the store suddenly became quiet, with only the buzzing sound of the electric clipper.

After having her hair cut and washed, the woman was going to help Yan Zheng blow dry his hair.

Yan Zheng grabbed the hair dryer, took out thirty yuan and stuffed it into the woman's hand.

"I can do it myself, so I won't bother you anymore. The guy next to me is still waiting!"

When Jianyi heard it, he was overjoyed.

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry! Let her dry you!"

Under Shen Pei's savage eyes, Yan Zheng gritted his teeth and sat on the chair.

While helping Yan Zheng blow dry his hair, the plain-clothes man said next to him: "Why don't you just do a legitimate job like this? If you earn income through your own labor, the money will be clean."

The charming woman was unhappy when she heard that, and immediately retorted: "I didn't steal, and I didn't rob. I make money with my own body, so how come I'm not clean!"

The man was speechless and silent, thinking carefully as if what the woman said was reasonable and he was powerless to refute.

Shen Pei said angrily: "You don't love yourself. Now you are young and beautiful and can make money from this. What will you do when you get old? How many years will you go back to your hometown and find an honest person to take over? All honest people owe you! I see.

Your barbering skills are also good, why can't you go the right way? One haircut costs 30 yuan, ten is 300 yuan, which is higher than my daily salary..."

Shen Pei chattered endlessly, and the woman muttered in a low voice: "The rent is free, how can I get paid as fast as a haircut!"

Yan Zheng listened to the woman's complaints word for word, and Yan Zheng could understand a bit of what the woman said. He was the boss and knew a thing or two about the difficulties of doing small business.

The rent is more than 100,000 yuan a year, with an average of 300 to 400 yuan a day. If the business is good, the rent will be enough. If the business is not good, the rent will not be enough even if the business is busy. There used to be a hairdressing shop next to Yan Zheng's shop. Later, because he could not make ends meet, the boss
Chapter completed!