Hearing about He Junchao's "tragic" experience, everyone originally wanted to sympathize with him, but who didn't know who couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.
Soon, the whole office was laughing.
Lu Weiwei touched He Junchao's head, laughing and crying: "This hairdressing apprentice is really not interesting enough, how can he shave his hair like this?"
"Don't touch." He Junchao pushed away Lu Weiwei's right hand and put the baseball cap back on, and couldn't help but complain:
"I just don't understand. When did the trend in the hairdressing industry change to what it is now?"
After a pause, He Junchao turned around, looked at everyone with a sharp look, and said without vomiting:
"There used to be one hair salon at the entrance of our community, but a month ago it became two. One is a barber shop, and the other... is also a barber shop."
"Pfft!" Hearing what He Junchao said, Lu Weiwei couldn't hold it back and laughed: "Aren't you talking nonsense? Have you read too much nonsense literature? It's not two hairdressers, but two roast duck restaurants?
Burger place?”
"Lu Weiwei, please don't interrupt." He originally wanted to complain a few words, but when Lu Weiwei interrupted him, He Junchao's head suddenly became empty and he couldn't help but say:
"Oh, by the way, where did I just say?"
"You said there are two roast duck restaurants at the entrance of your community." Lu Weiwei said.
"Yes, there are two roast duck shops opened in front of my community...ah, it's a hair salon."
"Pfft!" Hearing this, everyone started laughing again.
He Junchao pushed Lu Weiwei away and said angrily: "Lu Weiwei, don't stand by my side, I've been led astray by you."
"I'm not curious about it." Lu Weiwei turned around and sat back in her seat, picking up the yogurt on the table and enjoying it.
He Junchao sighed and said helplessly: "Actually, it's not quite accurate to say that, because I'm not sure whether that other one counts as a barber shop?"
"Because strictly speaking, it's a place where you can get haircuts. I can't even remember what the name of that shop is?"
"It's normal to not be able to remember. There are too many barbershop names nowadays, with all kinds of weird names. I can't blame you entirely." Lu Weiwei drank Yogurt and talked eloquently:
"After all, do you all here still remember the name of the shop where you last had your hair cut?"
"I don't remember, do you remember?"
"I don't even remember. I just thought it was a hairdressing place. What's the name of the store? I really didn't pay attention."
"I don't remember either."
…
After hearing Lu Weiwei's words, everyone reacted.
It feels like it’s hard for everyone to remember the name of the shop where you last had your hair cut?
He Junchao snapped his fingers and said: "Isn't that right? Sometimes I feel that all those who open barber shops are just afraid that others will remember the name of their shop."
"Maybe in this industry, the name is not important. Everyone has a unified store name." Officer Wang hesitated for two seconds and said calmly:
"Anyway, the more unintelligible the name of the shop, the more expensive it is. The shop I often go to for haircuts at the gate of my community is more honest. What's it called... Guifang Hair Salon, a haircut costs 10 yuan, and the price has not increased for several years."
"10 yuan?" After hearing Officer Wang's words, Lu Weiwei suddenly opened her eyes and said, "Is there such a price for a haircut now? Does it not include hair washing?"
"No." Lu Weiwei seemed to be making a fuss, as if she had never been to such a small shop.
So Officer Wang talked eloquently: "It's the kind where you wash your hair with soap, then shave your head, and then wash your hair with soap again."
"The kind that shaves you and picks your ears by the way. After all, how much does soap cost? A haircut is all about craftsmanship. It's a neighborhood business with small profits but quick turnover."
Looking at He Junchao's failed hairstyle, Officer Wang couldn't help but smile and said: "He Junchao's consumption is probably not low, right?"
"Isn't it? The kind that requires an appointment." He Junchao was also very depressed now. He felt that he was in a terrible mood. It was indeed a "terrible" kind of thing.
When Gu Chen heard this, he asked him out of curiosity: "You are so tall? Do you still need to make an appointment for a haircut?"
"Bare... almost." He Junchao thought for a while and couldn't help but said:
"Anyway, last time I went to get a haircut, I chose the expensive one. After I entered, the front desk asked me if I had an appointment? I said no."
"He said I could choose one of their hair directors, and he gave me a list."
"Then I took the list. Well, I looked at it for a long time, but I didn't know who to choose? Because they were all in English."
"I said I chose this...something, well, I just couldn't understand it anyway, so I was very confused, so I just randomly chose a word with a long name, and I said this."
After a pause, He Junchao also picked up the empty thermos cup on the table and couldn't help but said to Ji Zhe: "Brother Sanji, pour me a cup of hot water."
"No problem." After hearing this, Ji Zhe quickly took He Junchao's thermos cup and walked towards the water dispenser.
He Junchao sighed quietly: "In my impression, shouldn't all hair directors be called Tony Jim?"
"Haha." When Lu Weiwei heard this, she also asked him with a suppressed smile: "Then your haircut last month was pretty good, wasn't it? I remember it was just a simple trimming of the corners."
"Yes, actually the reason why I chose to go to that expensive store this time is because of last time."
"This haircut has to connect the past and the next?" Gu Chen was puzzled by this. He felt that He Junchao was still trying to connect cause and effect?
He Junchao waved his hand, took the thermos cup from Ji Zhe, took a sip, and said:
"Actually, last month, ever since I ordered that hair stylist, the front desk person was staring at me with a strange smile from beginning to end."
"Anyway, I never thought that one day I would feel inferior in a barber shop."
"I didn't expect that my low self-esteem was not because of my hair, but because of my knowledge, because I couldn't pronounce the English name of the hairstylist director."
"So I don't understand, when did the current trend in the hairdressing industry start to integrate with Internet companies?"
"Pfft!" Gu Chen, who was drinking water, almost choked after hearing what He Junchao said, and couldn't help but curiously asked him:
"Brother He, what kind of weird hair salon are you going to? Why is it connected to an Internet company? Could it be that this hair salon is a chain brand?"
"Chain the yarn." He Junchao raised his legs and said angrily: "I'll tell you this, anyway, what's more annoying is that this hairstylist whose name I can't name, when he was giving me a haircut,
They recommended a bunch of projects to me and asked me to apply for the card.”
"I said I'm sorry, I don't understand, and I'm not interested, and then he used a bunch of nouns at me."
After a pause, He Junchao also gesticulated with his fingers: "What... what about granular matrix dyeing, decentralized spiral highlighting, and empowering inspiration perm."
"Anyway, except for applying for a card, I didn't understand any of the words he said."
"I know what each word means, but I just don't understand why our Chinese language can't communicate."
"Indeed." Gu Chen listened carefully to He Junchao's introduction of nouns, but he was still confused.
Just like these terms sound very high-end, but what does it look like in practice? Maybe this is similar to opening a blind box?
He Junchao also looked helpless and said: "Anyway, that guy still complained about me, saying that it seems that you don't know much about fashion. He also said that I could ask him any questions."
"If I didn't speak, it would be very rude, so I could only reply perfunctorily, like 'ah', 'right, right, right', or 'what do you do for a living?'"
"Pfft!" After hearing He Junchao's words, Yuan Shasha couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing:
"Brother He, you asked the barber what you do for a living? Don't you feel embarrassed?"
"This... I didn't want to talk at the time, but he insisted on interacting with me, using that very plastic English." He Junchao looked helpless and said without vomiting:
"Every time I show a little confusion on my face, he frowns. That look of looking at a fool makes me feel particularly ashamed."
"But I'm so ignorant. If I don't apply for a card yet, then I'm too unprogressive."
"Anyway, this experience left an indelible shadow in my mind, so I thought, I have to find a way to get back the self-esteem I lost in the barber shop, right?"
"So Senior Brother He has applied for the card, right?" Gu Chen asked.
He Junchao nodded silently: "That's right, I just bit the bullet and applied for a VIP card."
"So I've been depressed these past two days, so I thought about changing my hairstyle and mood. In order to restore my damn self-esteem, I made special preparations."
"But when I went to that hair salon again, I found that I seemed to have no choice, because the other store, the one next to it, had closed down, so I could only go to the hair salon where I had applied for the card.
"
"That means the last haircut was okay." Officer Wang couldn't help but smile while drinking his wolfberry tea.
He Junchao nodded silently: "It was okay last time, but the cost was a bit high, and it also made me feel a little inferior."
"So I had to regain my lost self-esteem, so when the front desk asked me what my needs were, I said it was relatively simple. I was on the edge of the horseshoe-shaped partition, which lacked a sense of three-dimensionality."
"I want the barber to adjust the double baseline for me to highlight the visual tension at the edge of the square."
"I asked him, which barber's flow do you think is more in line with my needs?"
"Haha, you are really good at looking for trouble." Lu Weiwei can probably understand why this time it was like a dog gnawed it, and why did He Junchao go to seek death?
He Junchao also sighed and said helplessly: "Anyway, the front desk was stunned for a while, and then he said, uh... do you have an appointment?"
"I said no, which directors do you have?"
"Then he gave me the list, and I pretended to look at it for a while, and then I said I want this, Elle Bella."
“The front desk was dumbfounded when he heard this and said ‘ah’.”
"I said I want this, isn't it convenient? Forget it, just ask Ekaterina."
"Anyway, I always wore a faint smile throughout the whole process. This is the calmness of knowledge. I have to get back the self-esteem I lost here."
"Then the front desk asked me if I was sure? I said sure and sure, and asked her to hurry up."
"But...then what?" Gu Chen couldn't help but ask weakly.
He Junchao sighed, shook his head and said, "Then the front desk shouted at the top of his lungs, Cuifen, come and get your hair done."
"puff!"
When everyone heard this, they also suppressed laughter.
The whole office burst into laughter.
Officer Wang also laughed to tears and said: "This Cuifen, judging from the name, she should be quite old, right?"
"Probably... he looks about forty or fifty years old." He Junchao said.
"That shouldn't be an apprentice, right? At least it's a barber who has been working for many years, right?" Lu Weiwei also felt that with such a contemporary name, she was basically an aunt who had been working in the barbering industry for many years.
When He Junchao heard this, he was about to cry but said: "It would be great if it were like this, but unfortunately I didn't know until I started that it was the boss's aunt who came to help with cooking, cleaning and so on."
"Of course, I also know how to do some haircuts, but as soon as I started to get started, I felt something was wrong. I said to cut it shorter, and then she shaved me like this. Maybe he was giving haircuts to the elderly?"
"Haha." Seeing He Junchao's frowning face, Lu Weiwei couldn't help complaining: "Then what are you going to do now? Are you always wearing a hat?"
"Let's see if we can fix it." Officer Wang said.
He Junchao looked helpless and could only take off his hat, pointing to his dog-gnawed hairstyle and said: "It's all shaved like this? How else can I fix it?"
After he finished speaking, Gu Chen glanced at He Junchao's hairstyle and said, "Senior Brother He seems to have shaved too much on his right side."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Isn't it?" He Junchao showed his right side in front of everyone and couldn't help but complain: "When I was getting a haircut, I was talking to her fellow countryman on the phone.
While we were chatting, we ended up shaving all the hair on the right side of the ear, and there were still a few pieces missing. Isn’t this the end of the story?"
"Haha." Officer Wang saw He Junchao's speechless face and reminded him: "I know there is a barber shop that specializes in shaving those kind of short-cut shapes. Anyway, I saw people from the first and second groups going there to get shaved.
, the effect is pretty good.”
After a pause, Officer Wang walked up to He Junchao, looked around, and then said: "You have shaved too much, and there are some gaps. I feel that if you touch it up a little, it shouldn't be a big problem."
"Really or not?" Seeing that Officer Wang knew where to repair it, He Junchao immediately asked: "Old Wang, are you sure my hairstyle can be repaired?"
"As long as the head is not bald, it can be modified." Officer Wang thought for a while and asked He Junchao: "By the way, He Junchao, do you know there is a shop selling Goubuli steamed buns over on Furong North Road?"
"I know." He Junchao said.
"Go into the alley next door. There is a back street yard. The barber shop is in that yard. You can find it when you go in."
"If you ask me, when it's noon, you might as well go directly to get a haircut there, and you can eat there by the way. The barbers there are all fashionable and specialize in shaving oiled heads."
"I think your hair style is ridiculously short, but it's not beyond saving. Let's try our luck at noon."
"Okay, that's all." He Junchao was already in a terrible mood, but now he felt there was still a glimmer of hope, so he agreed after thinking about it.
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noon.
He Junchao took Gu Chen's car and headed to the secret barber shop that Officer Wang mentioned.
Lu Weiwei, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but turn to look at He Junchao in the back seat and said: "He Junchao, are Goubuli steamed buns authentic?"
"Maybe? I haven't eaten it either," He Junchao said.
Lu Weiwei thought for a while and then said: "We will accompany you there, and you will treat us to Goubuli steamed buns? What if they are not authentic?"
"Then I'll treat you to another bowl of hot and sour noodles. The hot and sour noodles over there taste good. I've eaten them before, and they should suit your taste, Lu Weiwei."
He Junchao was also drunk. He felt that asking these two people to accompany him to get a haircut was really asking a lot.
Obviously Lu Weiwei also wanted to cut her bangs, but she gave such a high-sounding reason.
What should I take with me to get a haircut?
She thought that under the guise of accompanying her to get a haircut, she could have a free meal. Lu Weiwei's wishful thinking turned out to be a good one.
According to the address informed by Officer Wang, Lu Weiwei first discovered the Goubuli Steamed Bun Shop, and then discovered the alley.
After Gu Chen parked the car, everyone first packed three portions of steamed buns at Goubuli Steamed Bun Shop, then went to the store next door to pack three portions of hot and sour noodles, and then walked into the alley together.
At this moment, everyone discovered that the alleys were paved with blue bricks.
Furong North Road is a modern commercial district.
But after walking through this ancient alley, we came to a group of ancient buildings.
The buildings here are not too high, and many buildings have signs from the Jiangnan Municipal Cultural Relics Bureau on their house numbers.
In other words, many old houses are very old and belong to the level of cultural relics.
Walking along the alley to the end, there is a relatively spacious open space.
Other buildings are spread out around this circular open space, with many wicker chairs and wooden tables in the middle, with teapots and cups on them.
On one wall, there is a hanging backboard. Although it is old, the net is new.
Looking further inside, I saw the laughter and laughter of various young people in an old house.
There is a handwritten sign hanging on a wooden board at the door, with just five words: Fayi Studio.
"It should be here, right?" Lu Weiwei couldn't find any other store, so she walked to the door to find out.
At this moment, several young men with short hair were holding rice bowls and talking and laughing.
Seeing someone standing at the door, a tall, thin man with dark skin put down his bowls and chopsticks, walked over and asked, "Are you here for a haircut?"
"I...fix my bangs, he..." Lu Weiwei turned to look at He Junchao, who was wearing a baseball cap and looking a little embarrassed.
So he immediately pulled He Junchao forward and took off He Junchao's baseball cap: "Look at his hairstyle, is there any possibility of salvation?"
"Pfft!" Seeing He Junchao's dog-gnawed hairstyle and the tall, thin man with dark skin, he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Where did you get your hair cut? Is this barber able to do whatever he wants?"
"Haha, it was shaved by a middle-aged woman named Cuifen, who is probably an apprentice. I also heard from my colleagues that you are better at cutting short hair here, is that true?" Lu Weiwei asked.
"Does that need to be said? We have a lot of hairdressers here, and we can also provide some personalized needs according to customers' requirements." said the tall and thin man.
"Personalized needs?" Gu Chen was a little confused after hearing this, so he hurriedly asked the tall and thin man: "What specific aspects do you mean by personalized?"
"Na!" After hearing Gu Chen's words, the man directly showed the side of his head, pointed in the direction of his left ear and said, "You can create many texture patterns on both sides, whatever types you want."
"We can use an electric razor to make flowers for you, and you'll be satisfied."
"Then...with my hairstyle like this, can I make flowers?" He Junchao also pointed to his terrible hairstyle and said.
The tall and thin man with dark skin did not reply to He Junchao immediately. Instead, he held He Junchao's head between his hands and looked around before replying:
"Your hair style may not be able to be saved by other people, but I can do it here. I just need to shave some texture on both sides of the hair style to modify it."
"Then I'll help you shave off some other areas to give you a trendy square-shaped shape. I guess it's completely achievable for your face shape."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Then..." He Junchao looked at Gu Chen and Lu Weiwei, hesitant.
After all, this young man looks about 20 years old, with an immature look on his face, and he doesn’t know his skills?
After all, after being cheated last time, He Junchao now doesn't trust barbers very much.
When the tall and thin man saw this, he just grinned: "That's up to you. If you want to say that in this area, I'm the only one who can help you bring this damn shape back to life. You can think about it yourself."
After the words fell, the man sat back on the small bench, followed by the other two young men, and continued to enjoy a simple lunch.
Lu Weiwei touched He Junchao's shoulder and reminded him: "He Junchao, recommended by Lao Wang, should be reliable. Lao Wang can't possibly cheat you, right?"
"Besides, I heard that a few of the first and second groups also come here to get their hair cut, so it's probably no problem."
"Yes, Senior Brother He, just let him try." Gu Chen also agreed, after all, Gu Chen didn't want to waste too much time here.
After He Junchao hesitated again and again, he sighed and asked the tall and thin man: "Who among you will give me a haircut?"
"Me." The tall and thin man turned around and said while holding the rice bowl.
"Then how long have you been doing this?" He Junchao asked again.
The tall and thin man snorted coldly and said helplessly: "I studied in a technical secondary school and learned this craft. Counting three years of study in the technical secondary school, plus one year of working for others, I have only opened this store for three years now.
Months, but I have a good reputation here."
"If you can trust me, then after I finish this bowl of rice, I will shave it for you. If you feel uneasy, that's fine."
"Okay." I feel like I've been given a lunch. I can't come here for nothing, right?
He Junchao gritted his teeth, and Sima treated him as a living horse doctor, and replied: "Then you can shave it for me."
"Okay, you guys sit down first and I'll come over after I finish these few mouthfuls of food." The tall and thin man finished his words and continued to eat the food.
So, He Junchao sat on the barber's chair in front of a mirror.
Gu Chen and Lu Weiwei sat on the bench in the back and began to enjoy the so-called authentic Goubuli steamed buns.
On the other side, the tall and thin man wiped out the last bite of food, then took out a few paper towels from the small wooden table and couldn't help but touch his mouth.
Then he crumpled the paper towel into a ball and threw it directly into a trash can at the door.
"Da!" The paper ball fell hollowly, while the tall and thin man looked indifferent.
Then, he crumpled the tissues used by several other people on the table into three paper balls.
Within 1.5 seconds, continuously hit the center of the trash can with your right hand.
After the man threw the ball, he didn't seem to wait and see at all.
This throwing technique still caught Lu Weiwei's attention.
Lu Weiwei quickly touched Gu Chen's shoulder and reminded, "Junior Brother Gu, this guy is very accurate at throwing paper balls. From such a long distance, all four paper balls hit, and he still threw them from behind."
"It's quite powerful." Gu Chen also discovered this and couldn't help but grin.
"Then he should be very good at throwing hoops outside." Lu Weiwei suddenly felt that this barber seemed to have a good touch and was a bit interesting.
At this time, the tall and thin young man also walked up to He Junchao, started to tie an apron on him, and used the watering can on the table to wet He Junchao's short hair.
After just observing He Junchao in the mirror for a few times, the tall and thin man immediately picked up the electric razor on the table and began to trim He Junchao's left and right sides.
In just three minutes, the tall and thin man turned off the tool, blew on He Junchao's head a few times, and said, "It's done."
He Junchao heard this and immediately turned to look in the mirror.
Then he picked up a small mirror on the table and started looking around.
After a while, He Junchao couldn't help but sigh: "It's really amazing. If you modify it like this, not only will it not feel inconsistent, but it will feel a bit trendy and cool."
"Please trust our craftsmanship." The tall and thin man untied He Junchao's apron and said with a faint smile:
"I also gave you a set of repairs based on the actual condition of your hair style. Do you feel satisfied with it?"
"Satisfied, so satisfied." He Junchao suddenly came back to life when he saw his dog-gnawed hairstyle. He suddenly felt that this young man did have some ability.
"Would you like to wash your hair?" the tall and thin man said.
"Yeah." He Junchao nodded silently.
The tall and thin man "squeaked" twice at the other two young men who were eating. A young man who had finished lunch immediately came over and invited He Junchao: "Come with me and wash your hair."
Another five minutes passed, and Gu Chen and Lu Weiwei had basically eliminated Goubuli steamed buns and added a bowl of hot and sour noodles.
He Junchao also sat back in his seat, and the young man who was washing his hair used a hair dryer to dry his short hair.
Seeing that everything had settled, He Junchao breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Perfect."
"He Junchao, are you happy now? Are you still depressed?" Lu Weiwei also said with a smile.
He Junchao shook his head and smiled teasingly: "Depressed? That's only temporary. I, He Junchao, am always an optimist."
After the words fell, He Junchao turned around and asked the tall and thin man: "How much is it?"
"80." said the tall, thin man.
"How much?" He Junchao thought he heard wrongly and repeated it again.
The tall and thin man continued: "80 yuan."
"So expensive?" He Junchao suddenly felt like he had entered a dark store.
It takes three minutes to get a haircut, five minutes to wash your hair, and less than 10 minutes to dry your hair. This guy actually wants to charge me 80 yuan?
Are you crazy about money?
He Junchao's eyes suddenly widened and he said with some displeasure: "Say boss, a haircut here costs 80 yuan? Are you sure?"
The tall and thin man did not speak, but tapped the price list on the wall and said: "Our minimum purchase here is 80 yuan, and the maximum purchase is 188 yuan. They are all at this price."
"I'm just here to help you decorate it, so I'll charge you the lowest price. Just give me 80 yuan."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "No." He Junchao felt a little cheated when he heard this explanation, and he said without vomiting: "Just polish it for me, it will take three minutes."
If not, you want 80 from me?"
After thinking about it, He Junchao added: "And the shampoo, I only used a little bit. Isn't this a bit unreasonable?"
"Sir, do you have any misunderstanding about our store?"
Feeling that He Junchao didn't want to give money, the tall and thin man frowned and said with an unhappy face: "Our minimum purchase here is 80 yuan, and we only make high-end products."
Pointing to He Junchao's shaved hairstyle, the tall and thin man added: "For your hairstyle, if you want to turn it into a miracle, no one else can do it except me. This is the difference between a master and an ordinary barber."
gap."
"It seems easy, but in fact there are many skills that need to be used. Anyway, I can't explain it to you in a sentence or two."
"Moreover, we only do high-end haircuts here. I may not be in the shop at ordinary times. Customers who come to my shop for haircuts generally need to make an appointment."
"Pfft!" When He Junchao heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and said, "It's just a small shop like yours, but you need to make an appointment to come here? Are you bragging?"
"Are you looking down on people or what?" A strong young man said in anger when He Junchao spoke like this.
The tall and thin man glanced at him and told the strong man not to interrupt, while he explained patiently:
"Sir, I'm not lying to you. I'm usually not in the store, and our hair art studio is usually not open for business and only accepts phone reservations."
"It just so happened that you came here today when we were here to eat, and we happened to be there, so I shaved it for you and charged you 80, it's not expensive."
"Wait a minute." Hearing what the tall and thin man said, Gu Chen also looked curious and asked him: "Your place looks very deserted, why do you still need to make an appointment?"
"Or are you not here for business every day?"
"Not really." The tall and thin man shook his head.
"How many days do you work a week?" Lu Weiwei became more and more confused as she listened, feeling that these guys were interesting.
The tall and thin man grinned and took the initiative to explain: "Generally speaking, it's either one, three, five, or two, four, six. Anyway, we work three days a week, and the working hours are from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m."
"And we only accept customers by appointment. I also saw that your hairstyle was a bit of a failure and I really couldn't bear it, so I wanted to help you fix it up. So, I don't want to drive up prices. You can ask around. I have always been
This is the charge.”
"Really?" Lu Weiwei glanced at He Junchao's hairstyle, then glanced at the tall and thin man in front of her, and asked weakly: "Then if I cut my bangs or something, will you also charge 80 yuan?"
"As long as we pick up the tools, it's 80." said the thin man who just washed He Junchao's hair.
"Tsk, tsk." Lu Weiwei couldn't help but tsk. She felt lucky that she didn't ask the barber to take action first. Otherwise, how many shrimp-flavored potato chips would she have to lose by cutting her bangs?
At this moment, the tall and thin man's cell phone on the table suddenly rang. The tall and thin man did not hesitate and walked over to answer the phone:
"Hello? That's right, I'm in the store, yes, you guys come over here, um."
After simple communication, the tall and thin man hung up the phone.
"Is it A Biao?" asked the strong man on the side.
The tall and thin man nodded silently: "That's right."
"Maybe he's here to talk about that thing again, so are we going or not?" The thin man washing his hair also seemed to be hesitant and unwilling.
The tall and thin man hesitated for two seconds and said calmly: "Don't worry about it for now, let them come over and talk about it later."
Glancing at He Junchao, the tall and thin man said again: "Sir, please pay the money."
"If you think my skills are not worth the 80 yuan, I won't charge you a penny, but if you are satisfied with the hairstyle, then please pay 80 yuan."
"You won't charge if you are not satisfied?" He Junchao heard this and felt that this tall and thin man really had a personality.
I really wanted to say that I was dissatisfied, but I couldn't save my face.
After all, I was very satisfied with my hair style just now.
And after He Junchao looked in the mirror repeatedly, he really couldn't find much wrong with it.
Overall, this barber is indeed a talented person, but the fees are too high, which makes He Junchao feel a little bit pained.
Thinking about it, as a police officer, it is impossible to default on the bill. Thinking about it, I can only bite the bullet and open the QR code on my mobile phone.
Facing the payment QR code in front of the cashier, He Junchao looked up again: "Is it really 80?"
"Yeah." The tall and thin man looked indifferent, as if there was no room for bargaining.
At this moment, He Junchao was also holding back his aggravation and directly scanned the QR code to pay.
When he heard the other party's sound system announcing the payment, He Junchao suddenly remembered a certain skit in the Spring Festival Gala, where he hit the hammer one after another and screamed eighty-eighty, feeling that today's craftsmen are really good at making money.
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"Lu Weiwei, do you want to cut your bangs?" He Junchao asked.
"I...I don't need it. I feel that my bangs are pretty good, so I don't need to fix them." Seeing that He Junchao had to pay 80 yuan for a haircut, Lu Weiwei thought to herself, "Am I stupid?"
You, He Junchao, have already learned from the past, how can I, Lu Weiwei, follow in your footsteps?
He Junchao immediately walked back between the two of them, took his hot and sour noodles and Goubuli steamed buns from Lu Weiwei's hand, and said to the tall and thin man: "Then there is no charge for me to sit here and eat?"
"There is no charge for this. You can do as you wish." The tall and thin man also glanced at it and then said.
He Junchao took a bite of the Goubuli bun and asked Lu Weiwei: "Is this bun authentic?"
"It's authentic." Lu Weiwei said.
"But why do I feel like I have no appetite?" He Junchao looked depressed.
At this moment, a tall man with a beard and long hair, accompanied by two equally tall men, walked into the house.
Seeing the tall and thin man, the man with beard and long hair asked him directly: "How are you considering it? The boss is still waiting for a reply."
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "The last time my brother was injured, it was because of them. He hasn't recovered yet. I don't want to take this job." The tall and thin man took out a cigarette.
, order it directly for yourself.
Then he sat behind the cashier with a nonchalant look on his face.
"Hmph!" The bearded and long-haired man snorted and said with a glare: "Don't be so shameless? Have you forgotten who made you famous in the first place?"
"Now that your wings are strong, you can ignore the boss? Do you know the consequences of your refusal?"
"Of course I know, but my brother's health is more important. You'd better invite someone else." The tall and thin man seemed not to be afraid of the threat of the bearded and long-haired man at all. He also smoked a cigarette leisurely.
The strong man next to the tall and thin man did not seem to be as domineering as him, so he submissively said to the bearded and long-haired man:
"Brother Biao, it's not that we don't want to make this money, it's just that all the brothers are injured, and it's not like you don't know about Xiao Chen's injury last month."
"Those people don't have martial ethics and are too ruthless. Xiao Chen was almost crippled, so we can't take on this job."
"If you change a group of people, maybe we can still agree. If it's that group of people, then there's really nothing we can do."
"Haha." After hearing what the strong man said, the man with the beard and long hair didn't appreciate it. He slapped the strong man twice on the shoulder and said with a sneer:
"Tieniu, you are nicknamed Tieniu, are you scared? Are you afraid? If you are afraid, go home and don't come out to hang out. What else are you doing?"
Staring, the bearded man immediately pointed at a few people and cursed: "If I hadn't come to introduce you, who would you be? Little-known gadgets."
"It's better now. My wings are strong. I, A Biao, can't even invite you guys, can I?"
Glancing at the thin man washing his hair, the bearded and long-haired man named A Biao also pointed at him and said: "You, Hu Cheng, when you went to play cards with others and lost only a pair of underwear, who rescued you?"
?Who is it? Tell me who it is?"
"Yes...it's Brother Biao." The hair-washing man named Hu Cheng also replied weakly.
"And you Tieniu, that girlfriend of yours defrauded you out of all your money. Who transferred 300 yuan via WeChat and asked you to take a car back from other places? Who was it?"
"Yes...it's Brother Biao." Hearing this, the man named Tieniu also lowered his head obediently.
Both of them are afraid of Brother Biao.
But Gu Chen couldn't see any fear in the eyes of the tall and thin man in front of him.
I saw the tall and thin man throwing the finished cigarette on the ground, crushing it with his foot a few times, and then said: "Brother Biao, unless you promise that those guys won't mess around."
"If you can guarantee it, I might consider it. In addition, what I want to say is, Brother Biao, you are kind to us, but we have also done a lot for you. These kindnesses have been offset, and no one of us owes anyone.
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"I just want to be free and live the life I want. I don't want my boss to use so-called 'favor' to kidnap me morally. I am King, and I have to think about my brothers."
"hehe."
Hearing what the tall and thin man said, Brother Biao couldn't help but snorted and said angrily: "You are indeed the King, but you are afraid of tanks and you dare not face tanks. This is also an indisputable fact. I am right.
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