Time passed so fast. Lin Yu put down the book and stood up and asked, "Steamed buns, are they ready?"
"Ah, okay, okay." The sleeping bun was drooling. When Lin Yu shouted, he immediately sat up and shouted: "Master, are you done?"
"It's done, it's done." The stylist hurriedly ran over. He untied the apron from the steamed bun, then used a hair dryer to blow out the steamed bun's hair. He pointed at the brand-new steamed bun in the mirror and said, "Look, what's the effect?"
So, are you satisfied?"
"Not bad, not bad." Mantou was very satisfied with this look. This is right. This hairstyle is suitable for his clothes. He looked left and right, and then shouted: "Uncle Master,
I’m pretty good like this.”
"Not bad, not bad. With a luxury car, you will be a rich second generation." Lin Yu was very satisfied with the appearance of the steamed bun, and he kept nodding.
"I feel good too." Steamed Bun said with some pride.
"Master, thank you for your hard work. How much does it cost?" Lin Yu took out his wallet.
"The total is thirty-eight thousand six hundred and sixty-six." The stylist said calmly: "Because the two are new customers, we will give a certain discount on the original basis. The six hundred and six hundred and six hundred will be waived. The total is thirty-eight thousand, eight thousand."
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"Thirty-eight thousand..." Lin Yu, who was taking out the money, visibly stiffened. He turned around and looked at the stylist resentfully and said, "Are you using gold scissors?"
"Haha, you are right. The name of our store is Golden Scissors, and our stylists have all won awards in hair art creative competitions. Each one of them is worth a lot of money, and we
Some of the conditioners I just used are internationally renowned brands and cannot be purchased in China.”
"What's more important is that we have some things managed by traditional Chinese medicine here, which can condition people's hair to the greatest extent, and also condition people's bodies. Take the conditioner that your junior used just now, which has been used for hundreds of years.
Polygonum multiflorum is made from a mixture of more than ten kinds of medicinal materials, and the effect is very good."
"besides……"
"Okay, your so-called Polygonum multiflorum hair conditioner is nothing more than a mixture of some chemicals. I am also a Chinese medicine practitioner." Lin Yu put away his wallet and said: "Let's be honest, you want to rip people off, right?"
"My friend, how can you say that?" the hairstylist said innocently: "Everything we have here is clearly marked with a price, so it's a no-brainer. When I used it just now, I asked for his opinion.
"
"Where is the price list? Why didn't I see it?" Lin Yu looked around and didn't see what the guy called a price list.
"I remember the price list..." the stylist said.
"You fart, what you just said is that the most expensive care is only the price of a meal." Mantou shouted.
"It's before a meal. Now, go out from our place and walk forward to the Golden Hyatt International Hotel. You won't be able to get there without a meal. I'm not lying to you."
"Asshole, you're looking for death, right?" Steamed Bun was furious. He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to argue with this guy.
But he was stopped by Lin Yu, who laughed and said: "Steamed buns, I have said it many times, if you want to be a true gentleman, you must first learn how to restrain yourself... We don't fight, we just talk to them.
reason."
"Yes, yes, uncle is right. I want to be a gentleman. I won't fight, I want to reason with them." Mantou nodded quickly. He is a gentleman who wants to be a gentleman. How could he get angry?
What? How could he be impulsive?
"Idiot..." the stylist sneered: "Some people can't become princes even if they put on dragon robes. Do you think you are still a gentleman with your stupid look?"
"Hey." Lin Yu was unhappy: "I'm trying to reason with you. It's not good for you to hurt others with such malicious intent."
"Haha, what's the matter with my harsh words and hurtful words? Why don't you ask me, where is this place? This is the golden scissors." The stylist sneered: "This is where Fei Shao covers up."
"Who is Mr. Fei?" Lin Yu was confused.
"Su Fei from the Su family..." the stylist shook his head and said: "You can tell at a glance that he is a bumpkin from the countryside. Even Mr. Fei doesn't know who he is. No matter what, thirty-eight thousand, one point less, I will cut you off.
One finger, guys, come over here and take a look."
There were quite a few people in this styling shop, and in order to cater to the stylist's gimmicks, most of the people in the shop were dressed in very unconventional ways. As the stylist shouted, a group of people immediately gathered around them. These people with strange hair
Lin Yu was a little dazzled by the strange-looking little bastard.
"Tell me, it costs money or life." The stylist looked at Lin Yu and said.
"It seems that you have decided to kill me today." Lin Yu said with a wry smile: "The world is dangerous."
"Yes, the world is dangerous, but more importantly, you are not careful. Now I will give you two choices. The first is money, the second is life." The stylist sneered.
"I have always believed that there are laws in this world." Lin Yu shook his head helplessly and said: "Is it really okay for you to act so nonsense?"
"Haha, don't be ridiculous. Do you really not know who Fei Shao is?" The stylist smiled: "He is the eldest son of the Su family, Su Hang. This is his place. You and him are the same. This is simply a joke.
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"Are you sure he is Su Fei from the Su family?" Lin Yu grinned. This world is really full of chance.
"Of course, he is Mr. Su." The stylist nodded.
"Well, let him come over to see me and tell him that his brother-in-law is here." Lin Yu laughed. He suddenly grabbed the stylist's arm, gave it a quick squeeze, and then let go. Once he takes action, he will
No longer pausing, his figure was like lightning, and he quickly spun around on the spot.
Wherever he went, screams and falls were heard endlessly. Lin Yu circled around at extremely fast speeds, passing by everyone. Anyone who let him pass by would either break their arm and fall to the ground.
Screaming, or having their acupuncture points restrained and their bodies stiffened, more than a dozen people at the scene all lost their ability to fight in less than a minute.
"Steamed buns, close the door." Lin Yu smiled, he planned to have a good time here today.
"Okay." The mantou had militant genes in his bones. He quickly ran to the door, closed the door, and then ran back. He said to Lin Yu with some confusion: "Uncle, you didn't say that we should be gentlemen.
Reason with them, but not fight?"
"When you meet someone who can be reasoned with, speak the truth. When you meet someone who can't be reasoned with, beat him up until he doubts his life." Lin Yu said seriously.
"Okay." Steamed Bun nodded excitedly, and then he said with some confusion: "But how do I know who should be beaten and who should not be beaten?"
"Do you fucking know where this place is? How dare you act wild here? I promise, Fei Shao won't let you go." The stylist shouted arrogantly.
"Like this bitch...there's no need to reason with him." Lin Yu stepped on him...
Bah... The stylist, who was so arrogant just now, felt like stars were popping up in his eyes, and his head hit the floor heavily...
"Call Su Fei and tell him that his brother-in-law is here." Lin Yu stepped on the stylist's chest and said, "And you'd better let him get here within half an hour, otherwise I won't guarantee you
Will his arm be reattached?"
Only now did the stylist feel the heartbreaking pain in his arm. When Lin Yu grabbed his arm just now, he clearly felt that the bones of his arm were misaligned, but he didn't feel pain just now. It wasn't until now that he felt the pain.
He felt a burning pain in his arm. The heartbreaking feeling of bone cracking made him break into a cold sweat.
"I...I don't have Mr. Fei's phone number." The stylist was about to cry. It's not that he didn't have it, but he didn't dare. Who doesn't know that Su Fei's sister is Su Yun? The Su family is currently discussing marriage with a certain aristocratic family.
Marry Su Yun.
And who is Lin Yu? How dare he claim to be Mr. Su's brother-in-law? The stylist promised that with this call, he would offend not just the Su family...
Bang... Lin Yu slapped the guy and made him feel dizzy.
"I'm giving you a chance. If you don't tell me, I'll let my junior do it." Lin Yu pointed at the steamed bun.
Steamed Bun walked to the well-decorated cashier counter in a tacit understanding, and then punched the cashier counter with his right hand. There was a crash, accompanied by a burst of mud and sand, and half of the cashier counter collapsed with his punch.
"Your walls are not strong." Steamed Bun muttered as he said, "In our hometown, the walls made of mud are stronger than yours."
The stylist was so frightened that he punched half of the people at the checkout counter. Is he still a human being? If he was really slapped by this guy, he would probably have half of his head blown away.
"How's it going? Do you want to think about it?" Lin Yu was very satisfied with Mantou's performance. He felt that this guy's mind was getting brighter and brighter than before. As long as he looked at him, he would immediately understand.
"No, no, don't think about it. I'll fight. I'll fight now." The stylist's expression was like that of a wronged little daughter-in-law. Under pressure, he had to take out his mobile phone and dial the phone number.
Fewer phone calls.
After the phone rang a few times, the other party answered the call immediately, and the stylist said with a sad face: "Master Fei..."
"What's going on? I'm busy right now." A very impatient voice came from the other side of the phone, and a woman's breathing could be vaguely heard. You didn't need to think too much to know what this guy was doing.
"You...you..." The stylist stammered and didn't know what to say, but when he saw Lin Yu's threatening expression, he had to grit his teeth and said: "Your brother-in-law is here, he asked you to come over."
"What?" On the other end of the phone, Su Fei's voice suddenly rose, and he said angrily: "Fuck you..."