President Ling got slapped in the face again today

He Dongwei looked at Li Guiyuan's face that was about to change color, closed the beauty magazine that was used as a prop, and put away the attitude of eating melons as a little transparent,

"I usually paint, but my nails don't last long, and they are often stained with paint, and it's not easy to clean if they stay on my nails,"

Mrs. He: "Hey, what's the matter, you don't need to worry about it. When you come, you can report to Auntie's membership, and they will take care of you for free."

In fact, she wanted to say: "It doesn't look hygienic to have long nails, and most importantly, it also affects her holding a paintbrush", but she didn't dare to say it.

Not long after, a beautiful woman in white professional uniform came in and went directly to He Dongwei to serve, "Hello Miss He, I am Xiaomei, the manicurist serving you this time."

As the name suggests, Xiaomei is indeed beautiful, her skin is tender and tender, and she looks very young, but when she came in, she walked steadily and her eyes were neither humble nor overbearing. She looked very sophisticated, which made people see Her real age cannot be revealed.

Li Guiyuan glanced at Xiaomei's badge curiously, and exclaimed, "Oh, you are the manager!"

The other three people present all responded one way, especially Mrs. He, who suddenly straightened up to confirm.

He Dongwei didn't know the specific situation, and looked at everyone present with big eyes full of doubts. It seemed that it was obviously not Mrs. He who called over.

Xiaomei showed a sweet smile, and explained politely: "I am the manager of this store, but our boss Gao said that I am only responsible for taking care of the store, and I don't need to receive customers, but if it is my own, then I will be a different person." Never mind."

He Dongwei's mind is still a little confused, she can guarantee that the He family does not have a store in this industry.

"I want to ask, Mr. Gao you are talking about is not Aunt Qin?"

Xiaomei nodded lightly, "That's right, our boss is Gao Qin."

He Dongwei understood instantly, so it's no wonder that Gao Qin and Yang Li are in the same circle, and she probably didn't open this store for herself, she did it for the sake of quiet ears Such a member rule with a chain of contempt is to block people like Li Guiyuan and Mrs. He.

But if the business is doing well and getting bigger, there will be more opportunities for people to take advantage of the loopholes. Mrs. He is one of them and got in.

Mrs. He was surprised at first, then embarrassed, and then ashamed that she didn't dare to show it.

She was just boasting and showing off in front of everyone, but she was slapped in the face too quickly. In front of 'Allah', all her actions just now were more like a clown.

The happiest among them is Li Guiyuan, who finally felt that He Dongwei had a moment, and said with a smile on his face: "Oh, it turned out to be Secretary Gao's shop, no wonder it is so tasteful, Weiwei, it's your fault Well, we will be a family from now on, so you don't have to tell us in advance that there is such a good beauty salon in your family."

The smile on Li Guiyuan's face became more and more 'kind'. Although she was dissatisfied with her words, she didn't mean to blame at all, just like the elders were doing the tricks and talking about the naughty juniors.

He Dongwei pursed her lips, "This is Aunt Qin's personal property, not my family's, and I don't know. I have to queue up when I come."

"You are a child who loves to be modest. Is it because you are afraid that we will not be honored as elders?"

"Of course not," He Dongwei waved his hands again and again, and Li Guiyuan's eccentric style came just as he said it.

Xiaomei came forward very considerately, took out a black membership card from her pocket and handed it to He Dongwei, explaining: "It's not difficult, it's just a membership card, Miss He, what kind of service do you want when you come here in the future?" It's all available, and it's free."

Hearing this, Li Guiyuan was the first to swell. Just when He Dongwei was hesitant to accept the 'black card', Li Guiyuan took it excitedly.

Hold it in your hand and look carefully, "Oh, this is, this is a black card, please get me one too."

Hearing that she could get the top membership card so easily, the two wives of Zhang Luo next to her suddenly had golden eyes and looked forward to it together.

Xiaomei declined and said, "This is Mr. Gao's family card. There are two in total. If you need a membership, we can give you a senior membership card."

Li Guiyuan has seen the best one, and in her eyes there is room for the next one.

She kept holding the card in her hand, and she didn't intend to return it. Instead, she explained in a very brazen way: "There are only two cards. You don't need to think about who you gave them to. It's just two people. You people with high salaries do it." A living person can’t even remember two faces, right? It’s enough for two people to swipe their faces, and there’s no need to give this card to them, it’s better to give it to me, my mother-in-law, what do you think, Weiwei.”

Manager Xiaomei's professionalism was quite good, she didn't show the same emotion at all, she still had a faint smile on her face, waiting for He Dongwei to make a decision.

Li Guiyuan has already dominated the black card, and He Dongwei had no choice but to say: "Okay, then let her use mine,"

"Oh, don't say that. I don't want to occupy your card. You are busy publishing manuscripts recently. You are a family, so let mom use it first. If you want, you can ask me anytime. "

"Ha," He Dongwei took a breath, and she gave Li Guiyuan enough face by raising this thing, "No, I... don't come here often."

Li Guiyuan: "Yes, maybe one day you will fly to country R again, then I will not be polite."

If she could take revenge on the spot, Li Guiyuan's narrow-mindedness would not allow her to have an overnight revenge, she would definitely take revenge on the spot,

She turned her head and said to the wives to show off her 'gift': "From now on, you can come here with confidence. If Mrs. He's card can't be used, you can use mine. My black card has no time limit."

Mrs. He's nostrils are stretched, but she still has to smile with her face close to her face. The smile is as stiff as the side effects of an expired beauty injection.

"Miss He, give me your hand." Manager Xiaomei moderated the embarrassing atmosphere just right.

He Dongwei's skin is white and tender, and her palms are petite and cute. Even without long nails, the contours of her fingertips are very sharp. Although her palms are small, they still look slender, which is a perfect proportion that others cannot envy.

The only shortcoming is the fingertip of her middle finger, where there is a raised callus, and the nail is squeezed and deformed, which is caused by holding the pen for a long time.

Xiaomei explained very professionally: "Your nails are relatively thin. If you do phototherapy nails, you need to polish them when you remove them. Why don't I make you a gel nail polish?"

"Ok."

"Come on, put on some armor polish first,"

Xiaomei's movements are very gentle, and every time the brush is brushed, a perfect protective layer can be drawn. The technique is very steady. Li Guiyuan is close, and she also praises her craftsmanship very much, and she can't find any faults.

"Okay, let them dry for a while, take advantage of the spare time, and pick a style you like," Xiaomei put the sample of the style in front of He Dongwei for her to choose,
Li Guiyuan came over again, gesticulating and giving advice: "This, this one is not so fancy, but also simple."

He Dongwei: But I don't like it!
She pointed to which one she liked and said, "I want this."

Li Guiyuan: "Oh, this one is out of date."

He Dongwei: ...

"Then this one!"

Li Guiyuan: "This color is too earthy, not as good as the one just now."

He Dongwei choked in her heart, even though she felt a thousand discomforts, she still gave this 'elder' the respect she deserved, and found a reason for herself: "Then I don't do it for now, I will do it in a few days It’s inconvenient to have to compete.”

If it was normal, Li Guiyuan would definitely hold on to it and find out a lot of reasons that there is no relationship between the competition and the manicure.
But at this moment, she is selfish, and she just wants to maximize her gains as much as possible in this limited time.

"That's just right. Since she doesn't do it, I will do it. Xiaomei, anyway, if you have time, then you can spend some time and make me a phototherapy armor."

Xiaomei still had a faint smile on her face, completely unaffected by Li Guiyuan's aggressive words.

"Okay, ma'am, since Miss He doesn't plan to get a manicure, I can get her a hand mask, just wait a moment."

He Dongwei had to marvel at Xiaomei's thoughtfulness and meticulousness, because the skin of He Dongwei's fingertips is usually a little dry and even barbed because she often holds a pen and is in contact with dyes, so it is best to make a nourishing hand mask.

During the nursing process, He Dongwei saw that the bracelet on Xiaomei's hand was actually tattooed, and asked curiously: "Is your bracelet originally tattooed or painted? It's so cool."

Xiaomei: "This is a tattoo sticker. I can get you one if you like."

"Oh, how can a serious girl get this thing, and if it's in such a conspicuous place, people will gossip," Li Guiyuan interjected again in an unsightly way.

This was a blatant attack on Xiaomei, and I don't know what she was thinking. Anyway, the manicurist who was helping Mrs. He's nails had been putting up with her for a long time, and wanted to sweep her out immediately.

"Madam, don't worry, this is a tattoo sticker. It is not afraid of washing, but it can be removed at any time, and it will not cause any harm to the skin."

He Dongwei: "Auntie, this tattoo sticker can be removed, and even if it's a real tattoo, it's nothing. This is the same as your nail art. It's a kind of aesthetics, and there are not so many prejudices."

From the moment Li Guiyuan got the black card, she didn't know who gave her the illusion of being the hostess. She couldn't allow anyone to refute her opinion, and she wasn't allowed to disobey her.

"No, I don't care whether it's tattoos or stickers. I said it's not allowed to do it. You don't mind. My family, Zeyang, still wants to save face."

Li Guiyuan didn't even feel how rude and arrogant she was at the moment, and she was complacent that she had set rules for He Dongwei in advance.

The wives watched the play tacitly, especially Mrs. He, who raised her eyebrows slightly, looking forward to more plots to come.

But He Dongwei didn't do what she wanted, she chose to shut up aggrievedly, and quietly asked Xiaomei to apply hand cream to her.