Marriage in crisis

I asked this question on purpose. His origin is Yangcheng, so his roots should be in Yangcheng.

I observed his expression in the mirror. He kept his eyes downcast and continued with his skillful movements.

"Very rarely! Everyone is busy with their own things. I had no choice but to come out, and now I don't want to contact anyone even more. Besides, it's been too long, and times have changed!" With these words, he completely distanced himself from that place in Yangcheng.

"That's right. You have already established yourself in Qingcheng and have a place in the industry! You really don't have time to look back!" I agreed with a smile. I thought about it and continued to ask, "I think there are really not many old people left!"

"Well! This is how it is in this industry. Once you have good skills, everyone wants to start their own business and make money! There's nothing wrong with that!" Yang Azheng's attitude is really gentle and generous, and he seems to have a broad mind.

"Aren't you afraid that they will take away your customers?" I said half-jokingly.

"There's nothing we can do about it. What's yours is yours, and what's not yours, you can't keep it! However, most of my customers here are high-end customers like you, so they are still very stable!"

He finished rolling the bar and took care of my side before trimming She Hui's hair.

After plugging in the power, I took out my cell phone and sent a message to Shen Kuo, telling him that I was at Yang Azheng's place and asking him to check the whereabouts of those people here.

I always feel that even if people leave, one or two are enough. Such a large number of blood diseases is a bit abnormal.

I put away my phone and thought for a moment, "The old fat guy has opened his own shop too? I have to say, that guy is really friendly!

I remember that he went to Deng Jiazhe's funeral. Ah Zheng! Please help me think about it. If any of them have any problems, don't forget to tell me. I have to repay this favor!"

"Sister Nizi, you are such a particular person! You still remember this! Second brother is gone now, so you don't have to worry about these things. Besides, they are all friends of Second brother, so it's normal for them to see him off for the last time! Don't take it to heart!"

"Don't say that, I've kept it in mind! They're really gone, to be honest, I feel so empty inside! I thought I could see them again this time!" I said calmly, "I didn't expect that they went their separate ways!"

I observed Yang Azheng's expression through the mirror. As expected, he glanced at me. When he saw that I was looking at him, he immediately said, "Sister Nizi, you are really a sentimental person!"

"The key is that I have known you for so long! I remember that Deng Jiazhe has been working here, right?" I said in a chatty tone.

"Yes, he came when I arrived in Qingcheng!" Yang A Zheng said casually, "He was lucky and became famous after that, but... Hey! Let's not talk about this, he also brought it upon himself!"

He looked extremely distressed, and his tone was definitely one of regret.

I didn't follow his topic to change the subject, but asked casually, "So he learned the craft from you? Are you his master?"

I acted a little surprised.

Yang Azheng smiled, "Yes! He is very smart and making rapid progress! What a pity!"

I suddenly thought, did I learn the craft from him? Yang Azheng is very familiar with Deng Jiazhe. Deng Jiazhe entered this industry at the age of 16 and has been working in his shop ever since.

He witnessed Deng Jiazhe's entire journey, including getting along with me, getting married, building a big business, and getting into trouble...

I suddenly felt a chill rising up my back.

Thinking hard!

If he really has something to do with what we're investigating, then...

I dare not think about it anymore.

Just then, a boy's voice came from the stairs, "Boss, someone is looking for you!"

"Say I'm busy!" Yang A Zheng responded nonchalantly while concentrating on cutting She Hui's hair.

"Boss, she said she called you, but you didn't answer!..."

I saw Yang Azheng's hand suddenly paused in mid-air, and the next second he said to She Hui, "Sister She, please wait a moment!"

Then he put down the scissors in his hand and walked downstairs quickly.

She Hui and I looked at each other, quickly took out our phones, and sent a quick message to Chi Xi who was waiting in the car.