The two handsome hairdressers have prepared their tools and are eager to try. This is the real first order after opening. They must show their best skills. In the past two days, they have only been serving the boss, and they have been scolded all the time.
"Hai Hao, the two-color straight hair and ponytail style is definitely suitable for you. Do you want to try it?" Huang Yongping asked.
"It's Huanhuan." Wu Yahuan corrected angrily.
"Hey, hey, slip of the tongue, Huanhuan, what do you think? This time the order is free." Huang Yongping smiled and put his hand on Wu Yahuan's shoulder, and she immediately shouted loudly, "Take your dirty paws away."
The two handsome guys were startled, but Huang Yongping had long been accustomed to it. Which of Ding Fan's girlfriends was good-tempered? This brother, like himself, was a bit masochistic.
"Okay, what about the hairstyle?" Huang Yongping asked shamelessly, tilting his head, his big head almost touching Wu Yahuan's ears.
"Okay, okay, try to be as quick as possible." Wu Yahuan agreed, but what he thought in his heart was that if he was not satisfied, he would stop midway, and at worst, he would switch to a second place after he left.
"Just follow the hairstyle I designed yesterday. Don't make a mistake." Huang Yongping clasped his hands behind his back, looking like a little boss.
The two hairdressers quickly agreed, washing Wu Yahuan's hair diligently, and serving the rich beauty. They were happy and proud. The service must be top-notch.
"Xiaofan, you go ahead and do your work first!" Wu Yahuan said considerately. After one set of washing, cutting, dyeing and blow-drying, it would be good if it could be completed in three hours.
Of course Ding Fan couldn't leave, so he was forcibly dragged upstairs by Huang Yongping to drink tea. He had too many intimate things to talk to this brother, and he was very depressed!
A simple tea room was renovated on the second floor. Huang Yongping made Ding Fan a cup of tea, but he lit a cigarette, scratched his head and said, "Brother, this business is not going well!"
"Are there no guests?" Ding Fan asked with a smile.
"That's right, I contacted some friends, and they usually come to me for drinks and meals, but now I don't come with all kinds of excuses. I'm so powerful." Huang Yongping scolded.
"Brother Huang, don't be discouraged. Everything is difficult at the beginning. Once you become famous, I'm afraid you will be too busy to chat." Ding Fan advised.
"I really hope that day comes soon, otherwise, I will lose all my dignity."
"That day will come. Design more personalized hairstyles. Everyone who walks out will be an advertisement for the studio. Your creativity is invincible." Ding Fan encouraged.
"Hey, it's just because he's so invincible that most people can't accept it."
"The group the studio is targeting must be trendy people. Brother Huang, in this regard, you are the one!" Ding Fan gave a thumbs up.
After being praised, Huang Yongping became happy again, leaned forward and asked, "I see Ye Zi came to work today?"
"Yes, she saw you and said that Brother Huang's hair style is super unique and he is definitely the most eye-catching among the crowd." Ding Fan lied seriously with his eyes open.
"Haha, as long as you can be seen by Ye Zi, it doesn't matter even if no one comes." Huang Yongping was very happy. He was really a man with no prospects. "Actually, the most beautiful thing is Ye Zi's braid. It is simple and simple, and it makes people take a look.
It will be unforgettable for the rest of my life.”
Well, Ding Fan took a sip of tea. Why did he think of braids that hurt and strangled his neck?
After chatting here and there for about an hour, a hairdresser came upstairs and said that the hair was done.
"So fast?" Ding Fan was quite surprised.
"Hey, the most troublesome thing about doing hair is that it takes too long. This is the method I have figured out, less perming and more dyeing, focusing on styling. Brother, go downstairs and see the masterpieces designed by me." Huang Yongping is even better than Ding Fan.
Anxious, he ran downstairs with a smile.
When Ding Fan saw Wu Yahuan again, he couldn't help but froze on the spot, he couldn't believe his eyes.
Ding Fan understands the two-color straight hair as the kind of gradient color that looks fancy all over the head. As for Wu Yahuan in front of him, his hair is parted straight from the top of his head, with half red hair and half black hair, and there is a deliberate trim in the middle.
It can be said that there is a clear distinction between Jing and Wei!
Wu Yahuan tied up her hair from the back of her head, but it turned into a mixture of red and black. Overall, she looks like she has a super personality.
The first time he put the design into practice and turned it into his favorite work, Huang Yongping clapped his hands excitedly, "Haha, beautiful! I read that right, Huanhuan's temperament suits this hairstyle very well!"
Whether it works or not depends on Wu Yahuan's mood. With a worried heart, Ding Fan stepped forward and asked carefully, "Sister Huan, do you think it's okay?"
"Well, I took pictures of the left and right side faces. The styles are very different. I like it very much." Wu Yahuan looked at it again and again in front of the mirror. He was quite satisfied with the design and actually smiled.
Wu Yahuan was very picky, but being able to get her approval really made Ding Fan confident in Huang Yongping's vision.
"Huanhuan, can you be a model for us to take photos?" Huang Yongping shamelessly discussed.
The answer was of course no. How could the third young lady of the Wu family agree to be hung on the wall as a hair model, no matter how much money she was paid.
Huang Yongping could not help but be disappointed, but he was also polite and did not force the photo to be taken.
However, Huang Yongping's words gave Ding Fan an idea.
Yes, Fuyao has a model team. In fashion shows, hairstyle is also a very important part. If it can be done well, it can definitely be the icing on the cake.
"Huang Huang, I am very satisfied with this hairstyle design. I will give you a reward!" Wu Yahuan took out a wad of banknotes, at least five thousand, from Kun's bag and placed it on the table.
Yellow?
Huang Yongping couldn't help but was stunned. This title was really unusual. For Ding Fan's sake, he held back his anger and declined: "You are a younger brother and sister, and we agreed to give it for free."
"It doesn't matter, it's your hard work, otherwise, I won't come next time." Wu Yahuan said.
Huang Yongping needed encouragement, so Ding Fan motioned for him to accept it. Although he was embarrassed, Huang Yongping still accepted the first payment after opening, and walked the two of them out the door with a smile.
After taking Ding Fan to the door of Fuyao Building, Wu Yahuan rode away on his motorcycle, not forgetting to tell him to go back early in the evening.
After having lunch in the restaurant, Ding Fan called Fang Meiqian to the office and asked about the models.
Fang Meiqian was full of praise for Lan Shan. Under Lan Shan's rigorous and abnormal training, the models have made great progress and their overall temperament has been greatly improved.
Ding Fan is focused on the models' hair, but there are professional hairdressers in the fashion department who are paid. Ding Fan has seen her and had a haircut before. She is a slightly fat middle-aged woman who is busy all day long. What is her specific name?
Never asked.
"How many years has our hairdresser been working?" Ding Fan asked.
Fang Meiqian was slightly startled, not understanding why Ding Fan asked this, and replied: "Ai Shufen has been working here for a long time, and has worked here for more than eight years."
"Sister Qian, I think the hairstyles of our models are really not very creative, and they are not eye-catching enough when performing on stage," Ding Fan said.
"Xiaofan, Sister Ai is an old employee and is familiar with the models. She cannot be dismissed easily." Fang Meiqian said nervously.
"I didn't say fire her!" Ding Fan waved his hand and added: "But she should also make progress and not stay at the original level."