A matter of life and death, the ghost realm has a narrow escape from death.
We still have to worry about marriage, which is difficult to change.
Ding Fan looked confused, why: "President Huang, I'm still single. I have no say in Brother Huang's choice, right?"
"You have no shortage of beauties around you!" Huang Fu was anxious and told the truth. They coughed to resolve the embarrassment. Huang Fu sighed and said bluntly: "Xiaofan, I won't hide it from you. Yongping used to live in debauchery. I
My wife and I are always worried that he will act randomly. But now I deal with models every day, but I never mention which one I am interested in. Is it..."
"no!"
Ding Fan immediately shook his head. The first thing he thought of was that I suspected that his son was a loser, so he quickly changed his tune and said, "What I mean is that Brother Huang can walk among thousands of flowers without even a leaf touching him. He must have something in his heart.
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"I don't care which family the girl is from, as long as I can bring one home." Huang Fu directly reduced the request to the minimum.
Not to mention that Sikong Ye had the absolute favor of his master, and his personality of never showing mercy when taking action was able to lower Huang Fu's demands to an even lower level within three days.
Kev!
I haven’t seen Huang Yongping for a long time. After Ding Fan left, he rushed directly to his new studio.
There are many luxury cars parked in front of the door. In an era of flaunting individuality, the high price has not stopped the enthusiasm of customers. The five-story hairdressing studio is considered large-scale in Jingyang, and the interior has been decorated in a simple and personalized way.
Walking into the spacious foyer, several more hairstylists arrived, and they were all busy. The boss behind the scenes only showed up to ask the new hairdresser to come over and say hello, "Hello, sir, what services do you need?"
?”
"Is Brother Huang here?" Ding Fan asked.
"Boss..." The shampooer glanced upstairs and said, "The boss just went out."
"I saw his car was still there."
"Maybe, just take a shared bicycle and go."
Ding Fan chuckled. Everyone came here to get personal advice from the hair stylist. Huang Yongping was even afraid, so he didn't see them all.
"Brother Huang, I came downstairs to pick you up."
Ding Fan smiled and sent a message, only to hear a clanging sound upstairs, and then Huang Yongping ran down the stairs with his shirt half open and wearing slippers.
The shampooer clasped his hands together in embarrassment and said with a smile: "Sorry, sorry."
At this time, Huang Yongping had already run up to him with his orchid fingers raised, "Hey, dear, you haven't come to see me for a long time. I'll beat you up bad."
Alas……
Everyone had goosebumps. Ding Fan fell two levels and was dragged upstairs by Huang Yongping.
"People are afraid of being famous, but pigs are afraid of being strong. Brother Huang, there will be a day when you hide from fans." Ding Fan gave a thumbs up.
"What?" Huang Yongping kicked off his slippers and lay on the beanbag, staring at the ceiling and sighing, "In our industry, you are not a celebrity, so there are fans everywhere. I am just annoyed!"
"What's bothering you?"
"You're asking knowingly." Huang Yongping glanced sideways, "I know Ye Zi is back, but I didn't reply when I sent her a message. We just had a meal together."
I miss you so much!
Ding Fan expressed his deep sympathy, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it slowly.
Huang Yongping didn't say anything for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He turned over and sat up, "Brother, you have to think of something for me."
"Just eating?"
"Otherwise, what bad intentions do I have!"
"Are you not annoyed if you can't contact me again after dinner?"
"this……"
Huang Yongping sat slumped on the sofa, the whites of his eyes rolled up, as if he was hopeless, "Just take it one step at a time. Man, that's what happens in this life."
"Don't, you won't see through the world of mortals, right?" Ding Fan was amused and persuaded patiently: "Yi Zi is different from other girls. Her background is not simple."
"I don't treat her like a simple girl. I can accommodate her all my life, and my son-in-law is also willing!"
puff!
Ding Fan took a sip of tea and spat it out for Huang Fu.
An adopted son is unfilial! He rushes to become a son-in-law for the sake of a girl.
"Besides, Ye Zi itself is too individual. If I could help, wouldn't I have made it clear earlier?"
Ah~oh!
Huang Yongping was wailing in a crying tone, but it sounded a bit enchanting. Ding Fan felt that the volume of the music downstairs had been turned down, and he was afraid that everyone would prick up their ears to listen to what was going on upstairs.
"I just came back from your dad's place..."
"Brother, we are talking about Ye Zi, don't mention the spoiler." Huang Yongping was very heartless and said pitifully: "Just help me and make an appointment with Ye Zi. You decide the terms!"
It is as difficult to make Huang Yongping give up as to change Sikong Ye's character. Ding Fan said casually: "Then I will go back and try to see if it can work..."
"It must happen!"
Huang Yongping had already knelt down on one leg. This time, he was really weak.
Who is Sikong Ye? He is born with a lack of tenderness. If he eats a good meal in vain, he will definitely wipe his mouth and leave. He also needs to change his way of thinking. Ding Fan thought for a while and tried: "Brother Huang, if you change your excuse, invite Ye Zi here
Studio, how about it?”
"no!"
Huang Yongping shook his head for two reasons. First, Sikong Ye would not change the style of his braids.
Secondly, because of the first point, Huang Yongping did not hope that she would change.
"I tried this method and invited Ye Zi to wash her hair, but she didn't agree." Huang Yongping said distressedly.
"Yi Zi is not particular about people. You don't need to go to the studio to wash your hair. But Ye Zi's hair needs to be carefully maintained and medicinal materials used." Ding Fan pointed out.
"I am happy to serve, and I will serve you personally!" Huang Yongping's eyes immediately lit up, and his index fingers were about to poke through his chest.
Ding Fan chuckled. Sikong Ye had sent him a message, asking for money to buy medicinal materials to maintain his braids. Ding Fan did not agree, not because he felt sorry for the money, but because Sikong Ye and his elder sister were so lazy. They would not buy medicinal materials even if they asked for money.
Leave the work to yourself.
Huang Yongping is a professional in hair care. If Sikong Ye doesn't agree, don't be afraid that your hair will turn into hay.
Huang Yongping was happy, and Ding Fan was even happier. He took out his mobile phone and wanted to transfer money.
"Brother, you are my savior, why do I need your money?" Huang Yongping was so excited that his hands began to shake, as if he was touching Sikong Ye's smooth and soft hair.
Ding Fan waved his hand in front of Huang Yongping's eyes to bring him back to reality. Ding Fan said seriously: "Brother Huang, it is very expensive to maintain Ye Zi's hair. The money must be given..."
"Are you looking down on people? What kind of medicine can I not afford? The more expensive, the better. If Ye Zi knows that I charge money for hair care, he will definitely look down on me."
Huang Yongping was filled with indignation, as if Ding Fan deliberately blocked the way.
"Maybe, you will regret it..."
"I will give my life and fortune to Ye Zi! I will never regret it!"
Well, Ding Fan didn't force it, he wouldn't be wrong, Huang Yongping would definitely regret it, most likely he would knock out his teeth and swallow the blood in his stomach!