Reborn at 90, taking space to counterattack and become rich

"Wait a moment."

Song Xu was not in a hurry to leave, and pointed to his hair: "Since you are a barber, can you help me design a hairstyle?"

"But, this thing is almost completely smashed."

Ma Yumei was afraid of offending the golden pig, so she was embarrassed: "How about I buy new tools tomorrow and you come back?"

"It's okay."

Xia Chutang found a pair of scissors in a mess, then went to the dye cream shelf, picked out a few dye creams, and patted the chair: "The conditions are simple, if you can bear it, you can do it now."

"whispering sound."

Song Xu showed disdain, walked to the chair and sat down: "Xia Chutang, you underestimate me."

He has suffered a lot.

Xia Chutang didn't say anything, looked at the boy in the mirror and asked, "What hairstyle do you want?"

"Of course it's exaggerated. The more exaggerated, the better." Song Xu replied casually.

Cheng Dehai wanted to say "no", but the words were on his lips and he couldn't say them out.

The old lady was already having a headache with Song Xu's red hair.

If it were any more exaggerated, he would probably be hospitalized again.

"Okay, got it."

Xia Chutang agreed, put on the scarf, and started by washing her hair.

The sink in the barber shop was smashed, so Xia Chutang had to use dry cleaning.

Cheng Dehai has been observing the girl, and he can be sure that this girl's skills are very professional, comparable to those of the old masters in Beijing.

"Sir, do you want some water?"

Ma Yumei was at a loss and stepped forward to ask the middle-aged man: "Can I get you some water? How about I go buy a bottle of drink?"

Ma Yumei felt a little guilty after cheating someone out of so much money just now.

"You're welcome." Cheng Dehai said calmly.

Xia Chutang glanced at Ma Yumei, who was nervous and uneasy, and said, "Sister, help me."

"Alas." Ma Yumei quickly washed her hands and went over.

God knows how flustered she felt sitting there.

As time passed, Song Xu's dazzling red hair turned into a low-key blue and black.

Cheng Dehai looked satisfied when he saw the color.

The old lady would definitely be happy if she saw Song Wook change his hair color back to normal.

"Hey, I remembered correctly, I said exaggerated colors?"

The young man's face turned dark, and the cold light in his phoenix eyes made Ma Yumei dare not look at him.

Xia Chutang washed her hair, picked up the scissors, and leisurely said, "You may not know my rules. If you ask me to do your hair, you can only listen to me."

"Then what if I'm not satisfied?"

Song Xu looked at the girl who was getting her hair cut in the mirror and said coldly: "I have been mentally shocked. Can I also ask you for compensation?"

Are you still worried about the 18,000 just now?

Xia Chutang's busy hands paused slightly, and she raised her eyes and glanced in the mirror.

Then he resumed his hand movements and said calmly, "You can have it."

Song Xu was going to scare her with a "sky-high price."

"But I definitely won't give it." The girl added the latter sentence.

Song Xu: "..."

Cheng Dehai lowered his head to hide his smile and turned around: "Master, I'll make other arrangements."

After walking out of the barber shop, Cheng Dehai called his old house again.

When Mrs. Song heard that her grandson's hair had been dyed, she was so happy that she said, "Amitabha."

"I'll take a photo and send it later."

The old lady confessed: "Send a photo of that girl as well."

"Yes." Cheng Dehai agreed.

"By the way, you'd better bring the girl's birth date and I'll go find the master to have a look." the old lady warned.

Cheng Dehai, with his head full of black lines, reluctantly agreed: "I'll try my best."

Perhaps because she heard Cheng Dehai's perfunctory tone, the old lady said seriously: "You know why I sent Xu'er to Xihai. If he can survive three years without incident, he will be rich and worry-free for the rest of his life. If the child can't survive, I...I can't survive either."

A few years ago, Mrs. Song went to the temple to pray for blessings and met an expert who was passing by.

The man told the Song family's past verbatim, and even told some secrets.

Mrs. Song immediately regarded this man as an honored guest.

He also inquired carefully about the fate of each descendant in the family.

The rest of the descendants have mediocre qualifications, but are safe and healthy.

Only Song Xu was born rich, extremely intelligent, and protected by Wenquxing and Wuquxing, so he had the destiny to achieve great things.

The old lady was very happy to hear this, but the man also said that the two stars of civil and military affairs fought, so before he became an adult, Song Xu had a surly and multifaceted character.

Due to his unstable mind, he is prone to bloodshed and even early death when he is young.

The solution is to send him to a small town in the northwest and keep him in captivity for three years.

If you can get through it safely, you will be able to turn disaster into luck in the future, and your career will be invincible and there will be no obstacles.

In addition, the expert also said that you should pay attention to the "good friends" around Song Xu.

As long as this noble person appears, most of his bloody disaster can be resolved.

Therefore, Mrs. Song immediately "exiled" her grandson to the West Sea.

It's a pity that Song Wook is still rebellious and stubborn.

In order to protest against the old lady's decision, she even dyed her hair bright red on purpose, like a monster.

The old lady tried her best to persuade her, but she couldn't get her grandson's hair color back.

Today I heard that someone helped dye Sung Wook's hair back, and the old lady wanted to fly over immediately to have a look.

Cheng Dehai comforted the old lady for a few words, only to hear a voice on the phone: "Ah Hai, if she is Xu'er's noble person, it will be a blessing from God! You must treat that girl well."

"Yes."

Cheng Dehai hung up the phone and walked into the small barber shop.

As soon as he entered, Cheng Dehai was stunned for the first time.

Song Xu sat on the barber's chair, his face full of anger.

The thin blue-black hair is slightly messy above the eyebrows, but it just exposes the beautiful phoenix eyes. The broken hair makes the young man's eyes very sharp and sharp.

There is also the shadow of the red-haired "monster" here, that is, the image of a noble and rebellious young master from an aristocratic family.

"It's so ugly! Change it!" Song Xu ordered angrily.

Xia Chutang turned a deaf ear, wiping the scissors and arranging the tools one by one.

Then he took off the scarf, wiped the broken hair on the boy's neck, and said three words: "Can't change."

"Then I'll find someone else to replace him with!" Song Xu lost his temper.

"If you ask someone else to do your hair, I won't take it over in the future."

The girl didn't even raise her head, sweeping the floor with a broom.

Song Xu walked to the door and paused, "Who asked you to do my hair like this?"

"What's wrong?"

Xia Chutang felt baffled. Song Xu looked particularly handsome in this style.

Of course, Xia Chutang originally wanted to create the image of a sunny boy, but Song Xu's rebellious temperament suddenly gave him a gloomy look.

But that doesn't stop him from being handsome.

"Mom is dead!"

Song Xu looked at the beautiful young man in the mirror and was just angry: "How can I have a career!?"

Xia Chutang: "???"

Cheng Dehai coughed twice quickly: "Miss Xia, let's find a place to chat?"

"How about we talk in the car."

Xia Chutang looked at the time and said, "It's too late to go back. My mother will be worried."

Now she lives with her mother, and Xia Chutang doesn't want her to worry.

Cheng Dehai looked at Song Xu and asked what he meant.

"Let's go, let's go! You're the only one who has a lot to do!"

Song Xu grabbed his school uniform jacket that was hanging on the chair and walked out angrily.

Xia Chutang exchanged a few more words with Ma Yumei and followed Cheng Dehai away.

"Brother, is that your girlfriend?"

There was a big boy standing in the darkness across the road. People around him looked at the girl coming out of the barber shop and asked, "Why is she with such an old man?"